Post by Bethany Barone on Jun 26, 2016 16:31:08 GMT -5
For a group that had mostly just met, they were working great together as a team to take down the beast from Hell. Bethany was pleasantly apprised at this and
It appeared that most, if not all of her team was supernatural themselves. Stilia bounced the fire away, two had dragons, and she was pretty sure Jack was able to control the knives that he had thrown.
Bethany continued to shoot at the Chimera when there were openings and she was absolutely sure that she wouldn't accidentally harm someone else. Nasheeka and her dragon appeared to deliver the final blow, and the Chimera fell, motionless on the ground. She was pretty sure it was dead now, but still wanted to be sure. It might seem brutal to others but Beth wasn't about to take any chances. After unloading a few more from the pistol she had holsters at her hip, she shot straight into Chimera's head. It didn't move. She was now confident that the beast was dead and won't be hurting anyone anymore.
"Is everyone alright?" She asked as she looked up and around at her surroundings. They took the monster down, but there was so much damage done to the forest. Fire was still going though most of it had been put out by the dragon. They were lucky to have them here. It made her sad to see the poor animals still trying to flee.
Although Stilia is usually in a human form, it often mimics her true face. She has large, round eyes, but otherwise her features are quite sharp. She smiles much more then she used to, but usually only out of politesse.
Post by Stilia Medusa on Jul 17, 2016 9:55:02 GMT -5
The group made quick work of the Chimera, by picking it apart piece by piece. One of its wings was even dissolved by acid and the snake's head was cut clean off. It seemed a pretty brutal way to go, even if they had made it quick. Bethany put a few extra rounds into it's head, 'double-tapping' it to make sure it was completely dead and not just part way there. Once the ringing of the shots finished echoing through the forest, she asked if all were alright.
"I am, but I can care for any of the wounded if need be." Stilia said, however her feet quickly brought her over to the corpse of the Chimera, and she bent down to observe it. She pet the coat, admiring the rough feel of the lion's pelt. It was female, it lacked a mane, and... well that was a surprise. The mammary glands were swollen with milk. Quickly, Stilia took out off her backpack, taking out a water container and dumping it. Then, she carefully squeezed what she could of the milk into the container. She didn't get much, but it was enough.
"It was a mother. Perhaps it was rampaging to gather food to feed many mouths, or perhaps the cubs are already dead. I hope the cubs are alive and old enough to make it." They may be a dangerous species, but Stilia did not want them to go extinct. "The milk is supposed to have magical properties, it's what allows the Chimera to breathe fire and protects it's throat. It's supposed to work on other species too. There isn't enough for everyone, but I will skin the creature- the pelt is fire-proof and repels some poisons. Problem is deciding who gets the pelt and who gets the milk. There is only enough milk for four."
Post by Kage Jaeger on Jul 24, 2016 1:54:44 GMT -5
Kage watched as the chimera was quickly and efficiently brought down by the group working together perfectly. Despite all their differences, despite all the oddities each had, they all had worked together as if knitted like an old fashion sweater. Nobody had gotten injured by the looks of it at all, and everybody had helped everybody else out. They had succeeded despite the power of the monster they had tackled, and together they had over come and succeeded.
Kage watched the female named Stilia approached the dead creature. He slowly approached as well, watching Stilia as she kneeled beside the dead beast. He watched with interest as she began to...milk the creature. It was almost laughable, and he had some random thoughts of odd sayings about milking cats and cows and goats, but he bit his tongue and decided not to utter them. They probably would not be appreciated. Sturmgeist flew to him, and slowly coiled around his left arm and rested his chin upon Kage's right shoulder nestled against his neck. He smiled and reached up to warm caress the winged serpentine dragonling upon the scales of the back of it's head and between it's eyes where Sturmgeist liked it the most. Kage had no answer to Stilia's question, so remained silent and simply watched to see what the other's had to say about it and what would end up going where and to whom.
Jack is an average, unassuming guy. He stands bashfully, avoiding eye contact as he looks around at everything except the person he's speaking with. A closer look. however, will reveal more.
Beneath this carefully neutral appearance, Jack's body is lean and efficient. He's slow to anger and behind his bashful demeanor is an assertive individual observing his environment with an almost predatory nature.
Post by Jacksoπ Flεtchεr on Jul 24, 2016 16:08:18 GMT -5
Jack watched the chimera fall, defeated. The young man stood there with his hands in their respective pockets, cool as a cucumber. He hadn't even broken a sweat throughout the entire fight. On his own the chimera might've been challenging, but with five bodies between him and danger it had been all too easy to work his magicks without having to worry overmuch about defending himself. No one seemed to be terribly injured, so that was nice. Anyways, now that the beastie had fallen it was time for Jack to finish the reason he'd come here.
Approaching the corpse, the young man studied it with mild interest. He'd read quite a bit about the supernatural properties of the body parts of certain legendary creatures and had even gathered and tested a few before now. Jack fully intended to add the chimera's milk to his collection, as well as a few essential organs for study.
"I'll be taking some milk and a couple organs. You all can split what's left if you want." Jack informed the group, his tone polite and face friendly but adequately conveying what was going to happen. He produced a knife and set it to work cutting the corpse open while he produced a container to drink from and made his way to Stilia and the milk she'd already gathered.
She has pale skin, from living in the colder climates of her home. She has a narrow face, with a tattooed red dot on her chin and an X over her face. She stands at about 5'4, and has a medium build. She has muscles, although they are small. She has brown, long hair. Her hair is almost always pulled into a ponytail so it does not get in the way of her fighting.
Post by Nasheeka Roulche on Aug 20, 2016 17:37:51 GMT -5
Nasheeka sighs in relief as she saw the thing drop dead. She liked animals, and did not like killing them, but this beast was dangerous. She did not know what she would get, and honestly she did not really care. She hopped onto her dragon(name is escaping me right now), and looked to Stilia. "I will just have whats left over." She said. Both the pelt or milk were likely to come in handy. She looked at the corpse of the Chimera, it must have been brutally painful. All the things the group had did to it, and then Stilia mentioned it being a mother! That was even worse. She watched as people got their rewards. She had her dragon approach stilia so she could easily get her reward after the others were finished. She hopped off and leaned on her, waiting silently for the others as she pet her dragon.
Post by Kage Jaeger on Nov 11, 2016 14:42:50 GMT -5
Kage scratched between Sturmgeist's eyes once more, then knelt beside the female named Stilia. She seemed well informed about this creature, knowing exactly what parts of it where useful what they did. The female was just full of surprises it seemed, and extremely well informed. Kage would have to remember her name for future reference, in case he ever needed information about something. Though how he would find her, that a completely different story. Perhaps the Clan would be able to dig something up on the female, perhaps not. He thought that it did not really matter in the end if they could or could not. He knew enough people, he could always hunt her down again in the future though it would more then likely be a long time consuming process.
When Stilia was done milking the creature, Kage having successfully kept his mouth closed about any cat milking jokes, he looked around. The only other male of the group had begun to hack apart the chimera, further ravaging the corpse. This made Kage frown slightly, for it was apparently nothing else was useful from the once rampaging monster. If it had been, then would not Stilia have mentioned it. Kage found it distasteful, disrespecting the dead creature however he also kept these thoughts and comments to himself as well. Few cared a bout another's opinions, and the male had already performed the dead it seemed. To late to go back now upon that course of action when it was already being performed.
Jack is an average, unassuming guy. He stands bashfully, avoiding eye contact as he looks around at everything except the person he's speaking with. A closer look. however, will reveal more.
Beneath this carefully neutral appearance, Jack's body is lean and efficient. He's slow to anger and behind his bashful demeanor is an assertive individual observing his environment with an almost predatory nature.
Post by Jacksoπ Flεtchεr on Nov 12, 2016 21:14:10 GMT -5
His reward retrieved, Jack turned to the body of the Chimera. Slowly and methodically the young man began to retrieve its organs, storing them in containers he'd brought and prepping them for transport. There was no 'official' use for what he was taking. But, in addition to simply enjoying the trophy of having a Chimera's heads on his wall, there were other practical uses for the corpse. Once he was finished, the young man stood back and, eyeing his handiwork, gave a satisfied grunt.
Of course, he left the Chimera's pelt on the ground for whomever wished to take it. Briefly, the young mage toyed with the idea of taking both some milk and the pelt. Who would be able to stop him? Furthermore, who else was really interested in it? The others didn't seem to much care whether or not they got any reward at all. Some even seemed to have already left. But it sure would be a shameful waste for Jack to simply leave the valuable pelt just lying there...
"I know a master craftsman," The young mage began, rubbing his chin. Inwardly he chuckled, knowing Wrath would be furious to hear himself referred to as such. "Who creates beautiful, truly masterful armors from the pelts of such magical beasts. The thought of what he could do with such as this makes me tempted to keep it, in addition to my share of the milk. Or at least introduce him to whatever other owner the pelt may find to."