Yohuali dev 2

[04:09] The young woman would look towards the group. A look of silent irritation would be more than shown for this place.. Already they have nabbed one of the members of the tribe... And the look of irritation was already prevalent within the woman's face..

"We have a score to settle. Don't we boy?"

She asked. As her shadows would slowly give birth to her shadows manifestation. The people responsible for her desperate injury. As well as severely harming Shining. A member of her tribe as well. She had every reason to face him.

And get even. A grin would be manifested, as her twisted smile would show. Distorting the light around her forcefully. It was something that she had truly enjoyed doing. A Dash would be attempted towards the Docro. Attempting to hit him Hard.

(Yohuali)
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[04:14] The Docro expected the Moxtli to come knocking, he was no fool. As soon as his Uncle had given the order on what to do, he knew. He would have been blind not to have seen it. As Yohuali spoke up and mentioned boy he'd spare a look to Matryona before that jade gaze of his languidly issued a blink towards the beastkin.

"I think you're mistaken." Ryker said, calm and cool. As Yohuali aimed to dash towards him, the Docro took a step to the side and stuck his leg out in order to trip her. "I think you're mistaken because you clearly have not a clue who you're speaking to, savage."

His hands were still hidden within his pockets and if the trip was successful, Frenzy was withdrawn, the very same weapon Matroyna had watched her brother make for him. The circuit-like design upon the blade caught the light's glimmer as he hoisted it onto his shoulder now.

"I take it my message was received however. Good! Perhaps you all will learn your lesson."
(Ryker pyr Docro)
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[04:24] For whatever reason, the arriving Felinae came bearing threats, primarily directed to her subordinate. She speaks of score, that eye for an eye mentality.

"No scores will be settled," The Lieutenant spoke out, rising up from one of the boars she cut and bringing her heavy spear to her side. Two of the savage animals were fought, one bested her then she bested another.

By no means is she cocky. It's their nature that allowed the feral animals of the Moxtli tribe to be as strong as they are.

"None at all." Especially not towards a Corporal on her watch. Personal feelings aside, she had a job to do- It's why Matryona charged in between the two. If Yohuali wanted to fight? It'd be with her.
(Matryona pyr Aertas)
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[04:26] Who was he to complain? He'd watch the fight closely, and naturally if he had to...? He'd step in. But he'd give the Lieutenant her due.
(Ryker pyr Docro)
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[04:26] Yohuali would attempt to move away from their protecting. Dodging the trip, and using the shadows around her to get towards the Docro.

"We'll see about that."

She stated laughing.
(Yohuali)
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[04:26] She'd attempt to continue standing in the Felinae's way.
(Matryona pyr Aertas)
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[04:32] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Matryona pyr Aertas}
[04:32] ** Matryona pyr Aertas has inflicted an injury upon Yohuali. ("Permanent Injury", "Permanent Injury", "Permanent", "Severity: MODERATE (-10 Vit)") **
[04:34] Yohuali says, "Arm is nice."
[04:49] What Lieutenant would they be if they allowed for him to be attacked like that? Intelligence Division or not, she had a rank to uphold. There's a reason she was chosen for this.

She warded off a coming blow meant for Ryker with her spear, holding the Felinae off before pushing her back. Training soon revealed itself as the Lieutenant soon went on the offense.

Never did she witness shadows used in such away. There's no feel of corrupted mana looming about and attempting to infect her soul but, in truth, all beastkin were feral enough to be confused for an occultist.

It's by no means entirely in Matryona's favor. Steel clashes as both young woman were out for blood. Excessive force in this case was needed. To go out of her way after her people had felt the oppressive nature of Achyon?

Defiance felt natural to beasts used to roaming collarless. Shadows lunged out, steel tore at the Aertas' uniform but, she bore a protective shroud of earth over her skin. At times did it chip and leave her vulnerable but when the time came, she already coated the end of her spear.

"Another is needed. Your people are nothing when compared to the Empire. Dogs, all of you. Feral, yapping things." She's not cocky, she's blunt. Her colorful opinion towards beastkin showed itself when she charged in.

One would say she attempted to skewer the Felinae at the neck but it instead pierced through Yohuali's shoulder. Unintended- Likely missed from the distortions felt throughout their encounter. Blood spew as the steel tore through muscle and bone.

"Your tribes will be crushed if you continue." Matryona kept a firm grip on her spear- withdrawing it from the Felinae by swiping it off to the side. It took the shadowmancer's arm with it.

The limb flopped onto the ground and the panting Lieutenant took several steps back- Too many in fact. Her breath struggled to keep normal. It's the first time she's ever maimed someone before.

Never did she see that much blood before.
(Matryona pyr Aertas)
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[05:04] Ryker allowed the ladies to fight, never making a comment on the battle itself until it was clear that it was over. Completely over. Yohuali would have been a fool to continue to try and come for him here and now, given the state of her arm. Or rather, the lack of one. There came a natural, predatory grin that surface from the boy as he began laughing hysterically at the state of the Moxtli tribe member.

"The more you people try to settle scores the further and further behind you keep getting! Ahahahahaha!" The Docro laughed, before eventually even his laughter died down in the face of Matryona's reaction to such an event. His gaze grew akin to steel, optics squinting at the offending member of a limb.

Slowly did the Docro's hand remove itself from the confines of his pants pocket to lift itself up over his hand. His thumb and middle finger collided together before echoing forth with a devastating snap: one laced with magic itself. The useless limb was now the target of detonation, a fearsome and powerful aspect of his family's magic at work and play as the arm would explode.

Potentially, left with absolutely nothing. Just like Moxtli's hope should they continue.
(Ryker pyr Docro)
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[05:04] The young Nagual hunter would tear through her opponent. Her shadowy and shaded attacks would hit and damage most of her opponents vitals. However the fighter was and remained stalwart throughout their whole endeavor. The fight was brutal.

But so were they. As she had remain in front of them the whole time. Defending against attack after attack. She fought as much as she could, tearing up her opponents defensive structures. Claws of umbral sources proving to be more the substantial.

However whilst she was doing that. Her opponent was doing that AND more. Her earthlike structures providing her opponent a lot more destructive power than she would have thought. Cascades of pure rock would yield devastating blows against her.

The damage being more than substantial Despite her attempting to claw her way and cleave through her opponent.. Nothing... Even worse, She withstood an injury that was set her back for quite a while. This was not a good look for her. Or for the people of Moxtli.

However. The look upon her face would still remain. Even with the worst of her still remaining. She would have brink of laughter whilst in great pain. Her laughter echoing throughout the forrest as she had seen her limbs upon the ground.

"You and your people with your toys and armors. It will be only a matter of time when you fall. You live another day boy. Relish it."

She stated. Her arm now a stump was now manifesting a permanent shadow claw.. It had certainly taught her something. They definitely had more of a chance than she had initially thought, despite the loss of blood she would survive. And even that was good enough for her.

Steps would be made, as blood droplets would cover the grass in her crimson. Another sense twisted laughter would continue to echo and howl within the jungles of Moxtli. All of this pain and suffering she could offset. And to her, she has a permanent claw of shadow to manipulate.

Was it truly worth it? Well, only time will tell. But for this instant, it had given her all she had needed to know about the current state of Acryons fighters. She would definitely need to spark the chance soon. However this was not an opportunity that she had squandered.




(Yohuali)
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[05:11] The young huntress would slowly walk towards the main square area. With one arm functioning as normally. And another Shadow arm. Covered in blood and dirt. Nonetheless, she would look towards each of her tribesmates. And smile.

"So, how have you two been doing lately?" She insisted on hearing. As she looked towards the two with a nod. They were both early birds, and that much was something that she didn't mind. Not one bit.. However She sighed at the sight of what was her arm missing...


(Yohuali)
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[05:11] * You have been awarded 3 Roleplay Points! *
[05:12] Yohuali says, "Shaman."
[05:12] D'noxa Aba says, "Yohuali."
[05:12] Yohuali asks, "Can you runewrite?"
[05:12] D'noxa Aba says, "In terms of for weapons and such..? No."
[05:12] Yohuali says, "Mmm."
[05:12] Yohuali says, "Ah. Nevermind. I shall grab armor and get ready soon."
[05:14] Breaking his séance of meaningless daydreaming, Itzul responded to Yohuali with a simple,

"Good."

Little reaction would be made to the appendage substitution formed from shadows. Instead, he looked to D'noxa.

"Shaman, she's missing an arm. Can you help her?"
(Itzul)
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[05:17] She was not a healer unfortunately, her focus having always been the metaphysical not the physical when it came to her studies. Looking at the missing limb she gently shakes her head. "Gou is a healer, I currently am not."

"Who did it?" She asks as she yawns softly, the Shaman having just awoken.. curious as to how many more rapid losses they could end up suffering.
(D'noxa Aba)
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[05:18] The young woman would slowly raise her arms up. Providing a small sigh a she had taken a small breather herself. She never hesitated to see the future and fight onwards. And it have given her something to power through, and work towards.

The sight of her limb being lost was a discouraging one. But it forced her to push herself even stronger. A fight that she was going to see to the end. The Docro wasn't just a factor. They had bodyguards that truly existed to serve their every desire.

The very thought that someone had fought in their steed whilst they benefited would internally disgust her. However she didn't hesitate to speak on what she had known about the Acyrons so far. "I did not get a name myself, however I know it was one of the Docros slaves. If you can bandage me, that would be a blessing enough."

She stated, her shadows and distortions physically suppressing her bloodflow towards the arm.
(Yohuali)
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[05:29] Looking back at the limb she hums softly, surely she could at least do this.. right? "I can do that." She states before stepping away for a moment, only to return with a roll of bandages and some little ties. "What sort of magics did they use?"

She would ask as she sits down next to her, unrolling them and getting ready, she would begin to gently push with her blood magic.. Relieving Yohuali of her duty in a sense as her control over the scarlet fluid let her hold it at bay. With careful motion she gently wraps the are where the limb was missing, occasionally making a strip that went across her entire body. To use her other side as a point in which to keep the rest of the bandages tight.

It wouldn't grow her a new arm, but neither would she bleed out anymore either. The last of the roll used, she ties off the ends as best she's able and inspects her work. A soft nod passed she speaks once more. "I think that about does it, apologies that I cannot do more."
(D'noxa Aba)
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