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Stalling... Stalling... That word had a different meaning to him at one point, what was it? ... Oh yeah... ... "Trap"... The assault came in an instant from down the tunnel, he heard the whistling of a body moving incredibly fast... Inhumanely fast down the tunnel like a crossbow bolts, but...

(OOC: Sorry guys. I kinda made this thread for Alphabunny to help her out, but she seems to have lost interest. We can continue, but the focus was supposed to be around the journey to the location and giving Alpha a place to practice RP.)

His first punch was met with a sickening crunch as her arm absorbed the blow. She was powerful, it was true, and her pain tolerance was incredible... But she could have easily dodged the strike instead of taking it head on, especially with the way she moved after a feint caught her in the ribs...

Tozen was kicked by his prey, pushed away but held firmly by the hand which accomplished what he would have tried to do. When she kicked him it dislodged his claws from her shoulder... In the worst way possible... But still her ability to regenerate saved her arm from becoming permanently...

She grabbed hold of him in an attempt to keep him from leaving. His claws tore through her armor, but her blood was strange, it glowed in the dark with some sort of phosphorescence. This piqued his interest. She moved to strike him in the stomach but they were too close for her to bring the...

A low rumble echoed down the tunnel in response to the humans undaunted tone, all at once like that of a lion, bull, possibly even like a dragon as a form of mimicry, and even a sort of clicking sound like that of a giant bug. But the result was a loud vibration at first seeming to originate...

The essence in the blood was familiar yet unique, perhaps its base was of a creature he'd tasted before but it was so overlaid with additional strong essence that it became unique. Once he broke into the tunnel and his eyes adjusted to the pitch darkness he began stalking his prey, following the...

The humans entered the ambush zone first to examine the pit. Four of them. And as planned, Tozen dropped in behind them with a thump, his curved climbing claws unsheathed and thrust into the back of the driver. With a sickening sound of bone snapping and flesh tearing he bisected the man and...

A scream... A primal cry of pain... An axe shaped head rose in interest and sniffed the air... Blood, lots of blood, many dead, a wounded cry of pain, not far. A humanoid creature stretched its taught muscles like a cat as it lounged in its perch on a high tree branch and yawned cavernously...

The underground is all it was ever called. A tiny old shack in the middle of the woods in the Allir Reach. Nobody of good repute or legal standing knew of this place, only those with a finger on the pulse of the underworld would know of this shack, and the illegal fighting pit beneath it. Inside...

As she drew nearer the smells grew stronger, as did the wind wafting the scents along with the breeze. The farms, again, were empty save for a few scavengers that picked at the carcasses of cows, sheep, chickens, horses. The body count was so high that the farmers didn't bother with disposing...

I think I have a hunter that may take up this challenge, depending on where the story is at and how it's going anyways.

The shadows were lengthening as she made her way to the farm. The farm had since been abandoned since all their livestock was slaughtered in one night. The smell of blood was thick on the light breeze that began to ruffle the branches of great pines overhead, perhaps the foretelling of a gale...

Any update on this?

In myth and legend, in story and fable, in reality and study, there are creatures, monsters that go bump in the night. But a question for the philosophers, a pondering for the inquisitive and curious. These monsters that man and mer feared throughout time, these monsters that go 'bump' in the...