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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [open]  Bloodfeather || Jakub - Any ||
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    WOLFBANE

    There, Wolfbane located Jakub the instant his opponent opened his mouth. Baiting had worked, cheap trick that it was, but he had a sense of direction from which way the attacker would come. “Your Queen Bane hissed, squaring his hind feet with a sideways shift so that the two were parallel in the the dark rains, “is more than guilty of the same offense.”

    Just ask his son, perhaps still trapped and frightened by Leliana’s garden.
    Just ask the countless in Loess still struggling to make their way through a hellish maze of poison and magic.

    War was never fair.

    Jakub arches down, smoothly connecting his kick with Bane’s nearly-healed wing. The hairline fracture bends under the pressure and snaps anew, splintering in a way that makes him momentarily agonize. He takes advantage of their relative position, of the fact that Jakub has lowered his head and the way he’s prepared his hind feet; lunging ahead with a wide open jaw, Wolfbane bites hard at the black’s withers.

    Though younger and of nearly the same height, the elder stallion is much more thick of bone and muscle. He pushes his weight onto the boy’s back and clamps, tearing.

    His wing suffers, lightning flashes through Tephra’s darkness and the cacophony seems to be waning. More horses have joined in elsewhere but that’s not what catches Wolfbane’s attention.

    High at the summit of the Volcano a silhouette stands, hesitating, before falling backwards into the belly of the beast. “NO!” The Loessian roars, Jakub forgotten as he shoves painfully away from the youngling.

    He thinks perhaps it’s Leliana, using her magic against free will and forcing sacrifices. He can’t tell that it’s his friend - one of his oldest, most beloved of comrades - who chooses the death himself. Another blade of lightning slices across the rain-veiled sky, illuminating a smaller speck that tumbles haphazardly towards danger. “No! STOP!” He screams uselessly, one wing bobbing against his side as he takes off across the muddy plains.

    United with Lepis || Warrior of Loess || Father to Five



    @[Jakub] - This will be my last reply! He’s off to try and save his son D:
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    Messages In This Thread
    Bloodfeather || Jakub - Any || - by Wolfbane - 05-15-2019, 03:07 PM
    RE: Bloodfeather || Jakub || - by Jakub - 05-15-2019, 06:03 PM
    RE: Bloodfeather || Jakub || - by Wolfbane - 05-16-2019, 06:02 PM
    RE: Bloodfeather || Jakub || - by Jakub - 05-16-2019, 08:33 PM



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