☬ Glade 9th, Year 122, A.o.S ☬
Company: Unknown Assailants | Thoughts: Im Hungry | Mood: Delighted, Aware
Company: Unknown Assailants | Thoughts: Im Hungry | Mood: Delighted, Aware
☬ It was around early mid-trial when Dante decided to slip away from Dimitri and explore the Wild King's Forge on his own. He was curious about what wildlife was like around here and the region as a whole and decided it was best to learn of the place first hand rather than have someone give him a tour. He didnt mind that, but he was more of a hands-on learner. He found the ecology of the area fascinating, a beautiful place with beautiful wildlife.
He was more so fascinated with the predators of the place. It was so weird and foreign to be in a place where the natural world was so raw and untamed. He found himself walking to where the forest met the road that lead to the villages nearby and he found himself staring up at the large towers of green. It was a beautiful sight to see the lush colors rather than bleak grey and dreary hues of Zaichaer.
It sounded so stupid when he thought about it, being so shocked by the beauty of nature, but he had never truly seen something like it before. So he went forward, deeper into the ocean of green, doing his best to keep his senses sharp. He found himself touching one of the trees, rubbing his fingers against the bark, feeling its texture for himself. He chuckled finding that they were just like the trees in Zaichaer, his chuckle turning into a full-blown laugh.
It was quite the experience for the Vampyre, wading through the forest, the feel of the forest floor under his bare feet. The smells of the forest around him and the sounds that accompanied it. He was lost in it all, as a child seeing something amazing for the very first time. And in his unawareness, he had no idea he had piqued the interest of other predators that lurked in the area. They had been stalking Dante for some time now since entering the dense forest and were getting anxious to strike at the mage.
The Vampyre soon became aware, his predatorial senses tingling with the hint he was in danger, which quickly snapped him out of his childish wonder. His Rune of Vitalis came to life, slowly scanning the landscape, trying to ascertain where the threat was. He closed his eyes and opened his senses up to where all this malice was coming from with Veracity. A moment later, a figure lept from where it was hiding, Dant's eyes flying open as he whipped around to face the lunging assailant, rolling out the way.
Quickly rising to his feet he found that the man wasn't alone, as serval other figures came pouring out of the shadows of the forest. Annoyed, he opted to take the fight to a more suitable battleground and ran into the denser part of the lush forest, the unknown warriors giving chase. The further he went into the forest the louder their wild calls roared in the air, which made him smile. When he was far enough ahead of them he ascended one of the trees pushing off the ground with a push of the flux and waited.
Once the group got in range of him he could see they were in a defensive formation. They weren't making it easy, but he was fine with that, made this all more fun and just in time too as his thirst was beginning to become unbearable. Using the push to leap from tree to tree, making his steps as light possible, the tree rustling from him, though it could have just been the wind blowing as there was a breeze going. Moving to the rear of the group he pulled a straggler at the back of the group with a kinetic pull in the flux.
A look of fear painted the poor assailant's face as Dante gave him a devilish smile, bearing his sharp teeth. Forcing his neck to the side, and holding his body in place against the tree, the vampyre dug into his flesh, gorging himself on the man's blood in order to satiate his thirst. It was finally receding, that nagging hunger that lurked in the back of his mind. Done with his meal, he let the body fall.
By the time the body hit the floor, Dante had moved on, back into the shadows of the treetops to pick off another. The confusion from the body being found was perfect, a nice predatory tactic, as even the most battle-trained warriors would lose their shit in a situation like this. A dense forest with low visibility and an enemy that could not be seen was always unnerving and Dante planned to capitalize on that fear. ☬
"Common Speech"
"Silandris Speech"
"Self-Thoughts"
He was more so fascinated with the predators of the place. It was so weird and foreign to be in a place where the natural world was so raw and untamed. He found himself walking to where the forest met the road that lead to the villages nearby and he found himself staring up at the large towers of green. It was a beautiful sight to see the lush colors rather than bleak grey and dreary hues of Zaichaer.
It sounded so stupid when he thought about it, being so shocked by the beauty of nature, but he had never truly seen something like it before. So he went forward, deeper into the ocean of green, doing his best to keep his senses sharp. He found himself touching one of the trees, rubbing his fingers against the bark, feeling its texture for himself. He chuckled finding that they were just like the trees in Zaichaer, his chuckle turning into a full-blown laugh.
It was quite the experience for the Vampyre, wading through the forest, the feel of the forest floor under his bare feet. The smells of the forest around him and the sounds that accompanied it. He was lost in it all, as a child seeing something amazing for the very first time. And in his unawareness, he had no idea he had piqued the interest of other predators that lurked in the area. They had been stalking Dante for some time now since entering the dense forest and were getting anxious to strike at the mage.
The Vampyre soon became aware, his predatorial senses tingling with the hint he was in danger, which quickly snapped him out of his childish wonder. His Rune of Vitalis came to life, slowly scanning the landscape, trying to ascertain where the threat was. He closed his eyes and opened his senses up to where all this malice was coming from with Veracity. A moment later, a figure lept from where it was hiding, Dant's eyes flying open as he whipped around to face the lunging assailant, rolling out the way.
Quickly rising to his feet he found that the man wasn't alone, as serval other figures came pouring out of the shadows of the forest. Annoyed, he opted to take the fight to a more suitable battleground and ran into the denser part of the lush forest, the unknown warriors giving chase. The further he went into the forest the louder their wild calls roared in the air, which made him smile. When he was far enough ahead of them he ascended one of the trees pushing off the ground with a push of the flux and waited.
Once the group got in range of him he could see they were in a defensive formation. They weren't making it easy, but he was fine with that, made this all more fun and just in time too as his thirst was beginning to become unbearable. Using the push to leap from tree to tree, making his steps as light possible, the tree rustling from him, though it could have just been the wind blowing as there was a breeze going. Moving to the rear of the group he pulled a straggler at the back of the group with a kinetic pull in the flux.
A look of fear painted the poor assailant's face as Dante gave him a devilish smile, bearing his sharp teeth. Forcing his neck to the side, and holding his body in place against the tree, the vampyre dug into his flesh, gorging himself on the man's blood in order to satiate his thirst. It was finally receding, that nagging hunger that lurked in the back of his mind. Done with his meal, he let the body fall.
By the time the body hit the floor, Dante had moved on, back into the shadows of the treetops to pick off another. The confusion from the body being found was perfect, a nice predatory tactic, as even the most battle-trained warriors would lose their shit in a situation like this. A dense forest with low visibility and an enemy that could not be seen was always unnerving and Dante planned to capitalize on that fear. ☬
"Common Speech"
"Silandris Speech"
"Self-Thoughts"
