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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 13, 2015 9:55:26 GMT -5
"I don't think going and asking hem would be a good idea" Robyn asked, trying to manoeuvre over the ice. She looked back, to see if the spiders were following them,
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Post by Lord Rykker on Sept 13, 2015 9:59:36 GMT -5
Uhtred dos not have time for words. He keeps heading for not-getting-eatenville
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 13, 2015 9:59:53 GMT -5
A solitary spider comes out, a rider on it. The rider is pale skinned and ghostlike, its sword long and bluish and thin. The spider has no trouble walking on the ice; it's feet perfectly shaped to break into it and hairy appendages sticking to the slippery mass. The Other smiles some sort of wretched grin at the group and looks behind it a moment, and the scouts hear a low, omnipresent voice humming from under the glacier. The words are in an old tongue, beyond even the Thenns' age, but the dread it causes is palpable.
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Post by Kurts on Sept 13, 2015 10:45:00 GMT -5
Killion stopped dead in his tracks and turned, which took considerable willpower there was a glacier ominously humming and an ice demon riding a giant spider chasing them.
"There's only one!" he called to the others, not sure if he was shivering from cold or terror. "Anyone else want to wipe that stupid smile off his fucking face before our valiant retreat?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 13, 2015 10:50:28 GMT -5
Robyn stopped and turned also, the fear creating a pit in her stomach. "Why only send one?" She asked killion, "It doesn't make sense" she thought they likely wanted to send them a message... She stood with the new king though, it would catch up to them anyway.
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Post by Lord Rykker on Sept 13, 2015 10:57:23 GMT -5
Uhtred looked back and cursed. He stopped as well and stood ready. Seems like the new iron born King was trying to kill him just like the last one.
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Post by Kurts on Sept 13, 2015 11:00:53 GMT -5
"When he charges, put one of them arrows between his eyes. Going to send a message of our own." he said over his shoulder, taking a few steps towards the image from his nightmares, black obsidian blades before him in contrast with the endless white plain that surrounded them, a cocksure mocking grin on his face to mask the terror. "Come on then you cockless frostbitten piece of shit!" he goaded, holding his arms out on a come at me bro fashion, seeing the demons had enough pride to be goaded. "Didn't traipse halfway accross the world just for a look at your ugly mug!"
(Intimidation 71-closest thing to incite we have)
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Sept 13, 2015 11:10:34 GMT -5
Crowl stands behind them, "About time I get to fight a damn Other." (Also intimdation: 85 eat it you low 71 )
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 13, 2015 11:26:50 GMT -5
Robyn very much doubted her arrows were obsiadian, but it would help it is could at least knock him off the spider.
"Don't tell me what to do" She said, but did as requested anyway, and drew her bow and an arrow and aimed.
(Bow: 88 (98 dragonbone bow))
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 13, 2015 13:21:38 GMT -5
The Other has no spear so he has to dismount to really fight anyway; spider cavalry is actually rather inefficient for actual battle. It hops off with a sort of icy grin, then it looks down with amusement and crashes its sword into the icy ground, the near absolutezero of the blade actually causing the ice to crack from....too much cold, and popping and breaking sounds can be heard. Under the broken ice the scouts see more and more bodies, frozen for eternities untold beneath the ice. Banners not seen in millenia are uncovered. The Sea of Names has swallowed every army sent against it since the dawn of time, and every body that has fallen trying to cross it has only made it stronger.
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Post by Kurts on Sept 13, 2015 13:31:45 GMT -5
Killion looked down at the army beneath the ice, then back up at the Other, the slack-jawed expression on his face far from regal.
"On the other hand, running is also good." he turned and bolted as fast as his legs would carry.
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Post by Lord Rykker on Sept 13, 2015 13:33:58 GMT -5
Finally a fucking iron king with sense. Uhtred almost bolts with him, away from the trap that the Others had made. They wanted armies to come north to add to their collection. There was a reason they built a Wall, and didn't try to exterminate the others. No one could match them in this. However he didn't want to be alone with the man, so he hesitates at the back of the group
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 13, 2015 14:06:01 GMT -5
The scouts face the jagged and unforgiving ice as they retreat, and more and more, and more dead begin emerging from the Sea. They swipe off heads and limbs and more, and for now at least the action keeps them warm. The ground is cracking beneath their feet and they reach the edge of the mountains as the catastrophe continues. It sounds like a billion rock concerts spitting bass as the landscape changes, the newly exposed ice sharp and jagged and blue tinted, black bodies writhing inside it as they strain to escape their prison.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 13, 2015 14:34:30 GMT -5
"This is getting silly now" Robyn said as she looked round the Icy hell she'd entered. This was perhaps the most terrifying thing she had even witnessed, she'd seen the horror of King's Landind, and undead armies, and some things she'd dreamed, but having the walking dead, come up out of the ground to kill her, it was perhaps a new high score on the 'fucked up shit I have seen' chart. She looked around to see how they could possibly get out, where the tree line started again
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Post by Karyl Crowl on Sept 13, 2015 14:37:10 GMT -5
The Crowl runs, The Crowl kills the undead that gets in his way, and the Crowl enjoys it.
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