Post by Glammy on May 20, 2017 17:47:55 GMT
Name: -The Red Lady-
Owner: (Ic and MCname) Lyeecia, HereticalMagic/AnarchicalMagic
Quantity: ( Resource,Relic,Common Items,Refined) Relic
Development: (If you have screens that will show the progress that you have created it. That helps a lot.)
The succubus walked along the trees of the deathly quiet woods. She wore a simple set of armor, nothing special. She kept her visor down on her helmet, gauntleted hand tightly grasping the hilt of her bastard sword, sheathed at her left hip. She smelled it before she saw it, the stench of dried blood filling her nostrils. A satisfied smirk crossed her lips underneath her helmet. She'd stand still, waiting for the creature to show itself. The Wendigo female emerged from the wood, planting herself right in front of Lyeecia's path. She spoke in a growly and gravely tone, having watched the human woman for a while.
"What is it that you seek, human? I am the guard of the forest, the protector. Why do you come into my wood?
Lyeecia kept her left hand on the hilt of her sword, pulling it out of its sheath.
"Protector or Fiend, Guardian or Demon. I come to slay you and rid you of this world.
Lyeecia felt a strange tingling sensation in her mind as she stared into the creature's eyesockets. It spoke once more, before bending its body, ready to charge.
"So be it."
It beared it's wicked teeth and charged, its claws and teeth at the ready.
Lyeecia thought to a piece of advice her armsmaster taught her.
"Let no one fit into any school they do not belong."
She'd stay still until the last moment, thrusting the point of the sword upwards into her neck. The being let out an ear shattering scream, making Lyeecia wince, yet she held her ground. She'd aim a powerful swing to the wendigo's neck. She'd proceed to cut through the bone easily, the wendigo's head collapsing with its body. She'd cut off one of its long fingers, making sure to avoid touching the bacteria infested fourteen-inch claw. She'd proceed to walk off the forest quickly, the howls of beast echoing in her wake. The creature's corpse disappeared into the earth.
She brought it home, wrapping the bone finger tightly in leather straps in several layers. She sanded down the two-inch curve of the claw. She'd look at her new shortsword, sheathing it in a proper sheath. She carefully kept it on her, calling her blade the red lady.
"What is it that you seek, human? I am the guard of the forest, the protector. Why do you come into my wood?
Lyeecia kept her left hand on the hilt of her sword, pulling it out of its sheath.
"Protector or Fiend, Guardian or Demon. I come to slay you and rid you of this world.
Lyeecia felt a strange tingling sensation in her mind as she stared into the creature's eyesockets. It spoke once more, before bending its body, ready to charge.
"So be it."
It beared it's wicked teeth and charged, its claws and teeth at the ready.
Lyeecia thought to a piece of advice her armsmaster taught her.
"Let no one fit into any school they do not belong."
She'd stay still until the last moment, thrusting the point of the sword upwards into her neck. The being let out an ear shattering scream, making Lyeecia wince, yet she held her ground. She'd aim a powerful swing to the wendigo's neck. She'd proceed to cut through the bone easily, the wendigo's head collapsing with its body. She'd cut off one of its long fingers, making sure to avoid touching the bacteria infested fourteen-inch claw. She'd proceed to walk off the forest quickly, the howls of beast echoing in her wake. The creature's corpse disappeared into the earth.
She brought it home, wrapping the bone finger tightly in leather straps in several layers. She sanded down the two-inch curve of the claw. She'd look at her new shortsword, sheathing it in a proper sheath. She carefully kept it on her, calling her blade the red lady.
Desired Text:
Line 1: &f----------------------------------------------------------------------
Line 2: &4 "You pierce my soul, I am half agony half hope."
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Line 4: &4 This shortsword is of strange origin, It measures to Twelve-Inches long.
Line 5: &4 The blade is made of a singular claw from a female Wendigo, Hunted in the wood.
Line 6: &4 The hilt is made of the Wendigo's fingerbone, wrapped in leather strips.
Line 7: &4 This blade belongs to the pythoness Lyeecia.
This takes into effect when Wendigo are discovered.
