They thought they could hide in the shadows? Then they were wrong. With but a moments focus you can see them clear as day, your normally reptilian eyes taking on an almost feline quality [-1]. With another thought you will a bow and quiver into existence [-1]. The wood is crimson, and the rest made of hide. Fitting, you judge. The next gargoyle to dive is the first to fall, your divine arrow passing straight through its stony hide and causing it to dissintergrate into aether. All but one of the others fall as easily, a single arrow each, although the last proves more difficult, diving in such a manner that it would have removed your head if Carver had not emptied his shotgun into its flank. Instead you recieved a deep gash in the shoulder, a serious wound for a mortal, but little for a being such as you [-1].
The battle over, you find your power is quickly restored as the demons strength enters you [+20]. Too much, in fact, as you immediately feel it begin to slip away again. It would be best to find some way to keep it or spend it you judge.
Primal - Ancient tribal spirit - (Primal Warrior Lost)
One of the lost gods of a South American tribe long gone into extinction, he remains. He was put to rest and only awoken because of the mad commotion of the world of late. He has a mans body with a thorn through his tongue and many tattoos. He has been known, however to take the form of a reptile with feathers, sometimes still remaining humanoid, sometimes closer to a serpent. He is thin and clad in wooden and copper armor. He represents the warrior spirit of men, a son of the spirit of war. He was sealed in a mountain after consuming the blood of the spanish and slowly being put to slumber by the death of his people.
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Power:25/10
Bow
Poison arrows x10
Night vision: Temporary
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Followers:
John Carver, Hobo. (Prevents power loss below 10)
Shotgun, Dual carving knives
Power:3
Health:5
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Allies:
Surma, Fallen angel.
Flaming sword
Power:6
Phenex, Dissillusioned demon.
Power:10