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[zomara0292]

(Because any game with eldritch horror always involves a little of that, at least.)

[~Neri]

((Because it's the most sensible thing to do~?))

[Insanegame27]

((Because that's what we're probably going to do?))

[piratejoe]

(   ／人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼ Nuf said.)

[vkiNm]

The Evening will come soon, and night will surely follow. What's everyone plan until then?

[Romans]

If possible i'd like to find a vantage point to wait at until night, use my speed and agility to remain unknown if possible.

[vkiNm]

[... It.. probably would be useful if I mention that Horror Knights can communicate to each others and The Watcher via Telepathy.. right?]

[Hawk132]

"..."

Adamas quietly heeds the instructions he has been given and walks to the gates to the outside, where he waits till nightfall. He does a few practice swings and stabs with his spear, to see if its abilities are still intact after the summoning.

[zomara0292]

ReXbrand gathers five stones, smooths them out, and Goes off to where the militia is, jumping from rooftop to rooftop, silently, until he reaches a good vantage point, and has his pets hide in bushes nearby, ready to burst through the window at his signal.

[vkiNm]

The shroud of the night have arrived. And as the small-folks slumber, you marched upon them.

The imps were smart. Not people-smart, but smart enough to count. Together, they counted that the village have 232 people, including men, women, children and old people. Out of the 232, 10 of them seems to be full time militia and 20 of them part-time. But you can assume that every man can be armed with any of the farming impliments, of course.

And for the Record, out of the 232 people, 121 were women of varying ages, 31 of those are young girls. The remainder 111 are men of varying ages where 21 of those are young boys. No doubt it used to be 22, but we all know what happened to the 22nd one.


-Logain-
You climbed the Keep's walls to the battlements where the two Spikers are to gain vintage of the village. It's a good view here tonight. The Moon is full and the night is not all too dark. It would've been better had the night been darker, but it will have to do. You can already smell the life force drifting in the air, such delicious, supple life force of the living. Of the weak.

The scream that came in the air were almost as delicious..


-Adamas-
You've been waiting, practicing, at the gates of the Keep. Your thrusts and swings felt.. slow, sluggish. As if you haven't fully awaken your full potential yet. But while your body does not move as fast as you wished it to be, your skills had not declined. You are still a master of your spears as you once were.. perhaps in time, you can become just as legendary as you were again, perhaps.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a scream in the night not so far away.


-Gorram-
Well, you've been assigned to peasant duty, it seems. And since you haven't really decided what to do yet, it seems like a good idea as any to go hang out with Adamas. It is mildly amusing watching him attack the air, after all. Maybe you can tease him about having imaginary friendamies? that'd be quite cruel indeed.

But not as cruel as what you plan to do to the living just beyond these walls.. oh you can already feel the taste of decay in your skeletal mouth.. well, the decay that you'll be bringing them, at least.

Then, you hear a scream not so far away in the distance..


-ReXbrand-
You've gathered five stones, for whatever reason known only to you, and jumped off of the Keep's battlement and onto a roof along with your hunting pets in hope of travelling to the Militia's small stone keep.

Half way down to the roof, you've suddenly realize that you're wearing a heavy full suit of metal plates, and the roof below you are just straw and sticks. It is this moment that you realize, that you've fucked up.

You crashes through the hay roof of a house closest to the Keep, causing a very loud racket as pots, pans and all of the metal things ever were knocked out of your way or smashed under your weight, making so much noise that it is quite impossible for anyone inside to not hear you.

And hear you they did. A woman and her two young girls, none older than tweleve, stared in horror at the Knight and two creatures that crashed through their roof. And before you could act, they all screamed at the top of their lungs in horror.

[Hawk132]

Night has come. It's time to bring death to the village.

[Twinwolf]

Night has come. It's time to bring death to the village.

Basically this.

[zomara0292]

((I recommend having the imps surround the village and start scarrying people inwards, towards the keep. From there, they would be kind of trapped, and the Horror knights could have a right old slaughter. I might have screwed that up, though. I forgot anime logic still doesn't apply.))

[Romans]

"These things never do go right......*sigh*at least it makes things more interesting".

Even wearing a helmet one could swear he was smiling.

Jump down and rush through town toward the militia, slashing anyone who comes out to see what's happening. But main objective is to crash through the militias front door. Blade arm rushers are to keep anyone from escaping.

[zomara0292]

A smooth stone is a very good thing to have in times like these.
"Music to my ears, I dare say. Don't you agree?"
With that said, he sicks his pets on the two girls, and throws the stone hard at the running woman, right at the base of her skull, in order to either sever her spines connection to her brain or, if he is really lucky, to burst the whole thing open.