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genessia2014-01-25 01:47 pm
vyse_the_legend) wrote in genessia2014-01-25 01:47 pm
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Who: Vyse (the Legend) and a buncha ugly goblins
Where: The forests of Fayren, near the last sighting
What: If he can, Vyse wants to look into the rumours of the goblins unifying
When: Saturday, January 25 - Afternoon
Vyse isn't stupid. Upon finding the farm where the last reported sighting of the Goblins' strange Ram symbol, he'd taken to the direction of the nearest encampment. If the people of Genessia thought it was weird for these little green buggers to act that way, then Vyse thought a good way to spend his time was to look into it. The least he could do is warn people if he sees anything... strange. (Not that goblins themselves weren't strange enough.)
He'd come prepared, bringing his weapons with him and taking things slow. Every step he took through the woods was careful, doing everything he could to keep his boots from crunching in the snow too loudly. He used the trees as cover to mask his approach, and kept an eye out for any scouting parties the gobbies would no doubt have keeping watch over their territory. The way he sees it, they're not unlike pirates, or bandits of a sort, and as such they are dangerous and if he had to encounter any of them he wanted to be the one to get the jump on them... or safely run away, if he must.
What was their camp like? He kept an eye out for flags, walls, traps even, anything that would tell him he was getting close.
Where: The forests of Fayren, near the last sighting
What: If he can, Vyse wants to look into the rumours of the goblins unifying
When: Saturday, January 25 - Afternoon
Vyse isn't stupid. Upon finding the farm where the last reported sighting of the Goblins' strange Ram symbol, he'd taken to the direction of the nearest encampment. If the people of Genessia thought it was weird for these little green buggers to act that way, then Vyse thought a good way to spend his time was to look into it. The least he could do is warn people if he sees anything... strange. (Not that goblins themselves weren't strange enough.)
He'd come prepared, bringing his weapons with him and taking things slow. Every step he took through the woods was careful, doing everything he could to keep his boots from crunching in the snow too loudly. He used the trees as cover to mask his approach, and kept an eye out for any scouting parties the gobbies would no doubt have keeping watch over their territory. The way he sees it, they're not unlike pirates, or bandits of a sort, and as such they are dangerous and if he had to encounter any of them he wanted to be the one to get the jump on them... or safely run away, if he must.
What was their camp like? He kept an eye out for flags, walls, traps even, anything that would tell him he was getting close.
Yes, you just SEEM like a paragon of righteousness.
But Skeletor, huh...? He's going to have to commit that name to memory, assuming his memory's on the ball after getting shot at by a laser cannon. As soon as Trapjaw even moves that big cybernetic arm, Vyse knows it's time to move, and that shot of a laser just misses him as he leaps aside.
It's a lot more jumping and dodging than he cared for. Yeah, some ranged support would have been great right about then - Aika, Gilder, heck, Cupil would have been some help.
"That's a nice arm you've got there! I knew a guy with one a lot like it!" Vyse shouted, side-stepping another laser blast to have it just miss him by passing under his arm. He responded in kind, slashing his main-hand cutlass through the air to send a wave of energy at the guy, and following with a spin to launch yet another from his off-hand just in behind it - one vertical, one horizontal.
I totally am tho
The Doomseeker is still hovering nearby, watching everything going on.
"Hold still ya little-- huh?" Hey, hey, nobody told him about sword lasers! He'll stop his shooting for a second and switch his arm to a shield configuration, catching both waves on it but still staggering back a few steps from the impact.
But would a coward do this? ... Bai!
... To run away. Rather than charge in while Trapjaw is staggering, Vyse turns and high-tails it for the closest tree, dashing to the edge of the clearing. He leaps up, his impressive jumping skills landing him on branch to branch until he's suitably high up, keeping an eye out for that Doomseeker.
"Hold still? No way! If I did that I'd be blown to bits. Come on, seriously."
Yes, that's exactly what a coward would do.
He looks around for a second before spotting Vyse retreating up a tree. The Doomseeker is still hovering around, keeping nearby.
"Hey! Get back down here, punk!" Out comes the cannon again and he aims upwards carefully before firing off another blast Vyse's way.
Not a coward; but a captain
As the cannon comes out again, Vyse is off, leaping fortunately from one tree to the next. When he does, the tree he was on gets decimated, torn down by a force unlike anything he'd seen from a cannon quite that small... This goes on for a while, with Vyse leaping from one to the next, sometimes just barely able to grab onto a branch and swing to another.
After a while of this, he's panting. "Hey! Maybe you should try shooting where I'm going to be instead of where I am!"
He can only hope he's easy to manipulate. All this leaping around serves a purpose, as he's trying to get as close to the Doomseeker as he possibly can. When it's just close enough to be a decent leap away, he looks down at Trapjaw and reaches up to stretch his lower eyelid down and stick out his tongue.
"Nyeh, come on already!" He yells down, "You're not going to catch me like that!"
Then, he makes a leap for the Doomseeker. Of course, the goal isn't the Doomseeker exactly... he comes a bit short, purposely, to instead fall towards the ground. But if he's lucky, and Trapjaw is as dumb as he looks, he hopes there's a friendly fire accident.
A coward captain
But, hey! Thanks for the tip, Vyse! Now he's got you.
"This time I'll get ya, ya lousy, stinkin'...." He takes his time, aiming when Vyse makes his jump and fires again... and then that grin drops right off his face when the blast hits the Doomseeker and blows the mechanical spy right out of the air.
Trapjaw's jaw drops.
It's a tactical retreat, man!
"Hey, nice shot!" The boy grins, standing up straight. Taking Trapjaw's moment of awe, Vyse offers a little salute before turning and dashing off into the woods. It was time to bail on this guy while he had the chance. As he runs, he checks his phone. It seems he's gotten a message. Could he use help? Well, it's a little late it seems. He shoots Fayren's Guardian a little video quip back.
Now that he's done that, it's time to make it back to the road, and then back to the city. But damn if he isn't tired... he needs somewhere to catch his breath, somewhere to stop, but he doesn't know just how quick this Trapjaw is.
You keep saying that, maybe one day you'll believe it.
She just... stands there until Trapjaw can see who she is. Well hai there. She heard you've been making trouble in her forest. She gets a face pulled with a stuck out tongue, before she moves a little to the left, enough that he'd have to redirect slightly is he wants her instead. Baiting. Or, you know, hopefully enough of a distraction that more of a gap builds between Vyse and Trapjaw.
Nah, only a crazy person would try and take this on by themsel- wait a sec...
No. He reasons with himself that if she is the Guardian of Fayren, then she has the strength in some form to back it up. That said, he doesn't stick around and instead continues on his way - but not without offering a little wave to her as a silent sort of 'thank you' and 'be careful' before leaping over an over-turned tree and carrying on.