Event Six.

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If you see this hairy creature Your first choice should always be to run Otherwise you had better hope You have silver bullets in a gun.

he full moon hangs brightly over the Town, hovering so low that it almost feels as though you could reach out and touch it. It should be comforting. But as the howl of wolves fills the air, it's anything but. There are werewolves on the prowl, and their target is very clear -- the Town won't be able to last without your help. Welcome to Awash's sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[tendershepherd]

[Sorey watches Nyx fight, keeping an eye on the wolves' movements too.

When one of the wolves is burned and separates from the others he watches it carefully, keeping his sword up. As expected, the wolf comes right back.]

Watch out!

[He leaps to be back to back with Nyx, blocking the wolf's attempted assault with his sword and struggling for a moment before pushing it back.]

Man, these things are strong...

[sirnyxalot]

More like daemons than actual wolves. [The other three close in and Nyx shakes his head. One leaps in at them only to smash into a barrier he summons while slicing into another’s nose.]

[tendershepherd]

Yeah. Back home we have hellions and these guys are as strong as they are. But they don't look like the ones I know.

[sirnyxalot]

Different to the ones I know, too.

[Although they are attacking at night.

Nyx pushes forward, done playing defensive. The beasts are vicious but at the end of the day they're child's play compared to what he's used to. Baring his teeth back at the closest wolves, he taps back into his magic and phase steps out of the way of one's bite; his kukri finds a home on the underside of its jaw.

Twisting his body, he extends his other hand to the next one. Lightning arcs out from his palm in a bolt that blasts clear across the road. The remaining wolves begin to look concerned.]

[tendershepherd]

[Though not as lethal as Nyx, Sorey does his best to keep the remaining wolves away from them both. A few frenzied movements later and the growling around them has substantially died down.

Sorey's panting, his sword still out in front of him in case one attacks from the dark still. But no more wolves are lunging at him.]

Is...Is that all of them?

[sirnyxalot]

[Nyx waits a moment to respond, listening intently. The wolves that had still been alive beat a fast retreat back into the woods, and after a moment Nyx is confident that they're gone for now. Not a one of them was unscathed.]

Think so.

[He lowers his blades at last and moves to step on some burning grass. Starting a forest fire might keep these things out, but he doubts it would turn out well for Chroma either.]

Are you hurt?

[tendershepherd]

[At Nyx's confirmation, Sorey allows himself to visibly relax. He breathes a sigh as he lowers his sword back to his side.]

No, I'm okay. Just a bit sore.

[He hadn't fought for that much sustained time in a while, and the wolves were stronger than they looked.

He turns to face Nyx now.]

You?