Flaunting The Power

Preface: Hello once again!! To help kick off my vision for role-playing in this forum and beyond, I'd like to open up this thread. Consider it a sandbox of sorts. Post in-character actions for your own amusement and edification, both as a role-player and a writer.

Feel free to respond to one another's posts as much or as little as you like. It will at the very least familiarize you with each others' personas. As long as the general rules for these forums are followed and you stay in-character, you'll be doing fine.

To kick it off, I'll start with the following:

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The full moon shines bright tonight against the stone of the Moon Gate. The doors are thrown wide open to allow the moans of the slaves in the enticement pens to trickle down the slopes of tower crag and into the vales of Lycanwood.

Gloomfang stands proudly at the gates of his domain and allows himself to salivate as the promise of the hunt fills his savage mind. His keen senses can hear the distant hisses of the vampires as they attempt to penetrate the pine forest. He can make out the snarls of the newborns from far-off Cromwell Manor where his love, the great Lady Acacia Arianna guides the newly-turned. And he smells the stink of The City to the East, a foul den of corruption, yet filled with so many tasty morsels of manflesh.

He knows no fear and neither do his people. The danger and intrigue about them is heady wine.

"Come to me, all you foolish ones," he growls to the night. "Come to me and die!"

From the pits below the Cromwell Manor a shreik can be heard, then the snarls of the new cubs. The Lady Acacia smiles with a glint in her crystal eyes, "feed well my children, for tonight with the rising of the moon we join your new master in your first training hunt."

The Lady lifts her muzzle to the Tower Crag and sends her Lord and Love, Gloomfang the Devourer, a greeting howl, He hears the message on the wind. "Tonight we teach our new children together"

Then she see's the young wolfling Sugarbaby dragging into the decaying courtyard a young vampire, it seems to be newly turned, Acacia smiles "come my lovely share your find with me" She begins to quiver with hunger, The lady loves the young ones, the new blood is rich and gives her such a rush, as though from a potent potion, druging her mind she loose all thought of time or reality. Her only thought is the blood and tender flesh, feeding slowly barely hearing her Love Approach...

As LordInfamous witnesses the carnage, he becomes insane with Bloodlust. "I need to feed, now" he growls to himself, as he stalks off to the forest to hunt for prey. Suddenly, the air is thick with the scent of blood, which almost drives LordInfamous to the breaking point. Following his nose, he finds what he has been hunting. A small group of three very young vampires feasting on a human carcass. Half-crazed, he attacks! The fight was over before it began, the three fledgling vampires lay slaughtered at the feet of LordInfamous. In a frenzy, he begins to feast. Suddenly, he is startled by laughter, laughter so evil it chills him to the bone. LordInfamous looks up to see he has been completely surrounded by his former allies-fully matured Vampire Nobles! "Fool, you have fallen into our trap. Now, you die!" bellows the largest one. Knowing this may be his final battle, LordInfamous crouches and prepares himself for an epic battle, that he knows he probably won't survive. Suddenly, he hears a familiar cry -aaaarrrrrrroooooooo!!!!! LordInfamous's mouth turns up in a sneer, knowing that the tides have suddenly turned. Time seems to slow as he turns and attacks the largest one.......

Two pine trees are splintered by great arms and a stentorian bellow of challenge vibrates in the air.

A pack of werewolves enters the clearing, jaws drooling, tongues lolling crazily.

And at their head stands one, eyes ablaze with hellfire, claws flexing as his throat rumbles with blood hunger.

LordInfamous can almost hear the piping of the thin accursed flutes that wail at the center of all chaos as the mindless lunatic Other Gods chant the hellish words. Ia Azathoth! Seba'i Sthughn! Ia, Ia, Ia...

Gloomfang has come! With a savage leap and snarl of utterly-mad battle lust, The Devourer pounces upon the closest vampire, bears him to the ground in a fury of teeth and claws, and in a moment, tears the leech's throat out.

His jaws clotted with gore under the light of Luna, Gloomfang turns his fiery gaze upon LordInfamous. "Feed, my brother! Taste your birthright. Kill. KILL THEM ALL!!"

She was sleeping within the manor walls when she heard the cries of slaughter... she sprang to her feet and called... come my young ones... tonight we feast with the Master...

As they approached the clearing they see LordInfamous and Gloomfang together take down a mighty Vampire... the blood lust comes apon the Lady and she wails her approach... The two Monsterous wolves turn to look and see her magnificents as she takes one of the fledglings to the ground and with one swipe of her claws ivecerates her victim... the vampire looks in horror as his intrails spill to the ground and he watches the young wolves beging to eat him alive... she takes no blood from him....

The Lady swiftly senses one has fled... and is after him before the two giants can blink... she catches him easily and holding him by his verminous neck thrust her clawed hand into his chest, ripping the beating heart out... Gloomfang finds her slowly licking the heart sevoring the warmth and sweetness... "Good Hunt My Dear" she whispers to him... "I so love the young ones!"

And then turning her nose to the sky Howls "We Are Werewolf! Fear Us!"...

At the far east end of the valley RAGE, Vanity walks through a meadow lined with great Weeping Willows. She admires the beauty of the meadow surrounding her- the delicacy of the Stargazer Lillies, the profound sadness of the Bleeding Hearts, and the vibrant pink of the Spider Lillies. As she stands there, a cool breeze blows, mixing the sweet smells of each beautiful flower into one wonderous aroma.

In the far distance, almost imperceptible, Vanity sees the Tower Crag, and as the cool breeze continues to blow, she could here the howl of the Lady being swept away by the wind.

As the sound of the Lady's howling subsides, Vanity wonders if the Master of Tower Crag would be willing make her a strong ally against our enemies, the vampires. So, Vanity sets out on her quest for an alliance.

LordInfamous watches the beautiful young werewolf as she appears deep in thought. He thinks to himself "I think that she could become a very strong ally". He remembers many things that has happened to him, good and bad. Friendship and Betrayal. He has a good feeling about this wolf, though. Although you wouldn't know it from watching him on the battlefield, LordInfamous is quite shy around female wolves. Especially ones that are as strikingly beautiful as the one 20 feet away from him. Building up as much courage as he can, he approaches her. "Hello, friend Werewolf, my name is LordInfamous and I am a proud member of Lycan at war, and a friend of Gloomfang".

As The Lady Acacia see the young female werewolf, Vanity, approach... she notices LordInfamous become interested... and smiles to herself... This should break that stotic presence... LordInfamous is huge and brings terror to those who dare go against him... but to see him fumble and stumble over himself as he approaches Vanity is sheer hilarity...

Vanity is beautiful, almost delicate... but as fearsome as LordInfamous... and did The Lady not already have Gloomfang's heart... she would be jealous of this new Lady...

Acacia Howls a greeting to Vanity... "Welcome sister, you are indeed a powerful ally" Come meet my Lord Gloomfang."

As Vanity approaches Tower Crag, she takes time to familiarize herself with her surroundings- the way the trees sway in the wind and how beautiful the woods look under the light of the full moon.

She immediately senses she is not alone. She turns and affixes her gaze upon a young male werewolf who has eyes as striking blue as her own. He shyly approaches her and introduces himself as LordInfamous, a member of Lycan At War and a friend of Gloomfang. Vanity smiles to herself, finding it cute how shy he seems yet how fearsome he appears, and says, "It is nice to meet you, LordInfamous. My name is Vanity, a member of Legions of Kaos II. I have come in hopes of an alliance between myself and your family."

From the Tower Crag, both Vanity and LordInfamous hear the greeting howl of Lady Acacia, and with this warm welcome, Vanity is escorted in to the Tower Crag by LordInfamous.

The cold iron of the Moon Gate is carved with hideous glyphs that seem to cast shadows of their own, living ciphers describing unspeakable rites and invocations that would drive any human mind into the depths of insanity. The glyphs are accompanied by symbolisms depicting hideous monstrosities, impossible angles and unheard of schemas of time and space.

And pervading all are symbols of Luna, the dark young of the Great Mother, and pictograms depicting the first werewolves, blessed of the Black Goat, who rose from the dark forests where the Black Realm began. All showed that this place, ancient and unknowable, belonged to Shub-Niggurath, sacred to her finest children in this sphere.

The werewolves pass through the iron portal to the sound of the grinding of wheels and the groaning of cyclopean chains.

Inside, the reverberations dancing through the passageways carved from the living rock of Tower Crag waft to the ears of LordInfamous and Vanity. Both find themselves salivating as they pass the enticement pits, the groanings of the slaves awakening their animal passions for the hunt.

A torchlit hallway leads to great double doors which are drawn aside by two more of their kind, eyes glowing in the flickering flame and half-darkness of the Great Hall beyond. Proud, unafraid, the two lycanthropes step between great basaltic pillars that join the bone-strewn floor and the ornate ceiling inlaid with iron filigree.

There at the end of the Hall, sprawls a wicked throne, spires reaching up like claws, bathed in the jacob’s ladder of the moonlight which shines overhead through the iron grating of a huge rotunda. And in that throne…

A great werewolf, tall in stature, eyes glowing like the fabled hell-pits of the abyssal regions, sits languidly upon the seat of power. His claws constantly flex, sparking across the stone while his jaws drip with foul saliva. To his right, eyeing the two arrivals with curiosity and sinister intelligence, stands a great gray warrior werewolf in full armor and wielding a massive spear. And to his left, an alluring female lycanthrope crouches, one hand protectively placed on her lord’s knee, her gem-like blue eyes glinting with a cold fire that seems to penetrate the souls of the two werewolves who stand before the throne.

“Welcome,” the werewolf on the throne growls, his voice like a controlled temblor. “You stand before Gloomfang and the Granite Throne. Speak and be awakened!”

And as he speaks, LordInfamous and Vanity can somehow hear words in their heads: Ia Azathoth! Seba’i tsabgh thla. Ia, Ia, Ia!

Vanity bows then ascends the steps leading up to the throne to stand before the Master and Lady of the Tower Crag. "Thank you, Master Gloomfang and Lady Acacia, for your warm welcome. My name is Vanity, a proud member of Legions of Kaos II. I have traveled a great distance from the vallage RAGE in hopes to form an alliance between your family and myself. For I have heard many great tales of the blood thirsty nature of Gloomfang the Devourer and his family, Lycan At War, and found it matches my own. Together, we can rid the world of our enemies, the vampires."

When Vanity is finished speaking, she reaches into her satchel. She brings out a small hankerchief. As she unfolds the hankerchief, she unveils a large gold ring with a sparkling red ruby in the center. She offers this gift to Master Gloomfang. She once again reaches into her satchel and brings out another small hankerchief. This time, as she unfolds the hankerchief, a beautiful gold necklace lined with brilliant blue sapphires and glimmering pearls is revealed. She offers this gift to Lady Acacia.

Vanity bows once more to the Master and Lady of the Tower. She turns and meets the gaze of LordInfamous once again, and she can't help but smile for she finds him intriguing. Slowly, she descends the stairs to take her place at the bottom and awaits the Master and Lady's decision.

Lady Acacia shows no emotion as the stunningly beautiful creature standig before her hands the delicate gift to her... Then her Crystal eyes begin to spark... Gloomfang hears her whisper... "So beautiful, so powerful."