Adventuring in the Mountains

Roark had been doing a rather long jog as exercise and had ended up in some huge mountains. That's what happened when you go running for three hours though. The slopes became steep, and Roark was finally getting tired, so he sat on a rock to breathe. He spotted a rather strange woman and decided to walk over and brag.

"Hey, what's up?" He folded his arms and gave a skeptical look.

Roark was absolutely stammered by this woman's rudeness and audacity. He stuttered for a bit and then yelled, "Do you know who I am! I am born of inheritance and riches! You-you-" Roark looked the woman up and down and realized she probably wasn't poor herself. He folded his arms angrily. What a b'itch. Roark thought to himself. He would voice it aloud, but Roark wasn't quite that blunt. "What's a frail thing like you doing up here in the mountains?" The woman wasn't a frail thing, but she was a jerk, Roark figured this would rustle a few feathers.

OOC: Good humor? I don't remember that.

Most people would have left by now, but Roark was taking this bluntness as an insult, which made him want to stay more.

"Look Queenie, I don't care who you are, you've insulted me, and now you will apologize." he said, his head up in anger. His body started turning into metal, going from the eyes outward.

"Obviously, you're an idiot. You're really going to take me on?" Kanana laughed, not worried in the slightest as the sky rumbled with thunder and her arms and staff began crackling with electricity, staff in hand now. She was irritated, though, as her hunt was completely ruined now. "Well, come on now. You've wasted enough of my time.

OOC: Didn't you read about her laughter? Yeah, that was good humor.

@Olive: Anytime, now, dear...

The two had come to a sort of standoff. Roark was full metal now and was preparing to launch his Herculean body at the powerful queen. 1, 2, ...3...WHAT THE!? Roark looked at the sky in horror as a group of five Guertha were flying at Roark and the Queen. Don't they travel alone? Roark shouted in his mind. One of them struck and tried to strangle Roark's neck, but it's metal coat wouldn't budge for the beast. Roark tore at it with his sharp metal claws and it fell off in tatters. He looked over at the queen and nodded his head. A truce...for now, he thought to himself. Roark noticed more of the snakes flying out of the trees now. What could be making these things act this way? "Let's do this!" Roark shouted in his raspy metal voice. He jumped into the air, his heavily built leg muscles throwing him at two more of the serpents. He ripped them in half pretty easily and landed nicely on the ground.

Olivine had come to the mountains because she felt that something was wrong, she normally wouldn't go near them, she hated the mountains. They were so dirty and full of animals, and, well, she was kind of scared of the legendary Wyvern.

But nonetheless, something was wrong, and it was up to the queen to fix it. She looked around a bit, some animals, some clouds, a bunch of Guertha hunting as a pack, a metal guy, wait, what? Guretha were supposed to travel alone! She reached for the bow she borrowed form her armory back in Oloco.

OOC: Since she borrowed the bow, I'm not going to put it in her weapons inventory, just understand she has it.

Roark had been thrashing the snakes quite handily. They really had nothing they could do to Roark, well, at least he thought. He had been shredding a very long guertha, and hadn't noticed that three more were wrapping around his legs. One problem with a metal body is the lack of nerves. Roark didn't see the snakes until his legs were slammed together by force, and he fell to the ground. They continued to wrap his arms against his body, and he made a metal shriek to alert the Queen that he was in danger. He had not noticed the other woman yet.

Roark was too prideful to thank the Queen and got up without looking at her. He continued cutting up some snakes, and he began to notice their numbers dwindling. It looked like the battle would be over very soon as long as there were no further interruptions. But that wouldn't happen, now would it? A sound unlike the shimmering of leaves echoed across the clear sky. It grew louder, and louder, and compounded until it was clear that the trees were not making this noise, but rather a snake's hissing was the origin of the breathy whisper. The volume increased, notifying the trio that the serpent was moving quickly and closing the distance between it and them. Roark spotted a shimmer of movement in the leaves, and his eyes made out the largest snake he, and possibly anyone, had ever seen. It's length must have been longer than a two story house, and it was much bigger around than Roark was, even in his metal state. He wasn't sure if even two of him would be as big as the beast. Roark had been dumbstruck for so long that the creature was nearly to them, and when he realized he shouted, "What the h'ell is that!?" is his grating metal voice.

((Guertha don't have eyes))

((DAMMIT! Oh, and by the way, Gmail's on the fritz. Keeps trying to download something, but I can't open the file, so...yeah.))

Olivine was incredibly scared, so she prepped an arrow. But realizing that with her accuracy, she'd be more likely to hit Kanana than the beast. She put her arrows away, they wouldn't help her anyway, the thing was MASSIVE! And her powers wouldn't help either because she would kill Kanana as well. So she stood her ground and did nothing.

"Good luck, Kanana!"

The queen went for a stab to the snake's "face." Her spear made a beautiful whistling sound as it was driven at the serpent creature. Unfortunately, the sound that meant unmatched speed also made it easy to hear. The blind creature's great listening abilities allowed it to throw it's head out of the way, and the slick scales did not help Kanana hold it with her feet. The guertha slithered to the right, and once it was safe, reacted by tackling the queen with it's gargantuan weight. Roark was stunned by all this, and only mustered up the courage to run to the creature's middle where he started scratching at it with his sharp claws. His lack of outer nerves haunted him once again though, as the back of the creature's tail crept on him and tied Roark up. I can't believe I let this happen again.

Roark realized the creature was so strong that his metal body was starting to dent. The horrible sound of creaking metal echoed out into the woods. Roark started screaming in real pain, he could definitely feel that. His claw were doing tiny bits of damage to the snake from the inside, but there was no way Roark could get out on his own. He looked at the queen and shouted, "Shock it! Shock something!"

Roark was about to take the hand, but noticed a bolt of electricity pass between them. He wasn't worried for the queen, she controlled lightning afterall, but it did give him an idea. "Hey Queenie, how about you fill me with electricity, and I can tackle the thing. It looks like the shock will stun him and give me time to kill it." He showed her his long claws and said, [color:fd5a=009999]"I can reach the brain through it's nostrils, rip it to shreds and all that."

Roark was incredibly surprised by the queen's strength. She managed to lift him up into the air and then even throw him at the guertha. A metal man wasn't exactly light. Roark realized that something he'd never felt was growing inside him. Was it respect? He'd never respected anyone before, since he was pretty sure he was the greatest person on Earth, why would he? Roark brushed off the thought and focused on the killing. He landed on the snake's head and felt the electrical charge transfer from him to the snake. The serpent froze from the paralysis caused, and Roark took the opportunity to slam his sharp claws into the guertha's skull, using the nostrils as a sort of gateway. Once his weapons were inside the head, Roark thrashed them around in any direction he could. The brain was tarnished and many things necessary for survival were cut off. The snake did not come out of its paralysis and instead fell onto the ground with a sickening crash. It seemed to be dead.