Topic: Oziendis back in action...

Oziendis Nightstalker

Date: 2008-02-05 18:19 EST
Oziendis had been brooding for months. Deep in his cavernous abode, pacing, plotting, planning. He was going to make his move soon, on those damnable dragons. That big silver one and the smaller blue one. he'd been after the blue one, Icer, since she was small. Perhaps he would not kill her but he'd enjoy tormenting her agin. He'd been bored. And a bored demon was never a good thing. Especially when it was Oz. The most notoriously nasty creature to stalk the dump called Rhy'din. He'd need a good snare, for starters, something Icer would respond to. The bigger silver dragon would respond to Icer's troubles, so he would not have to worry about a separate trap. The question was what to do' There was the small dragon shiva, whom Icer had tried adopting, he knew, and Shiva seemed to be a misfit. Dangerous at worst a nuisance at best. Perhaps he could use her to attract Icer. It could work. Those mushy maternal instincts would be her very downfall. He just had to locate that runty little beast to be his bait. Perhaps he could even use her for his own purposes after he was done with the larger blue....A slow evil grin spread across his scarred and ugly face. Yes...Shiva it seemed would be the key. He grabbed a satchel of chimera hide and began packing it with odds and ends, and a package of fresh human flesh. He had heard the little beast has a taste for it. He was going to lure her to him, and hopefully convince her to do his bidding..... After the satchel had been prepared he took a look around the it, and left. This would truly be fun, something he had not had in far too long. And Shiva, he hoped would help....

Gabriel Ashlocke

Date: 2008-02-05 18:34 EST
Gabriel had been training for an event like this. His tracking skills reflected those of Native Americans around the French & Indian war. He was skilled in his blade now. His powers had grown/ He had remembered Oziendis' power level and it seemed that he may have been near. Or at least near enough to do something.

Gabriel loaded his pack and dressed into his black Ninja armor. He placed his mask on and grabbed his blade. He made out into the wilderness. He would not only Track Ozi...But if he could. He would put a end to him.

He didnt hardly seem to leave tracks. Always sneaking./ Using the Angelic powers he had to make himself lighter. So he didnt leave trails. He didnt make many camps. And if he did they were scattered or he slept in a tree.

He would follow the River for a little ways. Then head into the trees. Not only to get his scent slightly masked but to get the bottom of his boots muddy in order to knock them off at a certain place and use it as a land mark for his search.

All he had to do was search and wait. Keep track on his gear and what not. He looked to his sword a few times. It reacted by shaking in his grasp when evil was near. Thats how he would find him. He just had to keep searching.

He looked at the area around him alot. Using the natural landmarks to guide him. On many of his trips to Earth he stayed with many peoples. One of his favorites were Indian tribes. They could teach him more then any he knew.

He would just have to rely on his training and animal spirit to guide his feet. Hopefully they would lead him to Ozi before he could do ANYTHING.

Shiva

Date: 2008-02-05 18:35 EST
Shiva had escaped the attentions of Icer, who without her permission had arbitrarily attempted to "adopt" her. The ghostly little dragoness snorted in disdain. Her real mother was out there somewhere she was sure of it. She just had no idea where, or even how they had been separated for that matter. Her wing had luckily healed in the time her mother had been absent, a good thing because she knew she would have been eaten if she had been in any way unfit. But that was not uncommon for her kind. It was merely a fact of life. Only the fit survive. Now she was fit, but her hunting skills had been neglected. She was after all, still very young. She had been raiding local grave yards digging up fresh corpses to eat, but only from those graves that concealed humans. Her mother, her real mother, had fed her human, and she had a taste for it. She was by all means a beautiful creature, but she was likely going to prove a danger for Rhy'din's near future. These were the thoughts running in her mind as she idly chewed on a not too fresh leg of a human woman who had recently been buried, and thanks to Shiva, un-buried. Her head jerked up and opal eyes narrowed as she heard footsteps approaching. She growled, to warn the stranger off, this was her meal and she was not about to give it up without a fight. She paused however when it was not an animal or human who appeared before her but a rather large and, foul smelling, ugly demon. She watched him as he stood motionless for several moments, with a smile on his face that would send men with stomachs of iron running and puking. She snorted at him and continued chewing the leg, never taking her eyes off the demon. After several moments she was surprised when he introduced himself.....and made her an offer she could not refuse...

Oziendis Nightstalker

Date: 2008-02-05 18:45 EST
He stepped out of the bushes and into the dim light, watching the smallish dragoness chewing what appeared to once have been a woman's leg. And from the smell, not too fresh either. He stood quietly watching her, watching him. He knew if he moved too quickly, she would likely bolt. So he waited. Smiling a smile that would sicken even the bravest of men, he knelt slowly, and reached into a large satchel he had brought just for this moment. He paused when he saw the beast tense, then resumed what he was doing, removing a large fleshy chunk of a torso, and yes it was fresh and human. He knew she little creature would be hard pressed to pass up such a treat especially if she had bee reduced to digging up graves for her meals. His evil eyes never left her as she rose and approached, nostrils quivering, the scent of fresh food drawing her boldly nearer. "Little one, if you want this meat, you will have to do something for me. I do not give out free favors." He watched for her reaction. She seemed to be thinking his words over, and he assumed she agreed without even knowing the terms because she snatched the morsel out of his hand with such vigor and force that she actually grazed his hand and cut him slightly. He tolerated this because he needed her to cooperate with him. He watched her as she consumed the meat, a look of dark satisfaction on his ugly features. "Then, we have an accord?"

Shiva

Date: 2008-02-05 18:52 EST
She'd taken the meat, she was too hungry for fresh food to really care what the hell he wanted of her. She chewed noisily ripping bloody chunks off the once-torso and chewing them to pulpy messy lumps which she swallowed with relish. When he asked if they had an accord she merely nodded without looking up. The task as claw was too important. And her stomach was too empty, despite the rather rancid bite she'd had just shortly before. She ignored his gutteral chuckling. More intent on slurping intestines up, she grunted. Blood was all over her face and snout, clotted chunks of it on her claws as she decimated her prize. After her stomach was satisfactorily stuffed she belched and looked up at the demon expectantly. "What is it you want, then?" The first time since her arrival in Rhy'din she actually bothered to speak to anyone. This, she thought had better be worthwhile.

Gabriel Ashlocke

Date: 2008-02-05 19:37 EST
He waited in the bushes. His sword tipped him off. He didnt draw it. He just got as low as he could adn as quiet as he could. Ozi wouldnt know what hit him. He would strike before it was known.

Defender beggin g for the taste of the villian. He was gonna be happy to ablige. He placed his hand on the Hilt and waited. He watched behind cold purple eyes. He was gonna sit it out for a few more moments. He watched and waited. He wasnt liking what he was seeing.

He sighed adn took action. He flew out in all speed. He was aiming to remove either a hand or his head. It would help some. He drew in a flash. His blade leaving a white arch in its wake.

He was standing between Ozi and Shiva. He wasnt paying any mind if a limb was lost or not. He wasnt about to let Ozi get another. Usually the dragons he gets either end up dead or...Dead...

"Oziendis Nightstalker...I believe your not gonna get this dragon for your own game to get Icer...It wont work this time..."

He looked to Ozi. He got ready and wasnt sure how smart this was. A person to his rear and front. One a demon...THe other obviously a dragon. He wasnt sure on this one. But one thing was sure.

The Kanji on Gabe's back read "Demon Slayer". His scarff was fluttering to the slight breeze that seemed to suddenly come about. He found the breeze cool and soothing. But at the same time warding and howling for blood. He kept his stance firm. If he wished it or not a dark hue was forming around him. Black tentacle looking things began to form from the mist surrounding him.

He looked at Ozi then over his shoulder. THe darkness would guard his butt for now. Unless the Dragon could disrupt it...then he would have a problem.

He was calculating the odds of survival. They were pretty much balanced. He even had a few hidden suprises Ozi didnt even know off...Say a few Demon capture ornaments and jars. Sealing Kanjis and oter things that would more then likely work on him. If that didnt work...All he needed to do was stab Ozi and Defender could disrupt the evil that he was.