[ ..just what did we pick up?.. a little one who bears the eyes of 'anzluof'… A little one whose soul has been touched by 'evil' … I must make a sacrifice to the heavens soon… For only by the gods favor had we diverted the coming of a malignant one… Truly this child must be more tainted than first thought… Those outbursts...uggg… This little one seems to think that trying to find a mate is… Revolting… I know not of any person who is like this… Must be the malignant touch that had grasped its fingers around his soul… Am I a bad person for wanting him to leave?...no…no anyone would want to be rid of a troublesome one!... Even it is a child… Although this little one may not actually be a child… That terribly foul mouth... Thankfully the little one seems not know too many foul words… Actually I don't think I can be rid of this troublesome… Brother has been taking a liking to him… ] jzn glared at the troublesome one; Joc had been for the past 2 days, blocking all attempts at flirting that the 'newcomers' have been trying…and considering the age of most the newcomers it was happening quite often.
He had also succeeded in causing a rift between kzn and his mate, although that was not exactly joc's fault, it was most likely was going to happen eventually; but it was fairly problematic for such rift to occur before a big hunt, When emotions run high working together becomes difficult.
"Mountain!!...look!" kzn called out in southern demonic and pointed off into the distance. Joc looked over where kzn pointed towards… And like the 'Southerner' called out there was that hulking mass of flesh and bone. It was just standing there doing something, although neither joc nor anyone else could quite make out what it was doing. The pair of brothers, kzn and jzn as well as the other adult members of the tribe gather together and started discussing their plan…or at least that's what Joc assumed.
It took the little meeting a few minutes to come up with a plan, after which jzn went over to the little ones said something and pointed over to a nearby bloodstone pillar. He then came over to joc "little one you go with the others to that pillar, the hunt should be fairly easy but just in case." "are you fucking joking you think it will be easy kill that bastard!?" "…yes...what little one are you worried?" "yes I am, I have had to deal with some pretty fucking monstrous beasts before and let me tell you if you think that it is going to be fucking easy, than you must be a shitty Hunter! You best have some pretty powerful poison to take that damn thing down!" "Poison? We are not using poison, It would make the meat go bad." "…what?...WHAT! are you all fucking suicide!" jzn just sighed, shook his head and just left. He was not going to humor this foul mouth, troublesome child anymore; he had a hunt to complete.
[..fucking damn it… Just had to go and assume…that they had an actual had a plan that might succeed… I thought that they would have some sort of poison…but no they are not going to use poison…fucking idiotic mongrels… that fucking bastard cunt of a beast… It is not going to go down so easily…if it is anything like the boar bears I know… if you piss it off, it will not let you go… damn boar bears are some of the more dangerous beasts… that fucking berserker rage… that unrelenting desire to kill you… you can't just scare off a boar bear… no you piss it off it will kill you or die trying…killing a boar bear is not so easy… They can take a fucking surprising amount of damage before going down… Even then they will play dead to lure you ....and the cunts will take a bite out of you… Cunning and unrelenting… two fucking things you don't want in a beast…uggg…FUCK..] joc highly doubted that the Southerners were going to be able to kill the beast. But he didn't trust that the 'little ones' weren't going to panic and giveaway their hiding spot.
So joc decided to stay with the hunting party, hoping that they will at least hurt the beast enough to give him a chance to kill or at least cripple it. He couldn't quite have these Southerners dying on him; they are the only thing they can possibly lead him out of this shithole, as well as possibly fixing whatever the fuck is wrong with his soul.
The hunting party gathered around jzn and the warlock began to chant, while the others put their hands on the warlock. So Just like whatever the spell the warlock used on joc, the one that the warlock was currently chanting was also in that strange tongue; a language which joc could not make heads or tails of. The chanting went on for a good few minutes, before finally the spell was manifested and promptly casted on to jzn; whom started to visibly glow.
[…body… Enhancement…spell?... FUCK!!… I am fucking screwed…HOW THE FUCK IS THAT GOING DO ANYTHIN…wait… is that arrow entirely metal?...fuck look like it is…ha… that may actually fucking work!] The arrow that jzn drawn from his quiver was made entirely out of metal except for the fletching, he already had his longbow out. The bow was fairly close to jzn's height and was made of what appeared to be dense bone or horn.
As jzn started to draw, a loud creaking sound came from the longbow. Not only that but it appeared that jzn was straining to pull back the string; a string which appeared to be close to snapping at any time. Jzn purplish body was starting to clearly strain from the stress, his joints audibly creaking, his normally not particularly large muscles started to bulge and swell; his body appeared as if it wanted to collapse on in itself or tear itself apart from the strain.
As a string reached just barely pass jzn's cheek he let loose. All the force in this longbow which was more fit to be a siege weapon than a hunting one, was released sending the metal arrow flying in a speed that joc didn't even think was possible. The arrow left in its wake a small shockwave and bursts of ear ringing sound, which produced a powerful gust of wind. Before joc let alone the beast, knew it the arrow plunged straight into the beast chest leaving behind a ever so faint trail of light that was fading quickly. Joc could see in the distance the beast collapsing
[THE FUCK WAS THAT?!..NO FUCKING WONDER THE SOUTHERNERS WERE SO CONFIDENT! ] joc was shocked, he honestly did not know that anything could actually go that fast. Joc looked over at jzn who's legs were shaking, threatening to give out. […that spell… that fucking spell… a body enhancement and correction spell… was able to take out that fucking Goliath… I Have to reevaluate these… Southerners… they are more powerful than they appear…ugg…best learn from my mistakes and apologize…wait…wait..no..no OH FUCKING SHIT!!]
The beast which joc thought had been killed… Was now getting back up on its feet, it turned and looked over at its assailants; its body language saying it was utterly pissed. Once the beast got a good look at who would dare attacking it, the beast came to but a single conclusion. It needed to turn these audacious opponents into paste, which will preferably collect in the divots that its hooves would produce. Making a nice delicious and nutritious red puddle filled with plenty of calcium, that is easy to slurp up.
"THE FUCKER ISN'T DEAD!!" joc screeched at the hunting party as the enraged beast started to charge at its now mortal enemies, but strangely the beasts didn't roar. The hunting party whipped their heads over to look at the direction of the beast and it was in fact charging in their direction; they promptly let out shrieks of panic. They have never actually encountered a beast that could take a direct hit by one of the metal arrow and still fight back.
joc rushed in front of the hunting party and started to chant a certain spell "`~*~*~~~**~~**~" but of course that horrible cacophony spewed forth as usual. A black eerie spear of light started to form between his hands, the light spear spell started to greedily devour joc's mana. As the spell progressed Joc was having trouble containing it.
As the beasts started to near and get closer and closer… joc finally casted the spell, which promptly started to screech until it finally plowed straight into the charging beasts face producing a searing explosion of light. It of course did very little to actually damage the beast, but it did succeed in blinding it.
"MOVE!" joc screamed, which the hunting party quickly took to doing. Joc and the hunting party dashed out of the charging beast's way. The beast maybe owing to a level of intelligence, didn't seem to be panicked from being blinded and instead stayed the course, hoping to make some sweet calcium rich red nectar. After the beast trampled past the area which it believes its quarries were and realizing that there is no wet feelings on its legs. It turned around and started looking around with side of its head; utilizing its primitive eyes to locate the slight distortion that could possibly be its quarry.
The Goliath almost seems to grin, as it located its prey yet again. "AH FUCK MOVE, KEEP MOVEING! CIRCLE AROUND IT!" joc screamed the meanings of which was promptly relayed in southern demonic by kzn, who was currently carrying jzn.
"ARROWS, MAGIC, WHATEVER JUST FUCKING PELT THIS CUNT!" joc words were promptly translated and then acted upon. After dodging out of the beast's way joc and the hunting party started to bombard the beast with quick action spells. The beast would then turn around and charge at the hunting party… the hunting party would then proceed to dodge and as the beast was relocating them they would let off a spell.
This back-and-forth would continue on and on for some time, the beast unable to catch its prey before they dodged and the hunters unable to do any significant damage.
"JUST …WHY… WON'T…YOU… FUCKING… DIE!!" joc breathlessly screeched as he yet again dodged. Although the beast was nearly entirely covered in its own blood, its skin marred with punctures, lacerations and scorch marks, the beast just chugging on; Although at a decreased pace. It was the same for the hunting party and joc, they kept on Blasting and dodging… But their movements were becoming sluggish and their aim sloppy. The battle had become one of endurance…and the massive beast was winning. What made this fact even worse was that the beast was quite aware that it was winning.
The beast could barely contain its excitement… Yes there is a good likelihood of it dying from these wounds either due to blood loss or infection and in some sense the beast understood this. But in the end that mattered little for the beast, compared to the sheer delight that would be the sound of these most daring adversaries' bones shattering under its hooves. Yes the beast could die happily; knowing that it brutally and joyfully killed and mutilated it's most stupid BUT ambitious quarries of yet.
"~*~**~~~*....." joc had tried to chant another spell but something went wrong. He was tapped dry, in both mana and stamina, but this was a situation of life and death so he tried to push himself… All Joc got for his troubles was convulsions and handfuls of black blood sputtering forth from his mouth, he then proceeded to collapse… In front of a charging ecstatic beast [UGG FUCK!…AHHGGGH…WHY!...NOW!?]
The beast was already too close and the hunting party had already dodged, there was no saving joc. That is if the beast didn't just pulled an emergency maneuver to avoid joc, like it had three days ago. The beast like it had previously, soared through the air. Proceeding to plow into the earth digging a trench just like it had previously, albeit this trench was a bit less impressive.
Also unlike the other occasion the beast couldn't just shake off the crash this time. Its muscular legs struggling to not give out as it attempted to stand. But no matter how hard the beast tried it couldn't get back on its feet. Sticking out from the side of his chest was the metal arrow; the force of the crash, forced the arrow which was lodged deep in its large chest out the other side piercing its second lung.
The Goliath of a beast had been fighting the entire time with the arrow lodged in one of its lungs, which had filled with copious amounts of blood which now spilled out of the now gaping hole where the arrow used to be. Now with its other lung punctured combined with the blood loss, the beast had started to asphyxiate.
[…AHGGHH..UGG..HA…HAHA…THAT…IS…FUCK …YOU…CUNT…] Although joc mind was marred with confusion from the pain that resonated forth from his convulsing body. He could still can see and understand that the beast was dying.
The beast finally was dying and of all things… it was because it had tried to avoid joc…