the beasts in the forest (open)

[thedookienut]

Samuel sighed, readjusting his standing position. He glanced over as Damien became level with him. He gripped his sword tightly and prepared for anything that headed his way.

The sun was beginning to set. Long, red rays were sent through the sky. He lunged for a goblin as it came closer. He caught its shoulder and watched it trip. He brought the blade of his sword down against its bare neck, watched the head roll across the floor.

He took in a deep breath, hoping he wouldn't throw up. The sight had gone straight to his stomach, his rather weak stomach. He pushed his sword into the ground, leant on it and kicked the severed head as far as could.

[WolfEnchantress]

Damien sw smuel kick a severed head, then lean on his sword, not looking too well. hopefully these goblins would be gone soon enough. He swung at an oncoing one, his fist crashing into it hard enough to knock it to teh ground. He stomped on its neck, hearing it crack and saw the blood seep around his boot as the thing gurgle, drowning in its own blood. Damien looked away. He'd had quite enough of these goblins.

He stopped for a moment to clear his head, then searched for Wompy. He was the best fighter of all of them, and he was their best chance. He was so absorbed in searching that he was clubbed t the ground and was delivered a fairly brutal kick to the ribs before grabbing and breaking its foot, then snpping its neck. He got up wearily.

[thedookienut]

Samuel cringed as the club smacked against Damien's head and kicked in the ribs. He attempted to swing for the goblin, though was beaten too it.

"It'll be all over soon. They're retreating." He smiled, shifting his weight from his sword to his foot. He yanked it out of the ground and leant back against the rough bark of the tree. He glanced around, searching for they're other comrade. He darted his eyes between different fights, finally closing in on Wompy.

[wompy]

when finally the goblins had all been either killed or had run wompy returned and slumped agaisnt a tree near samuel and damien. Wompy was finally tired, he had fought two battles in under 24 hours it seemed. he fell asleep and started to dream strange dreams...

[WolfEnchantress]

They were gne. Finally. With no more danger, Damien's legs gave out and he dropped to his knees in a wave of dizziness. His head screamed with every loud noise, and he was sore everywhere. Dozens of new nicks and cuts covered his flesh, one particularly nasty one where the goblin's steel- tipped boot spikes had got him in the side moments before. His previous wound was reopened. His jeans, now his only article of clothing, were torn and bloodstained.

He looked at Wompy, who had immediately fallen asleep upon the goblin's retreat. He looked mostly unharmed, to his releif. It was amazing how he fought and sustaines so little injury.

Damien glanced to Samuel, slumped against the tree, and saw he fared no better. His foot was swollen and purpleish, and blood covered him. He cringed upon closer inspection to the ankle...it looked more painful than anything he had on himself.

Damien lisened. The birds were chirping again, which was a sign of no more danger nearby. If there was, the forest would have been quieter.
"We should rest here at least until Wompy wakes," Said damien. "then we should get out of here, and quickly. But for now we should probably wash off. Do you think you can make it t the strem with my help?" He asked, stumbling to his feet.

[thedookienut]

He sighed in relief when he noticed the goblins finally leaving. He began to breath normaly again, though still a little fast. He glanced at both men, each seemed as weary as he was.

He watched as Wompy dropped straight to sleep, and Damien slowly got to his feet. He nodded breifly, wincing as he leant forwards.

[wompy]

wompy saw in his dream two people locked in combat, one was a great, hulking beast of a man fighting an equally scary lizard. they both turned and looked at him and slwoly turned and jumped at him. he woke with a start, looking around he saw that he was alone. slumping against the tree he started to clean and polish his maces and then his leather boxing strips. sighing he finished and tended to the punture wound he got from the arrow stuck in him, he was lucky he as a lizard healed quickly.

[WolfEnchantress]

Slowly thay made their way to the river. It was only about thirty yards away. He heard crackling in the brush, and figured Wompy was awake.

"Wompy!" e called back. "We're over here, call if you need anything!" He figured Wompy wouldnt lie to think they left without him. He vaugely wondered if Wompy was injured and if he had gone back to sleep.

Damien easily slipped out of his cloth shoes ad they walked, leaving them on the sandy river. When they got close enough he could see the water was cleared than he had first assumed it would be.

"Once your in, the water should keep you well enough afloat so you dont have to put any weight at all on your leg," Damien said to Samuel.

[wompy]

wompy stood up silently, noticing some pain in his side where he had been hit with the arrow, he also saw that his scales were beginning to turn red due to the blood stains that had been brought on by the battles with the beast and the goblins. He figured that soon he would need to shed his skin. running over to them he dived into the riverand began to rip at his skin...

[thedookienut]

Samuel pulled his shoe off one foot and eased his other of slowly. He cringed at the large purple bruising and vile swelling. He limped into the water, wading out until he couldn't reach the bottom. He felt the cold water refresh her skin, cleaning his wounds.

He glanced up hearing sudden thunderous footsteps speeding towards them. He ducked and watched as Wompy dived in the river and began rippong at himself violently.

[wompy]

soon all of his old bloody skin was gone, standing up he saw that his new skin was emerald green. unlike the faded old skin he used to have this skin seemed as hard as diamonds, it was smooth and everything as well. "i could get used to this"

[Muzz]

Not far from the river, in the direction of the clearing where the battle had just taken place, could be heard the sound of branches snapping heavily. In the low light, the silhouette of a hulking figure could be glimpsed through the trees.

[WolfEnchantress]

Damien had finally gotten a breif moment of relaxation in the cool water, feeling the water begin to wash the blood from his skin, when he heard the sanpping of twigs and branches. Immediately he waded back to shore in concealed exasperation, picking up his sword.

"Hey, Wompy, Samuel. I'll be right back, I'm going to check out what's over there," He said, and took a tentative step forewords. The goblin's blood nor his own had completely weashed off but seemed to spread so he was covered in filthy, bloody water that he dsperately wished he could wash off. His entire body fely like lead, and all he wanted to do was drop back into the river, bt he progressed slowly, cautiosly, his sword in front of him. He wished he had his cloak. In only his ripped up pants, anyone would recognise him, and with the people who wanted to kill him that wasn't good.

"Whoe's there?" He called, his voice losing all traces of hesitance and he stood upright, ignoring the pain in his body., "Show yourself!"

[Muzz]

As Damien's voice rang out, the rustling and snapping of twigs ceased abruptly. Despite his demand, nobody came forward to claim credit for the noise.

[wompy]

Wompy shouted to Damien "i am coming as well, we can't have you injured anymore". turning to Samuel he said "are you going to come."