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Apr 30, 2017 14:48:02 GMT
Post by huntress on Apr 30, 2017 14:48:02 GMT
Sophia took out her bow and prepared three arrows. She shot all three of them at the same time striking three suitors who dropped dead. Couple others stared at her angrily and advanced to get her but she was quicker than them and as she ran she turned and shot some more arrows striking the suitors down.
The girl hid behind a thin column quickly and counted how many arrows she had: 35. Sophia cursed but thought they should be enough as long as Stelios, Prochorus and Iason also kill at least twenty each. Sophia looked up at the column that wouldn't hide her for long and thought of a tactic. As a hunter back in Thrace she would climb to a tree to have a better sight and be relatively safe from the beasts below. Since she needed time to load the bow and she couldn't take anyone down with bare hands, the girl decided she best climb to a higher ground and strike suitors from there.
Sophia started climbing but a suitor grabbed her leg; she screamed and kicked him in the face knocking him down temporarily. She kept climbing up to a safe height and wrapped her legs around it so she could have her arms free. She shot couple of arrows striking down suitors but her legs were already starting to get tired. Sophia had to regularly rest and wrap her hands around the column already regretting her tactic.
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Ithica
Apr 30, 2017 18:07:54 GMT
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Post by Iason, the Uniter on Apr 30, 2017 18:07:54 GMT
Iason grinned at his amazing shots. A suitor raced towards him, but Iason plunged an arrow into his throat, then ripped it out and threw it at another man. It slashed across his cheek, and Iason followed it with another arrow.
Iason whipped out his sword and slashed another suitor across the throat. He fell in a gurgle of blood.
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Ithica
Apr 30, 2017 21:59:42 GMT
Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 30, 2017 21:59:42 GMT
Prochorus stabbed another suitor and dodged under the blade of another. The two suitors advanced, one stabbing for his face. He moved aside but it cut his cheek and the other one kicked him in the chest, throwing him down. He lost his spear as he rolled away from one sword. He grabbed the suitors weapon, kicking him away from it and blocked the other's slash with it. He fought his way up, exchanging blows until he found an opening and ripped it across the man's chest. The other suitor was back, charging towards him, screaming. Prochorus spun underneath the wild swing and swung the sword so hard it lodged in the man;s face in a shower of blood and flesh. His bones crunched and the impact rolled up Proc's arm. He let go of the lodged weapon and collected his spear, fighting off a group that advanced at him.
"What's Stelios doing?!"
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Apr 30, 2017 22:28:52 GMT
Post by huntress on Apr 30, 2017 22:28:52 GMT
Sophia kept releasing arrows striking down suitors. She had 15 more arrows left. She prayed the others would deal with the rest of the suitors once she runs out of arrows.
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May 1, 2017 11:56:07 GMT
Post by Child of Lightning on May 1, 2017 11:56:07 GMT
Prochorus suddenly spied Stelios, just standing there as some suitors approached him. With a roar the demigod leapt through the air, the wind propelling him upwards and blasting back some suitors from his takeoff. He flew high above the crowd and landed on the five suitors attacking the son of Ares with a crash. There was a tangle of limbs and Proc managed to free himself. He lunged forward and tackled Stelios to the ground as an arrow thudded above their heads.
"Get moving, mercenary!" He cried to his blank face. He cried out in pain as a sword cut across his shoulder and just managed to roll out of the way of another. He had to protect Stelios, who didn't seem to be coping so well with the whole ghost thing. He fought off a few, as his arms started to get tired. He'd gotten another cut above his eye and blood was dripping into his slowly. He blinked it away and speared a man, before kicking hi off the end. He eyes suddenly fell upon a huge suitor, carrying a massive axe. He tried to move back and stumbled on a body, losing his balance. At that moment the axe came down. Proc raised his spear shaft as a last resort and the suitor's weapon cleaved straight through the weakened Olympian bronze.
A snap and a small explosion as the godly metal burst blew both the demigod and suitor backwards. Proc hit his head hard and rolled on the ground dazed. As his vision slowly started to focus he saw two more men climbing over the many bodies of their dead companions, anger etched on their faces.
"Why couldn't you just let us be?!" One cried, raising his weapon, madness etched on his face. Proc was dazed, unable to move. He reacted instinctively, pushing his hand forward and calling on the winds. Unlike Sciron his fear managed to summon the power needed and a blast of force threw the two men far into the air, their limbs twisting until they dissapeared from sight. Proc took a large breath, feeling sick and beaten. He managed to push himself to his feet and grasped a small axe but his head was pounding and he hoped the others would protect him.
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May 1, 2017 13:59:23 GMT
Post by huntress on May 1, 2017 13:59:23 GMT
Sophia noticed Prochorus' distressed and kept releasing arrows to anyone trying to approach him. Realising her arrows would finish soon she decided to do use them a bit smarter. She scanned the scene with her strong eyesight and saw a suitor standing just in front of another one. Sophia pointed her arrow and released; the arrow pierced the first suitor in the eye, then it came out from the back of his head and pierced the second one as well. She kept doing some divine archery maneuvers, striking multiple suitors with one arrow but her arrows were not infinite unfortunately and were coming to an end.
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Ithica
May 1, 2017 19:10:09 GMT
Post by The Muses on May 1, 2017 19:10:09 GMT
It was over suddenly. The suitors lay dead, Antinous lying in a pool of his own blood. The wind picked up, and the warmth left the air as Odysseus reformed, clapping. He laughed a hearty northern laugh, moving forward confidently, stepping over piles of dead suitors.
"Your reputation for hospitality is fast becoming le-gend!" He cried. "Now," he said with Sean Bean's voice. "Who is your leader here?"
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May 1, 2017 20:03:03 GMT
Post by huntress on May 1, 2017 20:03:03 GMT
Sophia jumped from the column and approached Odysseus, her head held high. "I am the leader."
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Ithica
May 1, 2017 21:12:43 GMT
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Post by Iason, the Uniter on May 1, 2017 21:12:43 GMT
Iason looked awkward. He reckoned Sean Bean Odysseus wasn't going to be too fond of him.
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May 1, 2017 22:01:42 GMT
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Post by The Muses on May 1, 2017 22:01:42 GMT
He looked over them all, even the slow looking Stelios who looked like he'd finally seen enough.
"You helped to kill the suitors," he murmured. "For that I can forgive your certain...," he looked at Iason. "Indiscretion. And it also means I am in your debt. Antinous was not lying about his curse. In killing him though, you have broken mine. No longer must I protect Greece from their wrath." He bowed his head. "I offer my assistance, in payment."
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Ithica
May 1, 2017 22:24:17 GMT
Post by huntress on May 1, 2017 22:24:17 GMT
Sophia also nodded in respect and said: "I am glad we were of help. We don't want any payment. We just want an answer we have been looking for quite some time. Could you possibly tell us where to find Psyche?"
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Ithica
May 2, 2017 10:16:07 GMT
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Post by Iason, the Uniter on May 2, 2017 10:16:07 GMT
Iason nodded in agreement. Maybe he would have answers.
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May 2, 2017 12:46:28 GMT
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Post by The Muses on May 2, 2017 12:46:28 GMT
Odysseus let out a wry smile. "That is payment is it not? You should watch your words, demigod. You may say something you do not intend." He looked around his palace, a wistful look in his eye.
"I miss this place." He turned to Sophia. "But I see many things in the Underworld. Hear many things. Your goddess is home, of course. The home of her family. Guarded by a beast worse than you can possibly imagine."
He looked at them, waiting. "Envy," he told them with a crooked smile. "But why worry about Psyche. I fear even your talents may not save her from herself," he told Sophia. "Devote your talents to other pursuits."
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May 2, 2017 12:54:32 GMT
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Post by Iason, the Uniter on May 2, 2017 12:54:32 GMT
'Play your games on other demigods, not us, Odysseus. We have work to do,' Iason told him firmly.
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May 2, 2017 13:08:09 GMT
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Post by The Muses on May 2, 2017 13:08:09 GMT
Odysseus turned to him. "You have your bow, and I have my words. We play with the toys the gods give us," he said mildly.
His attention snapped back. "You'll find your goddess in her old family home. The name has been lost to time, however. I suppose the divine do not want to be reminded of their mortality. Sail your boat 4 miles east. I'm sure you'll find it," he smirked.
"I must warn you of something, godling," he told Sophia.
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