Sunsinger and Shadowrunner [Zakal]

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

"I want to have a pavilion someday," Sama'el said, sharing his life goal, "so I need to save as much as I can. I don't need to be rich, but I need to be able to support a wife, or wives, and children. I need the actual pavilion, but I need horses, livestock, everything like that. I don't mind starting small, but I have to work and earn the ability to support all those things. And then I will be an Ankal." He smiled at Zakal. "Don't worry. Two hunters are better than one. Hopefully we can carry home enough game to feed us and save some and make some money on top of that." He nodded at Zakal's suggestion and halted their progress. A word in Pavi was all it took to set Dohaina to watchfulness. This was something she had become used to already. Sama'el closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he began to regulate his breathing, following the flow in and out until he reached a state of relaxed concentration where he was able to step outside of his body, the world suddenly teeming with criss-crossing lines of energy. It always seemed more concentrated the closer he was to Endrykas, but even out here there were flows of information to tap. Seeing Zakal's curious gaze upon his body, the silvery etheric body of Sama'el brightened with amusement and then swam down a stream of energy on the lookout for easy prey. It took him several minutes to change courses, letting the flow of information take him, tasting what was coming in from different directions, and then come back to himself. Climbing back into his flesh, everything tingled as if his limbs had fallen asleep, but his eyes fluttered open, and he gave a shaky smile and took a quavering breath. "Zibri," he said. "A good sized herd." He took a few steadying breaths, testing his balance, then shot a grin at Zakal a grin before Dohaina took off in a new direction, presumably toward the cattle-like beasts.

[Zakal]

Zakal smiled an nodded. The hunt was going to begin finally. He gave Drikan a whistle, then chased after Sama'el and his strider atop of his own. It didn't take long for him to smell the familiar scent of Zibri dung. They were very close. He slowed his speed to a trot, hoping that Sama'el would follow his lead so the Zibri wouldn't hear them. Drikan normally waited for Zakal to him him the okay to continue, but this time he didn't. Zakal couldn't call him back, fearful that the herd of cattle-like beasts would hear him. He would have to let Drikan go on. Zakal looked to Sama'el and slowly rode over to him. Silently whispering to him, he said "Drikan will find us the weakest link in the herd, we'll want to be on either sides of him when he begins to bark. That way, we can close in quickly." He didn't like to make orders, so he had tried to make it sound more like a suggestion. Hoping that Sama'el would listen to his advice, Zakal and Silentstorm quietly padded over to the left of Drikan, on the side of the herd of Zibri. He wasn't sure if Sama'el made it to the other side or not, he quess he would find out because Drikan started to snarl, bark, and run at the herd. The attack was beginning.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

Sama'el could lead when the situation called for it, but he was not above following when someone else was better equipped to make decisions than he was. So he slowed to a trot beside Zakal and nodded in acceptance of his plan. But he flashed a few hand signals in grassland sign, saying only that he hoped they would manage more than one zibri. With a grin, he trotted Dohaina over into position on the right of Drivan while unslinging his shortbow and pulling an arrow from his quiver. Almost as soon as he was there, the dog began to charge the herd, making noise fit to wake the dead. With the merest nudge from Sama'el, his golden mare shot forward as he quickly nocked his arrow and sighted the one Drivan had singled out, an older female zibri. Aiming for her hindquarters, he let loose and had another arrow pulled before it planted in her flesh. Pleased, he hoped they could run her down, finish her off quickly and humanely, and catch up with a second before all was said and done. "Lucky shot," he said, but the wind tore away his words. Only Zulrav heard them.

[Zakal]

Zakal moved in fast, but not faster than Sama'el. He watched as an arrow flew through the air and plowed into hindquarters of an older female. Zakal drew his own bow and using years of practice, released the arrow after a short exhale. The arrow whizzed through the air and thumped into the soft flesh of the lower flesh of her neck. She would bleed out quickly. But Drikan still acted on the dieing Zibri. He leaped into the air, snarling viciously. Drikan was large for his age, just over a year old. But he still expertly lodged his teeth into the throat of the weakened Zibri. He latched on tightly above the arrow, as she slowly began to go to the ground. Zakal tried to meet Sama'el's gaze and nod his head to the fleeing herd. Pointing towards the smaller male in the back. He was with his mother but he had a bad limp, most likely a birth defect in his back leg. Drikan would not be able to finish off this one. So he hoped that Sama'el would release the second arrow that he had drawn into the small Zibri. They would most likely have to work together in close quarters to kill the little one swiftly, the mother would be a very dangerous threat. He drew his short sword after putting his bow on his back. Sama'el was not a member of the Emerald Clan, so wasn't a natural hunter. But Zakal could tell he was a great leader. A leader would be able to know what their partner was thinking. At least, that's what Zakal hoped. OOCI hope you don't think I was god modding in this post, if so let me know and I'll change it.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

Two arrows and a dragging bite to the neck would finish off their first zibri. He caught Zakal's glance and nodded, turning Dohaina with his weight toward the lame young male. Whispering a prayer to Caiyha, he aimed and fired an arrow with the desire to cull the herd of its weakest link and keep the suffering to a minimum. Dohaina pounded the ground, chasing the arrow to its target. They would have to trust their first kill with Drikan, who couldn't keep up with Striders galloping at top speed after prey. With a quick turn of his head, hair whipping in the wind of Dohaina's passage, he checked on Zakal's progress, and then turned back to keep his eyes on the prize. Instead of nocking another arrow, he slung his shortbow back over his shoulder, leaning down like a racing jockey, and preparing to draw his scimitar should the wounded zibri's mother turn to attempt a defense.

[Zakal]

Silentstorm's strides were quick and long. Zakal was closing in quick. Sama'el's arrow wounded the small zibri. Zakal watched has his hunting partner drew his scimitar, Zakal took to the right side of the small zibri and took a chance. He leaped off of Storm, small sword in hand. He was in luck. He landed straight on the small zibri's back. However because of the speed they were going at, the small zibri's birth defect, and the deep wound that Sama'el's arrow gave it, they both began to roll. His sword dug into the side of the litte zibri. It slid in with ease, stabbing straight into the heart. The impact of hitting the ground knocked the wind out of him. Before Zakal could even think of getting up, the dead zibri rolled on top of him, pinning down his legs. Before he knew it, Zakal was trapped and watched in horror as the mother turned and charged straight for him. His sword was still inside of the child zibri and was out of reach.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

A Cyphrus Strider ran faster across its native prairies than a zibri, and Zakal's fall and kill had distracted her more than anything else could, which freed Sama'el up to deliver a more precise strike. He drew his scimitar, holding it steady and to the side so as not to slow Dohaina's pace, but rather urging her on. She was Zulrav's foal. At the same time, he knew he had to kill the mother zibri fast, or at least distract her from Zakal long enough to pull himself out from under the young zibri's corpse. Dully glowing red res seeped down from his hand along the blade of his scimitar. As they approached the charging zibri, Sam rose up in his yvas, scimitar poised. As Dohaina shouldered her aside, away from Zakal and her fallen one, Sama'el brought the tip of his scimitar down into that intermediate place between where neck and shoulder were one, his mind thrusting the res down deep. Once past Zakal, he tore his blade free and Dohaina veered away from the zibri. Then the res caught fire.

[Lariat]

Sama'el

Experience:

Leadership: 1 xp
Tracking: 2 xp
Hunting: 2 xp
Webbing: 1 xp
Reimancy: 1 xp
Scimitar: 1 xp
Shortbow: 2 xp
Tatics: 1 xp

Lores:

The Uses of Webbing for Hunting
Avoiding Glassbeaks
Hunting Strategy: Targeting the weakest in the herd
Effects of Reimancy on a Zibri


Comments

This was an interesting thread and a well written one at that. Well done, it was a joy to read. Sama'el for your part in the hunt, upon selling the Zibri flesh at the market in accords to your skill of preservation and skinning, you earn a total of 160 gold mizas for the two adult Zibri's and the lame calf, as well as ten pounds of Zibri meet to have prepared as you see fit.

Zakal, if you come back simply PM me and update your ledger and I will award your grade, as well as your share of the of the hunts profits. Keep up the good work.