An angry deer.
An angry deer.
Creeping north along the tradeway, the Sy-tel-quessir avoided directly walking the road, preferring the perceived comfort of the nearby wood. The road was quiet in the dawn, save for the chirping of songbirds awakened by the rising sun now peering its gaze over the tops of tall trees.
Suddenly on high alert, the elf froze as the rustling in the underbrush grew louder. Emerging from the brush was a medium sized doe, she had not yet noticed the frozen elf's presence. Deftly planting his spear into the moist, dew-covered ground, the elf unshouldered his longbow and nocked an arrow. The arrow flew, but its path was not true. The deer was struck in the foreleg, its vitals unharmed.
The elf cursed, it was every hunter's responsibility to ensure a clean death for his quarry, and he feared tracking the wounded deer through the underbrush would prove a daunting task. His anger at his poor shot quickly turned to shock when the deer, rather than retreating as is usually their wont, began charging. Quickly he nocked another arrow and let it fly, but a quickly moving deer approaching head on is a difficult shot for any archer.
His shock quickly turned to fear as his arrow flew wide. What sort of deer attacks its attacker? Was the deer protecting a fawn, rabid, diseased, or possibly infect with lycanthropy ...was it a weredeer!?!?!
The elf dropped his bow to the ground, and, grabbing his spear from the ground, he prepared for the beast's attack, but it was on him too quickly. The angry doe bit down upon his shoulder...hard...hard enough that he could feel the warmth of his own blood trickling down his chest beneath his armor.
In a moment of panic, the elf reached for one of the healing draughts at his side. He popped the cork from the glass bottle and raised it to drink in its waters, but at the moment the doe again lunged forward in an attempt to bite down again upon the elf. The healing potion was knocked from his hands into the air!
Spinning in the air, the potions contents found their way onto the wounded doe's leg, right at the spot the elf's arrow had penetrated. The doe relented its attack, taking a few steps back. It looked at the elf for a brief moment, then turned to calmly meander back into the undergrowth.
The elf stood there, frozen and in shock over what had just happened. Minutes, possibly, passed before the elf could regain his composure. Calling upon his powers of nature, he healed the wound on his now aching shoulder, then gathered up his bow and continued along the road.
There would be no venison that day.
Suddenly on high alert, the elf froze as the rustling in the underbrush grew louder. Emerging from the brush was a medium sized doe, she had not yet noticed the frozen elf's presence. Deftly planting his spear into the moist, dew-covered ground, the elf unshouldered his longbow and nocked an arrow. The arrow flew, but its path was not true. The deer was struck in the foreleg, its vitals unharmed.
The elf cursed, it was every hunter's responsibility to ensure a clean death for his quarry, and he feared tracking the wounded deer through the underbrush would prove a daunting task. His anger at his poor shot quickly turned to shock when the deer, rather than retreating as is usually their wont, began charging. Quickly he nocked another arrow and let it fly, but a quickly moving deer approaching head on is a difficult shot for any archer.
His shock quickly turned to fear as his arrow flew wide. What sort of deer attacks its attacker? Was the deer protecting a fawn, rabid, diseased, or possibly infect with lycanthropy ...was it a weredeer!?!?!
The elf dropped his bow to the ground, and, grabbing his spear from the ground, he prepared for the beast's attack, but it was on him too quickly. The angry doe bit down upon his shoulder...hard...hard enough that he could feel the warmth of his own blood trickling down his chest beneath his armor.
In a moment of panic, the elf reached for one of the healing draughts at his side. He popped the cork from the glass bottle and raised it to drink in its waters, but at the moment the doe again lunged forward in an attempt to bite down again upon the elf. The healing potion was knocked from his hands into the air!
Spinning in the air, the potions contents found their way onto the wounded doe's leg, right at the spot the elf's arrow had penetrated. The doe relented its attack, taking a few steps back. It looked at the elf for a brief moment, then turned to calmly meander back into the undergrowth.
The elf stood there, frozen and in shock over what had just happened. Minutes, possibly, passed before the elf could regain his composure. Calling upon his powers of nature, he healed the wound on his now aching shoulder, then gathered up his bow and continued along the road.
There would be no venison that day.
Heero just pawn in game of life.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
Re: An angry deer.
We need to come up with a 'best library entry' prize and award it to this.
People talk of bestial cruelty, but that's a great injustice and insult to the beasts; a beast can never be so cruel as man, so artistically cruel.
Re: An angry deer.
Can it be a triumphant doe, perched high atop the trophy, overlooking an elf weeping into his hands at the base?paazin wrote:We need to come up with a 'best library entry' prize and award it to this.
Heero just pawn in game of life.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
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Re: An angry deer.
Nice piece of work Heero 

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Re: An angry deer.

Re: An angry deer.
I assume yes.
also I now understand why Heero dies so much.
also I now understand why Heero dies so much.
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Re: An angry deer.
Yep.t-ice wrote:Did this really happen in-game? And was it, "Damn it, I clicked use potion with the enemy targeted"?
Heero just pawn in game of life.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
Re: An angry deer.
Very entertaining. I really enjoyed this read. Heero you should write some more.
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Re: An angry deer.
hehe, well I am not going to write a story about my latest deer encounter, but I will post an OOC description...
A doe just killed the idiot elf with a single shot. Critted. Dead.
A doe just killed the idiot elf with a single shot. Critted. Dead.
Heero just pawn in game of life.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
12.August.2013: Never forget.
15.December.2014: Never forget.
The Glorious 12.August.2015: Always Remember the Glorious 12th.
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Re: An angry deer.
Damned if you do, damned if you doe.
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Re: An angry deer.
My first ALFA PC, an elf on Shadowdale, was killed by a deer within 6 hours of roll-up. And it wasn't even a close fight. Deer won handily.
Poor Amanyar....he didn't even make it to the Embergreen farm.
Poor Amanyar....he didn't even make it to the Embergreen farm.
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Re: An angry deer.
I can't believe I missed this before. Pretty good writing Heero. I heard the story, but did not know you posted it.
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Re: An angry deer.
This makes me feel better about fireballing your first pc. 

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Re: An angry deer.
What did the doe bite him with? Deer really don't have bitey teeth!

