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Hello again YWS, welcome to the second contest for the Young Writers Adventures. For most RPGs characters have to gain strength by gaining experience in battle. And what do adventurers battle? Monsters of course!
Here is the task, I'm looking for the meanest, most ferocious, insanely terrifying monster to wreck havoc on some unsuspecting world. That is where the amazing creativity of YWS comes in.
For this contest you will need to create a description of your monster: what it looks like, what it smells like. How many eyes does it have, etc. It will obviously need to be named, be as creative as you want. Where is the monster? What planet does it live on? (A brief description of the planets is attached to this post). You can have as much detail as you like. Think about a history, what kind of warriors have attempted to slay the beast before? Give a little history. Don't forget what makes monsters formidable and daunting, abilities. What sort of powers do your monsters have?
Now that you have your monster and a large amount of info on it, the fun part starts. The Writing activity to along with this contest is for each entrant to write a battle scene between your monster and whom or whatever you like. It can be a band of adventurers, another monster or whatever you can think of.
So, What you need to post to enter is:
Monster Name
Description
Abilities
Location
History
Battle Story
Here is an example based on a monster I already have.
Name:
Beta the Break Dancer
Description:
Beta is very thin, but has powerful legs and arms along with wicked fast agility. A thin coat of black fur covers his body and provides him with a soft cushion ideal for performing his sliding attacks. He walks much like a gorilla with all fours on the ground, but can transfer to his hind legs with grace and balance making him a difficult opponent to face with a sluggish sword.
Abilities:
Spinning Kick - Beta twirls on his back using his legs as powerful weapons.
Air Slam - With amazing Balance, Beta spins on one hand and smashes his powerful legs into his enemies torsos.
Break Dance Bash - Beta unleashes a fast moving and stylish combo of melee strikes.
Location:
Alereo - Beta lives in one of the abandoned mines near the pitch black equator,
History:
Beta was discovered on accident by a small group of miners. He was quickly classified as one of the Letterius monsters due to his masterful battle skills and quick cognitive functions. Of the miners who first encountered Beta, two managed to escape out of ten and one was so badly injured he died days later. Only two people have ever sought out to slay Beta. Neither were heard from again. One was a young Canine warrior from the planet Domestacia. The second was a Space Pirate looking to collect a bounty.
Battle Story
I'm not writing a battle story because I'm pretty sure you all can figure out what it is.
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Judgment will be based on the aspects of Creativity, Originality, and Syntax(Grammar, spelling all that good stuff.)
Good luck to everyone and I look forward to some amazing entries!
Contest Duration December 1st - 31st
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| Oooh, this sounds like an awesome contest. I shall have to think very hard about a scary monster...
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| Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 4:12 am Post subject: |
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| Surely there is more than one person going to enter. Come on YWS, flex those creative muscles!
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Rawr. I'm going to see what I can do. Cute and dangerous, Le Penguin can do.
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Monster Name: Elopirsprite
Description: A mischievous being, that promises to lead travelers to treasure or even safety. It has long piranha like teeth and it kills just as fast. They always seem to be alone, but when they trick someone millions appear and devour the unwary traveler within minutes. They have fairy type wings and glows different colours. They're very minuet but they're sharp talons inject a paralyzing poison.
They giggle alot and taunt you when you appear lost. No one has ever seen one properly. Often Elopirsprites are confused for lights of civilisation or even natural things like Will'OWisp.
Abilities: Paralyzing poison - Injects a fast acting poison that halts all movement except breathing and eyes.
Flight/Agility
Flash - Blinds
Mimicsy - Impersonates all manner of spieces to confuse traveler
Location: Tentorai - Often found in Jungles or marshes. Goes where people go for whatever reason. Except where buildings are. They live on an Island rumoured to hold treasure of 'The Great Bryant Qaid', but have been known to go off the island and kill unwary travelers.
History: For years no one could explain reason why so many bodies were turning up, or people going missing. It wasn't until a pirate and his crew ventured to the islands. That they were found out.
There were two survivor's and they talked of a being which had promised to lead them to the treasure. Then when they'd followed they surrounded the captain. One of the men told them that they'd been following one, but then out of nowhere millions came. They all ran and all through the night heard screams of their friends being eaten alive. At this the Leaders of Tentorai tried to stop people from going by making up rumours of a dangerous monster that breaths radiation.
Battle Story: Eduardo Law sighed, they'd been tramping through this god for saking jungle for days, he sincerely doubted that they were ever going to find Bryant Qaid deposit. The heat was atrocious considering he was wearing a heavy metal flak jacket and carrying a JX77 Laser Rifle and on his back a Energy sabre.
No, their captain was adamant. Even worse they were following a talking light. Oh how wonderful. Screw the treasure, it be so much easier to attack a trade convoy. He was just over twenty five, but already he had many scars from various skirmishes. His hair shone with blue highlights on his black hair. Yep, he was no looker.
A scream rang out and if Eduardo was curious; it was sure satisfied. The line of men in front of him vanished into the woods.
The sound of giggling coming from everywhere.
Standing impossibly still was the captain surrounded by thousands of the lights. What more it was like he was being dipped into acid. The captain was being devoured where he stood. The first mate who hadn't run could only gawp.
Eduardo aimed his gun and fired absolutely terrified. They dodged his clumsy shot easily taunting him with the monstrous giggles. He could stand it no more and hoping beyond hope he'd get out alive. He rushed over to the the first mate and pulled him away. Never looking back, but hearing screams all through the night.
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| Hurray for the first entry. All of you get a move on. Only a few days left and I don't want to have a default winner. That's just no fun.
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Hopefully this is okay.
Monster Name: Graneff – Dedicated, with much thanks, to Curves.
Description: Covered in strips of pink and purple fur, Graneff seems a soft, nice, creature. Looking closer it is seen that Graneff has a long, supple tail that curves at the tip with sharp spikes protruding out, beginning from 10 centimetres down. This tail is longer than its entire body, coming to a point at two meters long, while Graneff himself stands at about 90centimeters tall. While Graneff is small he is also very fast, and has an agility that allows for great leaps over large distances and his tail is one of great strength. His voice is of a medium range, ranging from clicks to guttural growls when the mood suits.
Abilities:
Spirit Wheel: A rapid launch leap that sends the creature spinning towards its target; use of claws and tail for damage.
Lost Soul: Rapidly moving, Graneff seems to disappear and re-appear behind an opponent, swiftly attacking before moving once more.
Charge: Direct attack, combining a barrage of hits with harsh whips of the tail.
Location: Most commonly found in the trees at the edge of the jungle surrounding the mountains of Quetzalcoatl.
History: Attacked one night without provocation, sliding through the trees and leaping into the nearest town. Graneff killed several villagers and stole a young male from the crowd. The man was later found beaten to death, his body lying over a branch of a tall tree. The villagers assumed that it was a one-time attack, and buried to body without preamble. Graneff attacked again once a week, often finding a new village. It took several months of attacks before the villages’ understood that Graneff would not be leaving. Some chose to leave the beast as it is. Others chose to attack.
Battle Story:
Shifting trees had his heart pounding wildly. The beast was here, he knew it, and his companions knew it, now it was merely a matter of time before it chose to reveal itself. Anger welled up inside of him, pumping hot blood through his limbs. The one they had named Graneff had stolen his sister from her duties, leaping from above as she wandered from their home, curling that vicious tail of his around her and disappearing into the distance. This would be his revenge, to kill the monster before he stole another such soul from their home without warning.
The breeze was low, the glinting lights in the sky highlighting the dark jungle around them. The sinister hiss of creatures and the low murmur of his companions set them all on edge. Not a one of them had travelled down the mountain before, and this was shaping to be a terrifying first trip. None knew if there would be another.
A crashing thud from behind had the entire group whirling in panic. Shredded, slivers of skin lay at angles to her body, blood oozed from her lips; she was dead. The cry tore from his throat before he ever thought to stop it, staring down at his tattered sister his eyes hardened in pain.
Turning swiftly he looked out over the tree line, eyes scouting each tree for signs of the monster. Unprepared, with no protection save a hastily carved spear, he was defenceless against Graneff, and he knew it. Attempting to keep his back up against one tree, to eliminate one angle of attack, he slid the rough weapon in his hands.
He had insisted, on the way down the mountain, that all those in the group make their own weapons from the tools at hand. Appalled at the rudimentary method of creation they attempted to resist, crying out at the reversal from their advanced lifestyles. There was a moment in his mind where the world had stopped and each of his friends disappeared in favour of empty mountain side. His anger had dissipated and he’d sat easily on a rock to carve his own spear. Watching him, his friends eventually picked their own positions, and created their own weapons. All the while they grumbled at the spears lack of use.
No one caught the swift movement of the monster until he was upon them, dragging one of his comrades up into a tall tree. An inhuman screeching began, and continued the entire way, until abruptly cut off nearing what seemed the tip of the tree. The splash of red was unexpected, spraying up to hit those closest with droplets of sticky blood. They could not see the body, being obscured by red tinged leaves, but knew their friend to have perished.
They scattered, each and every one of those friends he had left turned and ran, makeshift weapons thrown to the ground in misplaced haste. Echoing over the jungle, his calls were ignored as Graneff surged over the land to capture and kill them all. Despite the loss of his friends, he stood still, partway guarding the body of his dead sister.
He understood the beast’s mindset more now than he had before. Graneff was intelligent, distracting them with the body of his sister before stealing an example right before them. He had induced fear in them, making them scatter so that they would be easier to collect and kill. So intelligent, this Graneff, it was hard to understand why the beast chose to torment the Quetza in this way. They had not harmed the creature at all, and yet it chose to pick them off, one by one.
In anger he plunged his spear into the ground, watching it quiver in fear and excitement. Keeping his eyes on the spear he removed his backpack slowly. He blocked out those sounds he did not wish to hear, the sounds of his friends, his companions and brothers, dying due to their haste. Dropping the pack to the ground he stood, entirely unprotected save for clothing, waiting for Graneff to come.
Graneff landed before him, mocking grin bloody and tail swinging violently around the air about Graneffs head. He seemed to look right though him from the other side of the spear. His eyes soaking all he was, deciding whether this one pathetic Quetza would be worth the hunt. He saw the decision seconds before Graneff leapt forward, propelling himself into a tight wheel. Pushing forward he grabbed his spear, lunging forward into Graneff, taking the beast by surprise. He could see the spikes on the tail twitch as Graneff stood still, watching.
Without warning, he grabbed his spear from the ground, pulling until it yanked from the ground, forcing him to stumble back. Graneff took the chance, charging at him with as much force as he could. He lifted his spear, rolling so that the tip sliced across Graneffs short underarm. Graneff halted immediately, staring down at the thick blood oozing from his side. He bled well, the crimson liquid congealing quickly, although weakening him considerably.
The growl was feral, clotting up from Graneffs throat and spitting its way from his tongue. His eyes were vague and detached, rolling as randomly as his tail. He surmised, easily, that Graneff had never been hurt before, and couldn’t understand the action. Taking it as an opportunity, he struck again, tearing up against the beast’s throat. He had hoped to kill the creature, but it merely turned in hot anger, and stole his spear with his damning tail.
Fear raged behind his eyes, and he could feel the power shrug from his limbs. Watching Graneff come closer, he prayed briefly to the Gods, hoping one to take mercy on him as the beast wound his tail around his waist, pulling him close as he felt the tail tighten upon his flesh.
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It was the gurgle that was heard first, then the harsh crack of bone. Turning, the villager watched as the body fell limp. It slid down with sick grace as the monster let his spiked tail unravel from the crushed neck.
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| Can it be a monster we've created for a story, and if so can the battle scene be from said story? How long can the battle be? Can there be more than one of the monsters?
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| As long as it's the same kind of monster, sure. There is not word limit to the battle scene and I would rather it be completely original, but I will accept a monster from a story. Just as long as you wrote the story.
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Monster: The Dreich (pronounced- drike)
Description: Having lived for over a millennia and having surpassed its own species in a race for survival, it is the pinnacle of evolution and its history and origins are lost in its ancient past. As it hops from planet to planet, it is capable of adapting to its immediate environment within short time spans. Thus its physical features are quite a mystery. It is often confused for other creatures and researchers have been repeatedly baffled by it. Some claim it is a great hoax, some use it in their children’s bedtime stories while those researchers who have actually tracked it have often been listed as among ‘martyrs to the field of science, yet disillusioned by fiction.’ The Dreich’s intelligence and combat tactics have increased over the years, so much so that it has sprouted legends of Dreich armies, while only one living Dreich is known to exist. In its last sighting at Barsila, it was encountered by a famed group of bounty hunters and mercenaries. They were wiped out.
As for how I know this………it’s best not to ask. And even better to keep quiet about it.
Abilities: Apart from being capable of gradual but quick adaptation, it is highly intelligent and is known to carry never before seen technology. It is agile and is known to fight at close quarters. Its language and voice have never been heard before. The most astonishing feature or ability of the Dreich is its capability to heal its wounds over time, however grave.
Location: Its present location is believed to be in Ellisa where the Floras are said to call it ‘Ghorbani’ whose translation may be ‘scourge’ or ‘polluter’.
History: Mostly unknown. Many times in the millennium the Dreich has been known to take technology and energy from all over the galaxy. The YWS mods have declared it as dangerous among them and are purposely avoiding any mention or contact with His Eminence.
--transmission from Barsila to Alereo, intercepted by YWS.
And here my friends I recount to you a sad tale of revenge………
“O great scourge of the galaxies,
Undying scourge of our reveries,
Great is your misery and loathsome eyes,
For one who lives and never dies.”
---- From the old songs of the Floras, part of The Song of the Ghorbani written during the Dreich’s last visit to Ellisa.
Dilfer Nobuhass was eating a lapdof pie when YWS sent him the transmission. With it was a visa granted by the Floras to enter Ellisa and a compulsory hire by the mods with pre payment. What’s this you would ask? YWS never pays before hand. Too risky when handling such large amounts. But Dilfer they could be trusted. Dilfer sent the pie flying into his pirate mate’s face and hollered into the communication cord for allowance to leave the Golden Hind on his speedship to Ellisa. He would refuel en route.
Green. Their faces were green. Green with envy you could say. And so Dilfer thought as he stared into their eyes. They knew so little about combat…..and the fiend.
“We have reason to believe, Nobuhass-kin, that you have incentive for taking on the Ghorbani.”
“Incentive as huge as your finci-white hands, green-face,” Dilfer thought, but didn’t voice. He was not good at politics. At this point it would be educative to tell you that a finci is a very white flower like plant.
“I do.”
“And are you ready?”
“I was born ready,” he almost burst out, but only said, “As ready as your face is gre...”
“Then please accompany the officer to the fourth planetary quarter, the Ghorbani resides within a 100 mile radius, all you must do is kill it.”
On the underground cables that were the main transportation on Ellisa, one can move at such amazing speeds that the tree roots that line the passage might seem like a blur. Floras refused to cut the roots but instead used them as cables that provide energy in return for water. Dilfer had never been to the Grand Library or any other educational center on Tentorai his beloved planet from which his family was exiled. His mother had died and his father had become a minor bounty hunter, who was captured by YWS for service. Eventually the same happened with Dilfer. It was under YWS that his talents had sprouted. He gathered a wide circle of other hunters and hired armies of mercenaries. He had married twice and never loved, but then came Ellisa.
She was a handsome woman and no Kentai woman should ever come to Barsila, he was reminded of his mother. The rest had been like a dream. Now that he was in a planet of her name, the memories flooded back like a great torrent.
She was the one who had originally decided that the Dreich was no fairy tale and had a big bounty. Then Dilfer had been famous in Barsila and so was the fiend. The two had to meet. And when they did the Nobuhass Hunter Alliance was finished forever. And Ellisa with it.
‘Oooooooh……I saw the Ghorbani, ta dadada ta dadada
Wooooooah........i loved the scourge, oh dodo do oh lalala”
Dilfer shut the radio on the personal cable car as tears welled in his eyes.
“Kiyokradong, hinja weyashin?”
Dilfer stared at the Flora officer, bright eyed.
“Oh…..i was tellhing ye..ye…you…asking…why are you dohing this?”
Dilfer was about to scream at the officer when the car suddenly stalled.
He got up and stalked into sector four.
The vegetation was thicker than any frond or forest in any place he had ever been in. The strangest trees and shrubs seemed to stand like unbreakable walls in every direction.
The Flora was groping his way through the leaves and purple bulbs.
“Your scourge is somewhere in this place is it? It’s cordoned off?”
“Thhhe Deeeerike is somewhowhere inh thhhish seftor.”
“Illiterate.”
Though Dilfer was not exactly literate himself he at least knew the YWS special universal code- English.
“Heur?” the officer asked, “Heur hensad?”
Dilfer raised his blade to hack his way through a shrub, but the Flora suddenly caught his hand, “Don’t hurthhh the Planeth.”
“Dilfer simmered inside his head.
The next few hours went in slow and strenuous progress through the forest.
The fourth sector was apparently the most forested area of the planet. They searched the floor and the trees for any sign when suddenly-
“Ho….ho….ho ho ho…….khum opher here.”
The Floras words were getting more incoherent. It showed a large track on the muddy floor. It had seven fingers, long and unmistakable. Dilfer filled with rage. It was fresh. He slammed his fist into the print.
“Haaaaaaw? Tsk tsk tsk…” the Flora looked distressed. He got up slowly and then with a spatter of white blood fell over on his side.
Dilfer looked at the dilapidated head of the illiterate and said, “Crap.”
He raced across the opening and leaped into a shrub as more projectiles whistled across thumping against the trees and making gashes. Dilfer barely missed them. Then as he paused behind a tree he barely heard a rustle behind as a shot lodged into his thigh. He fell with a defeated groan.
A few moments of silence.
A few more.
A Flora stepped out of the shrubs and beckoned him. It had a different physique than the others he had seen. It dragged him to the side of a bush silently and helped him on his feet. They walked slowly over a shrub less path under purple leaved trees. He could see the planets sun and its tiny moon not far away. Grey bird like creatures were flying away from them hurriedly. Dilfer looked down at his feet. His thigh was bloody and he felt sleepy. His wishes for vengeance were defeated.
That was when he saw his Samaritan’s toes. They numbered seven. In Tentorai they say seven is the most lucky number and holds great magic. In Ellisa they say it is the number of the beast. His eyes grew wide.
Pain or no pain, he spun on his heel slamming the Dreich against a silvertree with finci flowers. The scourge gave him a wide grin on its green, green face and grabbed Dilfer’s collars. The Ghorbani had adapted to his environment.
Dilfer struggled. Let none say that he did not try his very best. He slammed his fists, he tore at the hide but to no avail. The Fiend twisted his head in a painful arch and then threw him away like a rag doll.
Dilfer pulled out his saber and a hand-shot and fired at it. It leaped across three rows of bushes and even as it flew horror flooded through Dilfer. Ellisa whispered from the trees all around him, the trees and the leaves. He saw her face her face close to his. And then Ellisa’s face became the Dreich’s.
With a jerk Dilfer moved his hand. It was the scourge’s turn to widen its eyes. It looked at the saber sticking into its breast. It thrashed around, squirming its hands and legs and then fell………..very still.
Dilfer too fell. On his hands and feet. He spat blood from his mouth and grabbed his thigh groaning.
“O crap, shit, I got him, I GOT HIM,” he yelled and fell on his side.
And stared into the Dreich’s wide grinning face. What he said then and there would not be decent to recount here as in other universes the swear words are perhaps a bit advanced and incomprehensible. Or so I would prefer t tell you.
Let it suffice to say that with all the screaming Dilfer lost his breath and there and then died. Among his last few sights were- Ellisa, both planet and girl, his uneaten lapdof pie
And perhaps on a lighter note- the grinning face of our friend the scourge and the quick healing of its wounds……….”
‘Oooooooh……I saw the Ghorbani, ta dadada ta dadada
Wooooooah........i loved the scourge, oh dodo do oh lalala”
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Atlantian, this is from a story I wrote...unfortunately, it happens to be fanfiction- we'll just see what we can do without its 'rider'. Well, here goes nothing!
Monster name: Nihil
Description: A hound-like demon/beast of three heads, whose eyes are poisonous yellow and its skin like slick parchment. Its stench will linger in your nose for days, and its baying is like a hundred hungry wolves on the hunt. All its teeth in all three heads are red as with blood, and its saliva a yellow liquid. Fifteen feet tall at the shoulder, each paw is three feet across.
Abililties: In hunting, it will first howl the Nihil Howl that paralyses its prey. It prefers to Snap with all three jaws wide, but will also Stomp smaller foes beneath its paws. It may also Sweep larger enemies (dragons and such) off their feet with its thick tail- short though it be (only 8 feet in length, but 4 feet thick). In packs, they will surround larger prey before leaping simultaneously upon it. Smaller game are usually Thrown high into the air and swallowed in single gulps by the Nihil that can jump highest.
Location: Its home territory is in the Realm of Evil, though there have been occasional sightings within other, more-populated Realms.
History: Unknown. Said to have been created by Death himself for revenge upon his sisters' percieved wrong-doings, they prowl the nights and slumber of many sleepy guards upon the walls or child sent to bed without supper.
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A mourning, wolfin howl pierced the night, startling the guard awake. Realizing he had dozed off at his post, he cursed at himself and slapped his face to bring him fully to wakefullness.
The howl came again, this time closer. The man stood straighter, the grip on his spear tightening, and listened again. He was definitely sure that cry had not been of the normal species of wolf.
'You been drinking too much ale before duty again.' He thought to himself, grunting as he shifted the weight of his shield on his arm.
He was about to fall asleep again when he spotted a small shape running franticly toward the safety of the outpost. Looking farther into the distance, he spotted what was chasing the poor lad.
A gigantic shape, at least as tall as the pallisade, pursued its quarry, that strange wolfin howl ringing out across the moonlit landscape. Three others followed their leader, one of their three heads lifted to give full-tongue to the hunting howl.
Before their dreadful baying could reach his ears- he remembered tales of the Nihil Howl where any who dared challenge even one would be paralysed to the bone- he called out a warning to the soldiers below: "Nihils! Bar the gate! Ready the catapults!"
The cry went up almost immediately, as some strange instinct had kept the soldiers up all night. They rushed from their barracks to the larger, double-thick inner wall, readying huge stones for the catapults and the three-foot-long ballistae bolts.
The guard turned back to what was happening outside the wall. Seeing the main gates start to close on his only sanctuary, the scout tried to run faster than he already was. But it was too late-- in one leap the lead monster had pounced on the puny soldier and tossed him into the air. His scream pierced the silence with crystal clarity before the beast's far-left jaws cut it off.
There was dead silence as the four Nihils stalked closer and closer to the walls. Dead silence before the omega Nihil bayed, its voice like a hundred of the most-hoarse hunting hounds the guard had ever heard. A soldier beside him screamed, shaking violently as the numbing sound traveled through his nerves. Unable to control his body, the younger guard fell forward over the edge of the wall into the leader Nihil's mouth.
Then, the unthinkable happened. All four Nihils, baying as they went, threw their weight at the wood gates, which were supported only by beams as thick around as the trees on their left flank and soldiers. The huge hounds' weights easily splintered the beams. Debris pelted the soldiers on the ground. The outer wall shook with the impact--
And then the Nihils were inside. The pack split immediately into the courtyard, one to each corner of the compass. Their leader dashed straight for the inner wall.
The first sensation to hit him was the stench, like a pile of compost except worse. There was the smell of dead, decaying flesh; of burning sap; his eyes watered with its power, blurring his vision so that he could barely see the three jaws that leapt up at him.
Screaming like he was still a child, he stumbled backward and into a stone crenallation some architect had had the foresight to place there. Shaking off shock and weariness, he steadied himself and readied the long, steel-tipped spear that he had somehow managed to keep in his hand.
The beast lunged again, and this time he and seven other soldiers were ready. As one body they plunged their spears into whichever nose on the hound's three heads they could reach, and the beast fell back with a yowl of pain and rage. Snarling, it paced back and forth along the wall, once, twice, then made a flying leapt onto the wall. Men scrambled to remove themselves from its path as its enormous paws scrabbled for a hold. With a mighty heave, the beast pulled itself up and over the tiny wall of stone in its path.
With on paw on the wall and one just inside the inner courtyard, the beast howled triumphantly, freezing the soldier's marrow and checking those in the midst of fleeing. The guard twisted his head around with a strength of will he hadn't known he possessed to watch his back, and saw that the other three Nihils had climbed the wall after their leader.
The howl's effects had worn off, and now he turned back to the leader. His eyes met the beast's, only inches from his face. His throat tightened in fear; he couldn't get a scream past even as the beast's middle head opened its jaws wide, howled its victory to the moon overhead, and closed its blood-red teeth over his whole body.
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Thank you all for your Patience. The winner of the Mx4 is PenguinAttack! for her entry of the Garneff. A very interesting creature that I look forward to creating and implementing in game.
A big thanks to all who have entered, it wasn't an easy decision but I thank you all for taking the time to create your entries.
Without further wait I say:
 Congratulations to PenguinAttack!
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