{The Creature Hunt} Triscripto

[Walter Grace]

Walter felt slightly panicked- of course the shield hadn't worked, it was weak! He was nothing of a protector. He felt slightly relieved though, as he watched Triscripto bury itself into the sand.

The demon seemed to relax, before spotting Gwilym.

Walter looked around, trying to see if he could see anything of the creature. It didn't seem so. Slowly, the demon flew towards the wounded lizard man. Careful to move the sand as little as possible, he picked Gwilym up and flew up.

He was surprised at how heavy the man was, as Walter already began to sweat. He didn't know when Gwilym would recover- in five seconds, in five minutes. But he thought it would be safer to carry him instead on leaving him on the sand.

"Please tell me you're not going to die. This thing is a lot harder than I thought and I really really don't want to fight it alone," the demon seemed to sound a little bit panicked, as he watched the ground vigorously.

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As Gwilym lifted into the air, thanks to Walter. His whole body went limp. Even his mouth and tongue was unable to be used. As he tried to assure Walter that he was fine a long string of saliva dripped from his jaws and fell to the ground.
Walter continue to struggle, and no wonder, with Gwilym over 300 lbs, he was quite the weight to try and lift. The saliva hit the sand and Triscripto headed for it, but it wasn't enough to give them away... That was when Gwilym's swords fell from his hands as his grip relaxed. The giant blades smashed into the sand and the creature rose around that area, jumping out of the sand like a shark out of water trying to grab its prey in the air with one of its mouths filled with razor sharp teeth.

[Walter Grace]

Walter cursed out loud, as they weren't that far from the ground surely the creature would get them.

Without a seconds delay, Walter hoped for the best and threw Gwilym to the side as the creature came up at him. And as it was near his legs he sent a blast of explosive magic down, hoping to damage it enough to keep it away from Qwilym- and from biting his leg.

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Gwilym hit the sand and continued to roll and skip in it until finally skidding to a stop. It was good for him that he landed in view of Walter and the creature, that way he still knew what was going on.

The dark blast hit one of the mouths directly, causing a pair of lip like things to close around it. The other two, also being the outer two, were not able to make it to Walter, but the creature's tail was ready to whip forward, and that it did.

Gwilym watched as his body slowly came back to, his head and chest was the first and then, just in time, his arms. Gwilym raised then and as much sand as he could lift rose into the air and shoot at the beast. Of course this would do little to stop it, but Gwilym, as his nose began to bleed from magical exhaustion, seemingly as he hardly used his magical capabilities, Gwilym began throwing large balls of fire. First at the tail, which incased it with glass as the fire reacted with the sand, and then to small sections of the rest of its body.

The tail had stopped only an arms length away as it fell to the sand, only bits of the glass shattering, As the ground here was soft enough to cushion it. Gwilym kept tossing and tossing and before too long, the creature was coated in a rather thick layer of glass, now it was time to see if it would hold it.

Gwilym, stood, now able to stand, but then fell again to his knees as his legs tired out.

[Walter Grace]

Walter felt utterly relieved, as he landed close by to Gwilym- he hadn't lost a leg. Not yet.

The demon sighed, running a hand through his hair as he looked over the beast. Would it break through?
"You alright?" Walter asked. Then, he quickly added, "Sorry for throwing you."

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Gwilym sat on the ground, moving his toes and feet in the sand as he just tried to relax and regain his strength. If The creature hadn't busted out by now, it wouldn't, much longer and it would suffocate. But the hunters would be able to revive it... Probably something similar to finding a creature frozen in the ice.

"Oi', don't worry bout it mate, nothin but a little blue. Ah'll have it healed up in no time. Ya holdin up alrite then mate?"
He asked as he looked up from the ground, his tongue hanging out from exhaustion and heat.

[Walter Grace]

Walter paused, looking over the man, slightly relieved that he was alright. Walter did not want to have to deal with this thing alone- even if it seemed trapped for now.

"I'm fine. Just glad I have all my limbs," the demon smirked, with a quick chuckle to follow.
"So...do you suppose this thing is alright to bring back now?...How exactly are we supposed to bring it back, anyways?" the knight placed one hand on his side, the other on the back of his head.

Why did he have to come out here today?

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"Ah'Oi'ah'," Gwilym grunted as he stood up and began to dust some of the sand off of his legs and torso.
"They don't tell ya much then do they mate." He chuckled slightly. "Ah reckon the Hunter's circle or em Elite will be aroun later to take em to a play pin in their huntin grounds were they will study it."

Gwilym patted Watler on the shoulder, "Our work here is done mate." He smiled as he went to pick up his blades and re-sheathed them on his back. "Are ya enlistin inta any other of em hunts?"

[Walter Grace]

Walter slouched a little in relief- he hadn't heard that part. And boy was he feeling better about that. He didn't want to do the hard task of bringing the beast back.

"I'm not entirely sure yet. I suppose I might- I'm not really in for the contest after all, just doing my duty as a knight to try and make sure no citizens get hurt."
He thought about this for a moment- it seemed like a decent idea. After all, this time he had not been much help with the beast, but he had helped Gwilym out. And if that's all he could do with the other creatures, that would still be good. At least, that was how Walter felt.

"How bout you. Is this your only catch of the day, or are you so daring enough to try and capture another?" the demon smirked, crossing his arms.

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A contest?! Gwilym hadn't heard about any contest. His competitive nature slowly began to creep up from within him. He loved a good challenge.
"Contest ya say mate? Ah suppose if there be any sort of winnie then Ah'll be in it." He smirked although it probably didn't look anything like a smirk to Walter.

Gwilym pulled out the hunting charts from a small pouch on his hip down to his pants. He looked over the classifications and areas of the creature hunt.

"Ah reckon Ah go and see jus how much of a tuss the monkey be." He folded the chart up and was about to put it in his pouch when he looked at Walter, he held it out to him, "Oi', do ya need to have a squint?"

[Walter Grace]

Walter thought for a moment, before shaking his head with a grin.

"I think I'll be good," the demon spoke. His thoughts were that the less time he spent reading, the faster he could get this done. Though those kind of thoughts always got him into trouble.

"Don't suppose I might tag along with you, then? Since I'm not participating in the contest, if we win all prizes go to you," Walter offered up, a small grin dancing on his face.

Walter, although stubborn, headstrong, and many other things that often did not add up in his favor, knew that if any of the other beasts were as tough as the one they just fought, he would be wise not to go alone. And they didn't seem like such a bad match so far.

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Gwilym shrugged as he put the charts back into his pouch.
"Alrite then mate, if ya don't be mindin the lon trek then we can he ourselves goin to the pines. Out where the hydra like to roam."
He nodded before turning in the sand and beginning to walk toward the forests, of course it was going to be a very.... Very long walk, they were out in the wastelands, just about on of the farthest place you could be from the pine forests. Let alone anything else.