Collab post<br/>Snakeoffestival<br/><span style="color: #0000FF">RPGkitten</span><br/><br/>Auxana smiled inwardly 'And you probably like me being normal as well, don't you white?' Auxana felt a little guilty now. 'Sorry, mom was being a bit selfish, huh? I won't use my soul, not for this at least, but i am making a ring, he deserves at least that much.' The ring however was an elusive prospect. She could visualize the ring but as for the power, or even how her magic would interact with the ring, she was at a crossroads. 'White, the ring havoc gave to me, summons bone type magics to protect me when i feel i need them, so logically my ring would be similiar but with wind, right?' Auxana squeezed her eyes shut as if doubling her effort there would double her effort visualizing the ring's power. Whether or not it did help, she had more success in figuring out a bit more of what she needed. 'I need to just, take a pretty decent amount of time crystallizing my magic and forging it into a ring, using the ring i already have as a base, i can create something similiar.' There was a problem, she selfishly wanted to give it to him as a surprise, and she would have to use an immense amount of magical energy. 'The problem is when do i do it?'<br/><br/>Auxana felt weirdly really relaxed in the village. It had this air of fun and she had liked that. She kept herself close to and small against Havoc as if she were a child. She couldn't help but look around excitedly. She had grown quite fond of skeleton and skeletal constructs, and now she could see skeletal architecture. She smiled and made a quiet but gleeful squeal. Her movements felt bubbly, they were all over the place and excited. As soon as she saw someone she hid behind Havoc, she was bad at talking and therefore frightened of those who wanted to talk to her normally. Havoc's voice broke her from that and she nodded "Y-yes... inn"  She gathered up enough courage to be at Havoc's side. She followed Havoc's gaze to the window and smiled before making a mischievous giggle, before poking Havoc in the side and pointing at the skirts "I... Like." She said a bit hesitantly. "Clothes, then dance!" She said with a weird pout like she was saying 'you are dancing this time.'<br/><br/>When the mention of Meena was mentioned, Auxana basically beamed. She let go of Havoc's hand and walked a bit closer to the two men, snapping her fingers and then tracing a heart, before flamboyantly smacking the green outline and winking. The outline shot out them and when the heart passed over them it was a very pleasant breeze. She then smiled at Havoc and motioned her head towards the store. She looked at with an 'I know you want to' Mischievous look.<br/><br/>_________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/><br/>“I’m glad i got through to you Kryban, I don’t really care to see such a handsome face as yours in pain.” When he asked if she was alright, she didn’t really give an answer. She also didn’t take his help getting out it was not meant as any offense but she was still not a person who liked being touched. “Stretch our legs we shall, thanks Carmichael, oh and if i am invited, i would be happy to join.” She smiled and looked around, Her nose twitched. She looked in a weird direction for a split second. Her nose was incredible and she caught a weird smell, though it wasn’t conclusive enough to follow, maybe she should ask If the man has anything of his son with him.<br/><br/>She saw the vampire’s sparring and looked at Kryban with a grin “Hey~ Kryban!!!” She moved closer to him and licked her lips “You don’t seeeeem~ to have a sparring partner~.” She had this very teasing tone, but she seemed really excited for some reason.  “How about… We Spar!?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Kryban’s glowing eyes went wide, spar? Them? Was she mad? He couldn’t get himself to just refuse, certainly he had sparred with Carmichael even though his Sire could wipe the floor with them. Camichael just made it more of a training exercise for Kryban, he could do the same for Norah. The truth though was that Norah could have been his equal or even the better, and he’d have a very hard time hitting her. He finally nodded and smiled at her, “Okay, we can spar if you like.” Carmichael gave him a look and said. “Kryban, a word please.” Kryban walked away from Norah and Carmichael talked in a hush tone. “I imagine you aren’t going to really fight her, but you should. At least a little, she’s a big girl she can handle herself, and if you just toy with her you may hurt her feelings.” Kryban was more worried about hurting her physically. He then walked back to Norah, bowed to her then put up his fists. “Ladies first.”<br/></span><br/>Norah smiled “And what did Carmichael have to say?” In that moment she had already put her wrist bows on. “If you’re being so gentlemanly it might make it hard to hit you.” She then shot two crossbow bolts, They shimmered with a weird silver liquid. The liquid was a synthetic version of holy water. As such it was nowhere near as effective. She was instantly on the move strafing around him after she took her first two shots.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">“He just gave me some advice.” Kryban’s hands were a blur as they moved incredibly fast picking both bolts out of the air. The holy water hissed on his skin, his heart began pumping, his hands became clawed, his sharp two teeth became more apparent. “I see you mean business with these, but you really should be more careful who you give them to. They can be dangerous in the wrong hands.” He threw both bolts back at her as she ran, but purposefully aimed behind her. Bolts being thrown wouldn’t normally be affective, but oddly when he threw them, they flew straight as if the wind helped them.</span><br/><br/>She skidded to a stop “I’d call you impressive were you not holding back, though to be fair so was I.” Then she growled an inhuman growl “Before i do this promise to protect me from the others if it goes wrong, people tend to misinterpret this.” A swirl of energy enveloped her and she seemed to instantly turn into a werepanther. She growled again but this growl was loud and powerful, sending a massive sort of blast at Kryban.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Kryban looked at her oddly, why would he need to protect her from his friends. But of course he would if he had to. He looked dead in the eyes, “With my life Norah.” A lot of the people around were already watching because they knew Kryban could give a good fight. When she transformed their jaws dropped. They muttered to each other. “Wow is she a lycan of a panther?” “No look at that blast, she’s got to be a Rakshasa.” “Damn those are rare, that’s incredible.” Carmichael was just watching with a smirk. “Kick her ass Kryban!”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Kryban narrowed his eyes, smiling. Looks like playtime is over, he thought to himself. Had he a better diet, Kryban wouldn’t have even been able to be seen, instead he just moved incredibly quickly along the side of the blast and close to her. But he had split into three identical versions of himself, one left, one right, and one jumped over the blast towards her, illusions.</span><br/><br/>Norah’s nose twitched again, illusions were not as effective because she definitely knew his scent and could pick out the strongest of those scents. She leaped towards the one she had assumed was real her teeth brandished. Though just as she got to him she detransformed suddenly, delivering a strong kick towards his stomach and then transforming again. However her next transformation was just into a panther, not a werepanther as she was previously allowing her to gain more distance quicker. She stopped at a range far enough for her to react to his next attack or so she thought.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">As she leapt at him, he realised this would be like fighting Torusk and he should have known better than just doing visuals. There was one trick he could do, but it would be fighting dirty, literally. He decided not to, when she got to him and her kick came at him, he transformed into a mist, just slightly to slow and some of her kick connected. He recovered from it in the mist form, while following her in it. Then he saw her transform into a panther, if he was right, that was a big mistake. Vampires had good hypnotism with people, they had mind control with animals. He rematerialized in front of her, he focused his animal control. “Lie down, do nothing and give up, you’ve lost.” This really was a low blow, but it would mean he wouldn’t have to hurt her, he hoped it worked.</span><br/><br/>Norah, growled, and thought about her stupidity. Her ears drooped and she instinctively went to lie down. Her eyes started to glow purple and her muscles strained for her to stand. She needed to transform, but his influence was incredible. Norah grew much larger, and her beautiful normal panter became a dire panther, known to be mindless. Of course Norah wasn’t mindless, but she did take some traits, so she was a lot less in control. She then pounced directly at Kryban with an immense unnatural speed. On the inside she was struggling for control, this was not the form she had intended to take, and she needed to get out of it quickly.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Kryban’s eyes went wide as she grew into a dire Panther. He decided that doing his dirty trick might be in order now. He began creating a cloud of intense stench, it would have smelled like dozens of rotting corpses. As she pounced towards him he forced the cloud at her nose. He then rushed up below her and punched as hard as he could at her soft underbelly, this was an incredible force, the kind that could cause buildings to crumble. He didn’t hesitate, because he had looked into her eyes and saw lack of control, he felt like he needed to knock her out, and he knew he’d need everything to do it. Please don’t hate me for this, he thought.<br/></span><br/>Norah let out a hurt *Yip* as she tumbled to the side, but the smell had made her more crazed. She almost got control from the punch but it wasn’t enough. The dire panther quickly regained its composure and ran at Kryban this time much faster than even its earlier pounce. It didn’t growl, it roared with such a might that it would falter anyone who would hear it. Norah was mad mostly at herself. How could she be this stupid, she should have just stayed as a werepanther, why did she have to try to impress him with stupid tricks? She couldn’t even understand what she was doing. She knew that she was attacking Kryban, and she knew that this dire panther part of her was enraged enough to kill him. She needed to think about who she was attacking. She wrestled with her own thoughts focusing on how much of a great person Kryban was.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Kryban could see the others preparing to step in, he didn’t want that, that would mean they saw her as dangerous and she shouldn’t be seen that way, this wasn’t her fault. Carmichael then appeared next to him. “This is your fight, but you can’t finish this as Kryban, only as the Marquess, I’m sorry.” Kryban tried to stop Carmichael, but he was too fast, he shoved a potion with red liquid in his mouth and used his control power to make him swallow. Carmichael then vanished, Kryban’s eyes shone brightly, his muscles bulged, his posture changed into a more monstrous one. He was filled with power, he gave the dire panther a look that said ‘you’re done.’ He then vanished, nowhere to be seen, then he reappeared at her nose. He did an insanely fast succession of attacks, each one with a whole lot more power than before. He then disappeared, then came up to it’s back and did the same thing. This repeated over and over again all over her body, the only way he was going to stop was when the beast was gone.</span><br/><br/>It took a while, Norah could take a lot of hits in this form, but every hit broke her thought process, she could barely think about anything let alone wrestle away control. After what seemed like an eternity Norah collapsed. She turned back into her normal self. She looked awful, bruises all over her body. She tried to push herself up but fell back to the ground, and groaned in pain. This was so stupid. She couldn't shake the feeling that this was her fault. If she had never turned into a panther, if she just let herself lose instead of stubbornly trying to impress him, she would never had turned into a dire panther. She gripped the earth hard and whimpered out some very depressing words “I can’t ever make others happy, right Korbin? you son of a bitch.”<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">Kryban appeared in front of her broken body, the monstrous look was was not out of him. He picked her up by the shirt, her feet dangled above the ground. His fangs were showing, he was getting ready to kill her. Carmichael appeared behind her, “You are my underling, Marquess, do as I say or I will kill you. Give her to me now. Then go to Torusk.” Kryban looked pissed, but did so. Carmichael was gentle with her, walking her over to one of the carriages. “I’m sorry, that was my fault, I did that to Kryban, he’ll hate me for it, but better he hate me than himself for allowing you to get hurt by the others. There is however a decision to be made my dear. You see there are consequences to what I did, I gave him a very powerful potion of blood. He will go into horrifying withdrawals, that will make him not himself for a while. Unless he drinks pure blood, not just once, but at the very least gradually lowering how much he takes. If you want to make someone happy, here’s your opportunity, not only will it help him immensely, but it will also be a good proof for him to see your not mad at him, which is what will really make him happy. As soon as he comes to his senses he will go into a panic that you will see him as a monster like his wife, what will make it worse is that he won’t think you’d be wrong to believe so. I did all of this, so I too desperately need you to do this so my damage is mitigated. Also, I knew Korbin, what anger do you have with him?” Carmichael saw what he did as right, but only if things worked exactly as he hoped they would.</span><br/><br/>Norah looked away “I suppose i can no longer run away in self pity assuming that i am not wanted or needed anymore.” She was a little happy, she had thought they would have forced her out for pulling such a stunt. “Korbin cursed me. Well, i guess it was sort of my fault as well…” she paused “I was under the control of a powerful vampire for a decent while, almost a year of my life, sometimes he was a fun person, when he’d playfully spar with me, or when he’d parade me around a town like he actually gave a damn about me, but mostly he was abusive. He’d hit me for his problems and the suck some of my blood and hit me again. There was a night that the vampires power weakened on me, he was being courted by another vampire, a woman funnily enough. I could take him being abusive, as long i was the only person in his eyes, but that… it was too much… i called upon Korbin, asked him to free me, of course there was a price, when i came to, the inn was trashed and everyone in it was dead, i can’t shake the feeling that i did it, and i haven’t seen that vampire since.” She sighed “i’ll help Kryban, i owe him that, and i want him to be happy, besides having a vampire depend on my blood won’t really be anything new.” She then smiled and pushed herself up “What's happening with him right now?”