09.11.22
Taken prisoner by Isra a week back and murdered by her magik a few days after capture, has left no clue of what might have happened to him. Traces of his last visit in forest are growing cold and stale.

23.07.20
Growing more and more frustrated with Rajani's and Kesari's interest in working out a way to remove Isra's curse, especially after figuring out that the curse literally constricts like a snake squeezing it's prey to death whenever they so much at touches her magic bounds.
Distancing himself from them more and more which works to make the magic necklace release it's grip if just a tiny bit.

Yesterday remained with Mirah before catching the sound of an altercation and catching Osha in the middle of it, not really surprised and for a moment itched to join in but decided to just keep track from the sidelines. Did check up on her afterwards just to make sure she wasn't bleeding out before he went back to Mirah, joined by two of her children before he drifted off into a slumber.

Stayed beside Mirah for a majority of the day before getting up to stretch his legs and to sniff Osha out to check in on her again. Passed a stranger (Val) on the way but didn't think much of it, until the stranger gave him the bitchiest look he's ever gotten, put off by it as he had done nothing but pass by and decided to mock charge at first to teach the other to watch himself, completely snapped and went into a blind rage when getting a mock charge back.
Launched himself at the stranger with jaws wide open, snapping and stomping with little care of what he might've caught or crush. Clenched down with all his might when catching one of Val's limbs in his jaws and gave a rough shake with only one goal in mind, sickenly pleased when he felt the limb tear and the other male scream in pain as the leg was ripped from his body. Threw the leg to the side and stomped around the area as if waiting for the other to get back up and give him another good reason to tear into him again, was sidetracked however when a beast (A-ster) charged into the scene and ended up completely focusing on the stranger until simmering down to watch as another limb was torn from Val's body by the beast before the body vanished through a portal.

Only then noticed the chunks of missing flesh on his side and his thigh, gave A-ster one last huff before moving off to wash himself in the idol tears and curled up beside Mirah soon after, licking at the gaping wounds.


11.07.20
Invited to an event in Mirah's kingdom some time back, deeply interested in the gladiator fight and felt a quiet itch to join himself though mentioned nothing of it. Enjoyed his time thoroughly and spent the night together with Mirah afterwards.

Keeping a somewhat low profile as of late when Rajani suddenly decided to find a way to break the curse that Isra has cast upon him, hasn't seen the witch in months since she retreated after her defeat but still sense her lingering about in the magic collar that rests around his neck. Not pleased by the fact that another user of black magik has been brought in to attempt finding a way to break the shackles and wants little to do with it despite the threats to his life.

Spending a lot of time with Mirah in forest as per usual, keeps an ear out for her when she's off somewhere but tries not to be overbearing despite the stabs of jealousy at times.

Today however found himself draw to the scene of death after catching the scent of fresh blood, found the kill in the birch forest, a young form that obviously had been eaten. Cast a glance in Maz' direction to see the boy's reaction to the fresh kill but upon noting the boy's bloody face and the chunks of meat and ribs by his legs, didn't bother any further before getting to work. Paused briefly when Mirah arrived but soon turned back to the small body, nosed at it and put a crushing hoof on the body to keep it steady as he tore the head clean off its shoulders.
Collected the heart to offer Mirah in a weird, romantic gesture and when asked by a stranger who had killed the young, simply answered that he didn't know nor did he care. Picked the head back up and left with it dangling from his maw, settled to pick it clean with Mirah by his side.


19.01.20
Feeling himself slipping a bit without Mirah around, misses her more than he'd like to admit to himself.
Seeking Osha out when he can though and holds a sort of gratefulness towards her for the times they spend together.

Yesterday didn't miss a beat when he heard ruckus mixed with Rok's scent while resting with Vysena, barreled towards the scene and charged at the male without little care of the others involved. Didn't hold back and aimed to cause as nasty damage as he could with both bites, shoves and generally trying crush bones by headbutts on any key points such as hips and shoulders. As usual just found Rok's antics to be bratty and anything but amusing though glad for a sort of distraction nonetheless, spat after the male when he left and moved off to wash his wounds under Vysena's watchful eyes.

Settled down with the doe again but didn't rest for long before Rok seemed to be at it again, found him fighting Fell around a small child, interfered again and once more aimed to rip and tear into him as much as possible, not allowing the other male to get much distance between them and relentlessly went at him over and over. Lost it completely when Rok took the cowardly way out and disappeared through a portal rather than accepting the consequences of his bratty actions.

Limpet off to catch his breath but when realizing Zafir was caught in the middle of an attack from some ghostly horse, stepped in to act as a shield over the fawn while others hounded the creature down and sent him off. Nodded at the others when things calmed down but ultimately left to collapse in the stream.

26.12.19
Been taking it easy for the most part, had his calmness interrupted by Ragnarok early in the day tho and while the fight was short it left him in a foul mood.
Stomped around a short while after before washing off the new wounds and settled back in his sunny spot to brood.

26.11.19
Had a go at Ragnarok the other day after seeing him and Osha duke it out, probably would've gotten involved regardless the reason of the fight simply because. Didn't say much when the two spat some words at each other when things slowed down but would literally roll his eyes at how childish Rok is while trying to act all tough, which just makes for a very pathetic image, can't say he believes Rok is the sharpest tool in the shed. Especially not after what he's both seen and heard personally.

Furious when Osha got some holes poked in her by Rok's antlers and after the other male left, spoke briefly before settling to keep watch over the doe.

The day after the fight managed to get himself cleaned up a bit and settled by Mirah's tree before a figure in the corner of his eye caught his attention. Moved closer to the doe (Vesper) and was surprised when she spoke up and questioned him regarding his wounds, told her he got them from beating a 'pathetic asshole' up.

YESTERDAY found his way to Mirah's side and settled close to relax in some well-liked company, but soon caught a foul stench mixing with the scent of the doe he'd met the day prior. Went to investigate, stared the scene down for a moment before approaching Vesper and told her to come with him, which seemed to get Rok's panties in a twist. Was charged and quickly spun around to meet the other male head on, glad that Vesper darted away and kept out of the line of harm while the fight progressed and moved through the birch forest, didn't care much about the audience that seemed to follow with curious eyes but more than surely wanted to at least impress Mirah a bit SIGH.
Spoke when they separated to catch their breaths and quite honestly amused by Rok's pathetic god-complex he seem to have, did correct the male though when the other called him a mortal but didn't go into any details, just wanted the other to know he wouldn't have that much luck getting rid of him.

As things eventually calmed down after some more fighting, just laughed at the male while moving away to give his attention to more important things than some low-life. Didn't get far though before his legs gave out from the blood loss and he collapsed to the forest floor, did manage to stay alert enough though to speak briefly to Vesper when she came to apologize, told her not to worry and promised to save her front row seats next time, because he was sure a next time would happen. Eventually knocked the hell out and dropped to the floor completely when his state got the best of him, oblivious to Vesper's lick at a large gash and that she took the tooth he had managed to knock out from his collapse.

24.10.19
Enjoying the quiet time he's been given now when Isra is laying low after her defeat, doesn't really care what she plans on doing next as long as it doesn't involve him. Enjoyed the rut and is back to spending most of his wake time by Mirah and the kids' side, has some form of hate-love relationship towards the kids but would guard them with his life should he have to.

Yesterday stayed close by Mirah's tree before the sound of thundering hooves caught his attention, rose and listened carefully before he managed to catch a glance of a male (Ragnarök) chasing after a small doe (Canary). Internally sighed and rolled his eyes because of course there's another brute who doesn't know manners.
Managed to catch up and barreled into the male by the ruins hill, used it as a chance to vent and let off some steam, backing off and charging into the male over and over. Eventually came to a halt by the birch hill and stared the other down before speaking.
Told him to keep walking or he (Ez) would snap the other's antlers off and shove them so far up his ass he'd choke on them, unbothered when the words were mocked, just inwardly tired of his kind of 'big and bad' guy. Almost wanted to laugh when called 'boy' by the other, please I'm probably old enough to be your ancestor, shut your mouth.
Far from amused or even bothered by the other's macho display, seen it all before, just shrugged in the end and said he was done babysitting and left the other to his own devices to check on Zafir and his friend, then Canary.

Urged the kids away from the scene and lead Canary back to Mirah's tree where he collapsed from a mix of exhaustion and pain, unaware of his she used her feathers to cushion his head while licking his wounds clean.



24.07.19
Has been nonexistent in forest for the past while, only managed to visit for a short while a few days ago before being forced back to Shosa by Isra's magic.

During the beginning of his absence was sent with an army of three hundred men to stop the Rebels as they had gathered and were marching through the Eastern desert towards the capital, in shock at the amount they'd actually gathered to bring the Maharaja down. Met with resistance and engaged in a battle that lasted longer than he would've liked, frustrated when it felt like Isra was not at all as prepared as she let up to be and seemed to have lost focus in order for the Rebel group to grow as large as it had already. Had his thigh badly injured during the battle and lost more than half of the men he'd brought along, did manage to capture what Rebels that didn't manage to escape into the desert and questioned them for a few days under heavy torture. Learned that they were merely a decoy to bring attention away from the main group that was already moving in from both the Southern desert and by sea.

Killed the hostage and gathered his men who were fit enough to move, left the rest to their fate and quickly made his way in the direction of the Capital. Summoned by Isra as soon as he set foot in her territory and thrown to the floor as she blamed him for the incoming war, spat on and dragged to the dungeon where she personally punished him with a whip laced with dark, harmful magic. Had his back completely torn up from the punishment and left to lay on the floor as he bled.

Dragged back up again after a few hours and taken to Isra's chambers as she explained their new plan to put an end to the war before it reached the palace and the Maharaja, learned of the name of the Rebels leader and when questioning it, was hit with a flashback of the young doe he'd met years ago within the borders of the forest. Learned that she was now the target whom he was going to set after and put an end to. Bowed and given treatment for his whip marks and thigh at least, then given a direction and a horse, once again setting off with a large group of men. Still sore and stiff because of the fresh wounds on his back but kept it together for his own sake more than anything, knowing fully well Isra wouldn't take lightly to any sort of bad image in her name. Lead the men in the direction of the Rebel's army and set camp right in their path, preparing themselves for what's to come.

On the second day, at the break of dawn, woke to the horn from the outlook and bolted awake to gather his men and ready them. Joined by Isra and more of her followers, along with the Maharaja and his men, bowed his head towards the two and joined them in the main tent tor a briefing.

Wasn't met by the Rebel army until late at night when temperatures had dropped and darkness had engulfed the entire desert. Saw what he thought were torches in the distance, but as more and more of them lit up he got a bad feeling in his gut, watched in horror when burning arrows lit up the sky and rained down on them, setting everything ablaze. Took cover along with most of those around him and simply listened to the screams of dying men, saw Isra get up on her horse and disappear into the night, contemplated following her but decided to stay put, saw then that the Maharaja took his leave as well. Made sure his men put out most of the flames with the surrounding sand and gather what weapons they could collect before leading the charge.

Nearly perished in what came to be the bloodiest battle in the history of Shosa, badly wounded and driven into a corner just outside the capital where the palace had been set on fire and banners marking the Maharaja's death sat on the walls around the capital. Forced to surrender and was taken captive by the Rebels for questioning and an impending execution along with the rest of his men. Questioned by Rajani personally, whom carried the Maharaja's sword by her hip.
Refused to speak at first, but the whisper of a promise of the curse being lifted ignited a small ember of hope. Spoke of his role and whom he served through it all, but explained he had no idea where Isra had fled, questioned Rajani in return regarding her motives and when the answer he got was less than enlightening, fell into a silence and was left in the dungeon as she returned to take care of the rest of the hostages.

Haunted by a fever following his wounds and in the cloak of the night, was taken away to a remote place by Isra to recover before she sent him back to the forest.


03.06.19
As time progresses under Isra's curse, has begun to form into the beast she wanted all along. Has earned his place as her assassin and spy without much regret over his position and progress, feels little for the violence he used to abhor. Still clings to a shard of his soft side, but has to dig deep under a layer of ruthless violence and anger to reach it.

Along with the changes in his mind, his body is slowly starting to change as well. The curse seal sits tight around his neck like a leather leash and bleeds constantly, tightening whenever orders are disobeyed. The skull mask is slowly starting to merge with his face, disorienting it to fit the new forms, fur along the lower part of his neck, chest and his tail has grown longer and thicker as well.


09.04.19
His joy in getting to see Mirah's children has been short lived, against his will was pulled from the forest by the call of Isra not soon after their birth. Devastated to be put under such heavy duty by the goddess with little chance of pleading for a break.

With the information of the rebels working their way into deeper network was given the task of eliminating anyone who would put any obstacles in Isra's or the maharaja's way. Suspicious of her intentions but with the curse resting on him, couldn't do much than obey the orders he'd been given. Sent to a village outside the capital where he spent a few days digging for any information he could get from the residents, almost gave up when he came across a young man who voiced his interest in Ez' connections and the possibilities they held. Saw it as a chance to perhaps get the information they needed to get a step closer to the group of rebels, so sent for Isra and accompanied her when she met up wit the man, guarded the door to the room where Isra brought the man and didn't enter until after the screams had turned into nothing more than choked gurgles.

Watched as Isra ate what looked to be the man's jugular and after being given the information he needed to continue, packed his things while the goddess continued consuming her victim and left by horse to the southern region where he'd been informed of someone willing to sell the rebels out. Didn't take long to find who he was looking for and was taken to a hideout outside the city to meet with the rest of the group involved. Was threatened and told to leave what money and weapons he had, along with his horse but upon refusal and a threat back, knocked over by a heavy object making contact with the back of his head. Was dragged through the room while he tried to determine what was up and what was down, given another warning as a knife was placed against his ring finger and as he spat at the man, had his finger cut off.

Was interrogated by the men but revealed nothing of his connection to Isra or the task she'd given him, instead lied and told them of made up movements from the rebel groups and as he realized it caught their interest, led them in the opposite path and towards the direction of Isra, knowing very well she'd take care of them. Brought along for a day's ride and left in the desert to ensure he'd die a painful death, wasn't too bothered however and started walking for as long as his body would allow him, by sundown hadn't made it a third of the way back and collapsed on the sand, dizzy from dehydration.

Woke what seemed to be hours late, resting against something soft under the shade of fabrics. Offered water upon the discovery of his awakening and after resting for a few more hours and eating, thanked his hosts and asked for directions. Given a camel to ride and traveled towards the direction of Ostad, which was the closest location. Arrived at nightfall and left the camel at one of the stables to be looked after while he booked a room in one of the taverns, washed and spent some time resting to regain his strength. Didn't start searching until early morning and gathered less information than he would've wanted, but found the residents very unwilling to talk about the rebels and their doings. Caught some suspicious activity later in the day however and followed two individuals at a distance until they split apart, decided to follow the one moving into the slums and when noticing them disappear into an alley and then through a door, spent some time listening outside only to realize they belonged to one of the smaller rebel groups. Learned of some important names, one in particular that sounded familiar.

When the individual left the building again, followed and ambushed them when they reached an area quiet enough for it to go unnoticed. Killed them with little hesitation and dragged them into an alley to search their pockets and satchel, took their daggers and a sealed envelope along with a rolled up paper.

Left soon after and made his journey back to the capital to report to Isra, found out what the envelope contained, which completely turned things upside down for the goddess who threw a fit in her rage. Stepped back and found a quiet place near the harbor to catch up on some sleep and treat his founds, quietly mourning the loss of his ring finger but glad they didn't take his entire hand.

Returned back to the forest today, worn out and sore still, meant to check up on some things but found his energy run low for now. RIFP server.


25.03.19
HE GOT TO NOSE AT BABIES, YEAR = MADE

Intensely interested in the babies under Mirah's care, still holding on to a small sense of hope as he watches from a distance, yearning to meet them all properly up close but knows better than to draw near.
Puppy eyes from a distance.

05.03.19
Returned to the forest after a day away, heavily roughed up and covered both in his own and someone else's blood.


26.02.19
Taken from the forest by Isra on sunday night, brought to her quarters and tied down while she explained how tired she was of having him run around like a lost dog, that it would be suitable for him to be on a leash so she could have some better control over him.
Tensed when she started working on her magic but was knocked out by the force of it before he had any chance to do anything.

Remained unconscious for the entirety of Monday and was dumped back into the forest by Isra after showing signs of coming to early in the morning. Weak and disoriented, running a high fever as his body fights to get rid of what traces of magic remains.


14.02.19
Summoned by Isra in the early morning hours to once again do her dirty work, given instructions and a threat that left a bad taste in his mouth. But everything Isra say does that so.
Wanted to get things done as quick as possible just to get it out of the way so he could return to the forest, so went to seek out the man described to him and found him fairly quickly despite the busyness of the streets. Shadowed him until he was somewhere more secluded before cornering him and confronting him regarding the contract he and Isra had agreed to, given some shallow excuses and threatened the other, reminding him of what the deal was if he didn't hold up his end, knowing very well Isra wouldn't play nice.

Was requested to follow the man to his home so he could finish one part of the deal in hopes of it pleasing the Goddess long enough to buy him some time to finish the rest. Taken by surprise by what he was met by in the mans home and could in a way understand Isra's apparent interest in getting what she was promised.
Distracted by pages and pages of writing, didn't notice the man had disappeared off somewhere but as realization hit him was struck on the back of his head.
Stumbled but stayed on his feet despite the nausea that washed over him, the back of his head feeling warm from the blood. Barely had time to reach for his sword before the other charged again, managed to shield himself with the blade of his sword but gained a large gash along his arm where the other's sword slipped along the limb.

Fought first to defend himself but eventually got upper hand and snapped, killing the man and collected what documents he could get his hands on before escaping. Delivered them to a pleased isra who praised him and let him go.

Returned to the forest after cleaning his wounds.