Invasion: Cockatrice!

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This is it, Vertiline! At last the sources of the statues have shown themselves! There is one cockatrice in each town: Eider and Ardel. They are small creatures, a little larger than a rooster, and look half-rotted--like mostly plucked chickens. Despite their small size, they will prove difficult to kill, as merely meeting their eyes is enough

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Eider cockatrice thread

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[This thread is for those characters attempting to kill the cockatrice in Eider.

Please note in your first post if you want your character statue-ized or not!]

no statue-izing please!

[mezzaline]

Mezzaline knows of the beast roaming the streets, if only from the broadcasts.

Title: Cockatrice. Class: beast. Negotiations: clearly impossible. Best possible course of action: elimination.

Very quietly, she walks through Eider with purpose in her stride. Beneath her hair, her earholes are covered with webbing to block the sound of its crow. Her eyes, however, are open and searching.

Tonight, she hunts.

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The cockatrice is not hunting with the same kind of purpose Mezzaline shows. It is pecking idly at small pebbles here and there on the ground, squawking with displeasure when it realizes the pebbles are merely stone and not the shattered remains of something turned to stone. How very disappointing.

It meanders through Eider, distractedly poking at things here and there, apparently oblivious to the presence of other creatures besides itself.

[mezzaline]

Oblivious prey is easy prey. Mezzaline's face splits in a grin and out snap her fangs in preparation of the kill.

She pauses to ready a web, but this will take time. She keeps her eyes locked in the area of the cockatrice, though never does she look directly at it.

Ardel cockatrice thread

[verty_events]

[This thread is for those characters attempting to kill the cockatrice in Ardel.

Please note in your first post if you want your character statue-ized or not!]

No statue-izing please

[pimp_hat]

Since first spotting the thing Kevas has been spending much of his time around Ardel. He doesn't have a rooster or a weasel but he does have a mirror in one hand and a sword in the other.

It's almost like a ghost town in Ardel. The few people Kevas happens to see look like they're in quite a hurry to get where they're going like they're scared of being out in the open, with good reason though. At a time like this Kevas really wishes he could vanish into the shadows, but with he's abilities locked away from him he'll just have to do this the old fashion way and be careful.

No statue-izing

[theycalledme]

Jack was armed. But more importantly, Jack was armed and ready. The walk to Ardel was swift, head kept low and his straw hat casting shadows over his face as his feet carried him toward the ghost town. His sword was at his side and a bow was strapped to his back. It would probably be better if they kept their distance.

When he spotted Kevas, he walked to his troll friend swiftly. "Kevas. Have you spotted the beast yet?"

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A small mouse runs across the path, squeaking as loudly as its little mouse lungs can manage. It stiffens as it runs, turning fully to stone mid-leap, and falls to the ground, shattering when it lands. A moment later, the cockatrice bursts out from the tall grass. It snacks on the shards, pecking studiously until it has all the choicest, stoniest bits. Once finished, it swings its head around, looking carefully at the ground, as if making sure it hasn't missed any delicious, crunchy mouse pieces.