Orpheus would saunter his way down the through the luscious lands that he currently called home. He didn’t own such lands (yet) but it would still be where he settled- for now at least. We would have to see what will happen with this self-proclaimed god. His mother had taught him well after all.

Oh how he missed watching others grovel at his feet... what a pity he couldn’t do that now- or could he? He would just have to wait and see what would happen... Suddenly a howl burst from his chest, head tipped towards the rising moon at the edge of his vision, eyes plastered to the sky in hopes to see a spirit dance by as the call was made.

Who would respond to this sudden burst of a howl, a call of violence and possibly even danger... perhaps nothing, perhaps something... or someone dangerous... he would just have to wait and see.

Who would want to fight such a monster anyways? He was way too powerful for them anyways.

He'd never truly explored the eastern lands until now. And only because his companion, Knut, decided he wanted a change of scenery. The paid had found a lake, and there they decided to take refuge until they figured out their next move. Gimli was undecided if he wanted to return to a pack that practically made him feel invisible, or taking charge of his own future and doing everything he wanted to do with nobody to tell him otherwise. He lazily lounged near the edge of the water, one paw dipped in and making lazy little circles. His companion was off hunting, but Gimli wasn't too hungry.

He was about to settle in for a nap when he heard a howl pierce the night. It sounded close, a little too close for comfort. While he wasn't afraid of anyone, he wasn't particularly keen on falling asleep among strangers. With a gruff sigh, he lifted himself to his feet and went to investigate. He circled around towards the other side of the lake, Knut silently joining his side as he went. It was only moments until they came across a much larger figure, though something about them seemed familiar...yet...not. He approached until he was a few yards from the larger male. "Oi! Some o' us are tryin' te get some sleep around here! What's wi' all the commotion, hm?!"


"Speech"

Orpheus was definitely ready for a challenger but instead, he was greeted with a god damned pipsqueak of an adolescent. "Gah, fuck off you damn twerp! I wanna fight not listen to a whiny little brat complain like a little bitch! Grow some balls and then talk to someone like that you little shit." Though his words were harsh, his tone was even harsher. He couldn't bring himself to care- he just wanted to fight, not think, not worry about insecurities or what could or couldn't have happened in the past, present, and future. Instead of turning his back on the yearling though... Orpheus stayed. He didn't want to be alone. He didn't want to be alone. Orpheus was half tempted to charge his smaller- but heavyset- opponent, but instead waited to see how the pipsqueak would respond to his taunts. Oh how he loved provoking the fuck out of little kids, especially ones like this kids. Ugh.

He Prowls || "He Sows" || He Growls

The larger brute turned his attention to him, though Gimli wasn't exactly prepared for what came out of the stranger's mouth. "Gah, fuck off you damn twerp! I wanna fight not to listen to a whiny little brat complain like a little bitch! Grow some balls and then talk to someone like that you little shit." It took him a moment to process what had been said, but before he could respond, his companion spoke up first. "Well, now you're in trouble, Arseling." He drawled, speaking to Orpheus as he stood and stretched his limbs in preparation for what he knew was coming. "Whaaat!?" He roared, thick voice erupting like a volcano. His hackles bristled, teeth baring as he narrowed his eyes. This fool insulted the wrong person, and Gimli was going to try to make him regret those words.

He had half a mind to take the bastards balls, but Gimli would spare him this once. Instead, he decided he'd go for something else. His hot headed rage began to consume him, but to be fair, this bastard had overstepped the line with what he said. "Say tha' to me again while yer writhing in pain ye dirty bastard!" He yelled before launching himself forward.

He rushed at Orpheus, the dwarvish little beast faster on his feet than he looked. He aimed to rush past Orpheus' left side, aiming for the bastards hind leg as he aimed to throw the entirety of his weight straight into his knee in an effort to break it. Simultaneously, he reached forward with a forepaw as he sought to hook and drag Orpheus' hind left leg towards him to further help worsen the potential injury. While seeking to do this, his jaws opened as he also tried to aim a solid bite on the same leg as he sought to cause as much damage as he could to the limb.

Gimli Ahlberg-Klein vs Orpheus for Maim (Broken leg & scarring)
Round: 1/?
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Small
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Norwegian forest cat, Male - Battle - Boosted
Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

"Speech"

Orpheus didn't even give it a second thought when the gremlin attacked him, charging forehead first at the other and he would hope to hit the dwarf in the forehead- butting heads, to say the least. Should he succeed, the force he gave off would hope knock the other off of his feet. Hopefully, such a thing would actually work and Gimli didn't decide to move over. Orpheus' eyes would lock with the gremlin's as they barreled towards each other, head butts not even seconds away from colliding before a fucking HONK interrupted Orpheus' concentration and he let up his stride, scared out of his mind as a fucking Canadian Goose waddled by the two wolves with it's ducklings. FUCK! Orpheus' shoulder would be the thing hit by Gimli's charge, most likely dislocating it at the most, if not proving a lot of fucking pain for the stud.

Orpheus Abraxas vs Gimli Abragh-Klein for Maim (Ears)
Round 1/x
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

The bastard had decided to come at him head on but Gimli had plenty of practice with wolves much larger than him. As Orpheus made to headbutt him, Gimli kept his center of gravity lowered so as to keep himself better balanced. Before any impact was made, however, his larger cat companion charged at their opponent head on and sought to leap onto the back of Orpheus' exposed neck where he aimed to claw and bite into him. Even despite the distraction of geese coming by, Gimli was a focused warrior and paid them no mind unlike his opponent. Gimli's movement would bring him out of the direct contact with Orpheus' intended headbutt, and after he collided with the bastards shoulder, Gimli didn't stop there. He would seek to turn his head towards the side of Orpheus' neck and chomp down, seeking to get a solid bite and hopefully use his heavy bulk and weight to drag his opponents head to the ground and shove his face into the dirt.

Gimli Ahlberg-Klein vs Orpheus for minor maim (Broken leg & scarring)
Round: 2/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Small
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Norwegian forest cat, Male - Battle - Boosted
Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

Orpheus would've been more focused had he had an actual brain to do so with. The stupid bastard would be butted in the chest, a fucking cat attached to his back and tearing it up. Jaws would soon find his ruff, causing some moderate lacerations and running just shy of his jawline. Damn, this kid was kind of giving him a run for his money here! Orpheus would respond by twisting his head as far as he can, attempting to latch his teeth onto the others ear- whichever one he can get ahold of. His attempt to tear or scar the other would be for moderate to severe lacerations and/or scarring- possibly even an ear torn or taken off.

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Orpheus Abraxas vs Gimli Abragh-Klein for Maim (removal of an ear)
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A

And the winner is...

GIMLI

ORPHEUS must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Gimli's maim is successful. Totals: Adjusted rolls: 100.8 40.95 14.7 55 GIMLI'S total is.. 253.74 Adjusted rolls: 96 53.9 72 27 ORPHEUS' total is.. 248.9

When Orpheus felt his leg break, he wasn't prepared. The pain was excruciating and he could hear the bones crunch. It was a clean break and would heal up nice and straight should he properly care for it. He'd have to find a healer to set the bone back in place... which would mean going to a pack. He'd met Lurid down at Daager Island and broken off from her so he could definitely go back with her up north if she was still around where he'd left her. Hopefully she was, otherwise he was royally fucked. Lucky bastard. He thought, attempting to break away from the younger boy. Looking at him now... Orpheus couldn't tell the other was the same age as him, and he gave no fucks.

He Prowls || "He Sows" || He Growls