Learn to move as one
ARMADA AVALON RAID
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
764
764
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
07-09-2024, 11:40 PM
It was late morning when Basilisk and his band of raiders arrived at the lands of Avalon. He could feel the Spring coat on his fur, and rolling across the grassy lands which already grew rich and vibrant with the changing season. He knew Cobie would be expecting them, but he raised his voice and let a challenging cry roll out across the lands before him.
He could feel and hear his wolves behind him as he pressed on into Avalon lands, where the wolves of that pack would meet them. The moment he crossed over, he felt himself prepare himself, on guard for an attack as he waited to see what wolves would appear to face them.
Wylan
Heir Apparent
Master Fighter (300)
Master Intellectual (250)
Marauder
Bard
age
1 Year
1 Year
gender
Male
Male
gems
58
58
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
07-09-2024, 11:46 PM
Wylan was ready and eager to be a part of this next raid. His last one had gone incredibly well for him, and he had high hopes for today's success. He trotted after his Warlord, and moved into Avalon lands with the rest of the raiding party. Glacier and his still unnamed sheep trotted along on either side of him. His wings were lightly unfurled, trailing the air on either side of him as he waited to meet the wolves of Avalon.
He wanted to meet them, engage with them, and part on good terms. That was the way the Fatalis yearling rolled. Once he was fully across the border, he let his eyes move this way and that, searching out a potential opponent to appear over the grassy range.
07-09-2024, 11:54 PM
The trip from Armada lands to Avalon isn’t terribly long and the wolves that set out from the North, move as one. Lavender coat ripples as Andy’s muscles work, the spring day light creating a dazzling show of the raiding party as they hunt. With Basilisk in the lead, the group presses into Avalon pack lands, the booming call issued by the Warlord, challenging all those who wish to defend, to come and meet the group head on. While this raid is friendly and planned, it doesn’t change the fact that they are here to pit the Armada’s fighters against those of Avalon’s ad she is here to fight. With excitement brimming in her eyes, Andromeda, searches for an opponent to appear.
![](https://i.ibb.co/C1FbQ7q/Andy-Potato.png)
Andy has an Eastern Chanting Goshawk named Aquila and two Snow Leopards named Leo and Gemini. They are always nearby.
07-10-2024, 02:31 AM
spring dawns on their healing pack, a collaborative amalgamation of faces both new and old. Spider follows their packmates at a cautious pace, moving through the unfamiliar territory with narrowed eyes and pricked ears. they know little about Avalon and it’s alpha, but they’re quietly confident in the Armada’s chances. Bas has been recruiting and training the new recruits with admirable dedication, and, in some cases, Spider has witnessed the recruits’ determination and skill in person. they’re a strengthening group, and even if they lose today, this raid will only serve to further hone their abilities as a pack. coming to a halt, Spider rolls their neck and shoulders, relishing the crack. they shake the stiffness from their limbs and scan the horizon beyond for an opponent.
"Araneae Fatalis"
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Spider has a male raven companion named Doomsday and a female snake companion named Lady Snakeskin. Assume they are present unless stated otherwise.
07-10-2024, 05:30 PM
Oleander excitedly bounds beside Wylan and his packmates. His endurance had grown and his rippling muscles had lengthened since the last raid. His steel-capped claws were loaded with a mild abrasive poison this time and as he crested the hill to look upon their new battlefield, he pulled his polar bear skull helmet over his head and shifted the thick fur cape over his shoulders. He was ready!
He let Basilisk lead the way and followed behind him. How far would he get before his first opponent would appear? He wanted to see how these farmers drew up arms against a threat!
"Let's go, show me what you got!" He barked, as he leaped over a growing tuft of plants.
07-10-2024, 10:25 PM
Wynter followed eagerly behind Basilisk with her brothers and father, her new armor and dagger in place and her companions at the ready. She had missed out on the last raid, but this time she wasn't going to miss a thing. The energy from both of her brothers was contagious and by the time they got to the Avalon border and Basilisk called for their opponents she was grinning from ear to ear and all but ready to sprit across the border to find her first opponent. There was a first time for everything and the first time was always the sweetest. She loved having new experiences and learning new things and she was considering this an all new kind of learning experience. A chance to really put everything she had learned so far to the test and maybe even see what things she could improve on. She leapt in behind Ollie, searching for the Avalon wolves that they should be facing.
07-11-2024, 02:39 AM
his first raid and his most important lesson as of date, he'd learn hands-on from his packmates and basilisk, galloping behind the warlord as they went to confront avalon head on. a daunting thing, he felt a slight twinge of nervousness flare in his belly but he pushes through with resilience and determination. casimir was an armadan warrior and he intended to win. showing up today meant business and he was ready to go. his stance was set and eyes narrowed forward, awaiting the southerners.. already missing the rocky mountains.
"talk" "think"
![](https://i.imgur.com/4nL8XzU.png)
casimir is noble, orderly, distant and usually protective. he is not inherently mature with language, nor will his posts be. regardless, he will have some tendencies of mature topics.
07-11-2024, 11:48 AM
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Balanced
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Beginner Hunter
07-14-2024, 01:28 AM
seen from a distance off, casimir slid on his amethyst mask in preparation. standing his ground, casimir saw an ashen brute charge towards him and with initiative force, caismir would not wait to greet the other in a fierce collide. using the armor he wore over his head, he aimed to slam against the other's side as they dipped over and tried for his legs, hoping to prevent them form landing their blow and knock them down with brute force & weight. he is deliberate in his movements, snarling aloud.
Casimir vs Merlin for Dominance(Raid)
Round: 1/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Defensive Battle Accessory: Amethyst mask
Companion 1: Male sharp shinned hawk - Battle
Skills: Advanced fighter & Novice Hunter
Specialty: n/a
Round: 1/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Extra Large
Build: Heavy
Defensive Battle Accessory: Amethyst mask
Companion 1: Male sharp shinned hawk - Battle
Skills: Advanced fighter & Novice Hunter
Specialty: n/a
"talk" "think"
![](https://i.imgur.com/4nL8XzU.png)
casimir is noble, orderly, distant and usually protective. he is not inherently mature with language, nor will his posts be. regardless, he will have some tendencies of mature topics.
07-14-2024, 10:34 AM
Corbie had informed him that the Armada would initiate a practice raid on Avalon. They didn't know when or where but that was the point. Álarr simply kept an ear out and went about his business until one spring day he heard the challenging call. The Armada had arrived and it was time for Avalon to answer. He knew Corbie had a lot on her plate, especially with spring lambing so the answering would be in the paws of the betas and Corbie would show if she had time.
Álarr swiftly donned his armor and weaponry, calling his companions together before charging out to meet their opponents. He was pleased to see Merlin was already there and engaged in a fight. The boy was showing good initiative toward his training. Not one for tradition Álarr was fine choosing any opponent but at this juncture he opted to take on the leader. Well… at least try.
Álarr raced toward Basilisk before slipping subtly to his left. He planted his front legs, kicking off with his hind legs to try and arc in toward Basilisk's right front leg. Álarr's jaws lashed forward seeking to strike the larger man's shoulder where the trapezius muscle connected to the limb. His goal was to lacerate the flesh and tag the area not to actually tear the ligament.
Álarr vs Basilisk for Dominance
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked shoulder harness
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked helmet
Companion 1: Pallas Cat, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Raven, Female - Battle
Mutation 1: Kudu horns (small) - Offensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Defender
07-14-2024, 10:38 AM
![](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/448183316005257228/775022469634981918/Gossamer-table.jpg)
Gossamer gathered her supplies as well as her armor and weaponry. With her companions by her side she set out with the rest of the raiding party and arrived in the lush lands of Avalon a few hours before noon. The late morning sun was already heating up the lands and it felt good on her back as she prepared herself for battle. Basilisk gave out the call and one by one the Avalon wolves trickled in. One going for Casimir, another for Basilisk himself. Gossamer remained at the ready for her own chance at an opponent and if one did not materialize that was fine. Gossamer still had her healing talents to lend to the Armada wolves if the need arose.