#I think with the two alulu + one alrik that gives me threads on Luna so imma cap it there and blow those others a kiss

[alucardrakul]

Regardless of what happened here today, their lives were indelibly headed in a single direction. They would win this war, one way or another. With it came a toll, one that was indicative of great sacrifice.

"Ten took the Joining, nine survived." Some would call that a miracle. "Eight died after." Alucard wasn't sure if he could call that noble, but that was what they'd signed up for. "I'll lead what remains of us into the mountains, to hunt whatever creature is puppeteering these beasts." Old God, general, something had these darkspawn organized. For what had been taken from them, Alucard was prepared to do whatever it took - even if that meant killing them.

Aventia resembled her homeland as it fell under heavy fire from the invading Darkspawn, no person ought to suffer from home and lives lost as those who suffered through war. Luna couldn’t understand the cause of it as it only led to darkness but there were some who strayed from the light, who wanted to see the whole cast into flame and to be as broken and beastly as the followers of the dark.

She wanted to feel useful, as if she had a hand in turning the tides for the good, to fight against the blight that snaked underneath the Earth and turned everything it touched into rot and disease.

This was how she did it, by readying her bow and arrows, and steeling herself for any close contact with her hatchets. Battle Axes were a heavy and powerful instrument, one that she had yet to work herself up too but she had the muscles from wood cutting for so long and as she grew in her combat abilities, she one day wished to harness the power of them.

The Hurlocks with their numbered kills emblazed on their skin roar from the collapsing wall and yet she doesn’t cower, waver or wane. They had made this her fight when they took her that night at the Nornwatch Keep and once she got a taste of the Broodmother’s blood, it awoke a desire for vengeance and transformed her into the Lycan she was.

Others were bound to join them in their efforts of the Legion of the Dead, it was a life sentence one with a promised death by the Blight but it gave purpose and reason agaisnt a dark fight. Luna was proud to stand beside Alucard, lending her blade to the fight.

A smile crept upon her face which was stained with grime and blood, undiscovered yet if it was hers or another, the day had been bloody with kills. Knocking her shoulder agasint his, she readied her bow. “Until death, we’ll fight. Honored to have you as my brother in arms, let’s give ‘em hell."