#killing a monster only to get jumped by a deer; elk; moose or cow

[dcwnthercbbithcle]

I PROMISE HER CHARACTER SHEET HAS ALL HER POWERS WITH EXPLANATIONS, but still, this has been HAUNTING me.

Even though Fíadh is technically immortal, I do imagine that death does embrace her from time to time. If an injury is too severe for her to carry on duties from (i.e dismemberment, bodily destruction, etc) Her mind will simply jump to one of the members of her flock, taking over their mind and body. Meanwhile, her primary body works on recovering itself, regrowing or reattaching whatever was lost and bypassing the shock. Thereby giving her the time to fetch the blood she will need to fill the deficit made by the blood magics used in repairing and reanimating her and enough time to adequately avenge herself/clear the area of hostiles. Given her vengefulness, though, going straight to kill whoever got her is how she'll choose to spend this break rather than simply resource-searching to make her recovery smoother.

Like just imagine being the guy who managed to take down the seemingly unkillable beast in the mountains with a lucky cannon shot. You watch as the lead sphere rips through trees and foliage, narrowly avoiding one of your allies, who would have been a victim, only to rip through her chest and take an arm off with it.

She is pulled backwards from the momentum before crashing into the rocky ground with a resounding, wet thud and slumping. No movement, no attempt to rouse herself from the unsurvivable wound.

You hear your friend yelling something but can't make it out, your ears are still ringing, and you're still attempting to process that you have done it. The Beast is dead, or at least doing a really damn convincing job at pretending to be. Her body seemed to be rotting at an accelerated rate, emaciating into what seemed like a mummy, but hey! Magical beings work strangely compared to yourself, especially one as old as you knew she had been. Maybe she skips the rot and passes from ashes to ashes into the night.

Feeling safer, you go to turn around and leave the sentry position. Still, in that split second, you can only partially realize the bleary brown figure rushing at you at full speed before its antlers drive into the soft of your stomach before pulling itself free just a moment later and running off toward the fallen monster.

Avenged from beyond the grave, it seemed, leaving you only capable of hearing its bugle resounding in warning while you bleed out, and it, or rather she, continues on defying death just as the legends always stated!