Niska Woods - Erstonian Order Lumber Camp

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Things were quiet. Nothing was out to attempt against the newly erect camp by the foreigners. But someone was watching.

Needless to say, there were eyes in the forest that reported to the deadly other side of the trees, opposite of these laborers. And word had gotten back to a particular individual, piquing her interest. She hadn't seen something like this in DECADES. The people of the light half of the island had opted to just try to live with the inevitability of the monsters on the other side, but this was something completely different. Were they here to liberate the pitiful humans, or conquer them?

Whichever the case, it provided something of change. And that was desperately needed by Airedale's High Lady. 900 years of repeated days with little variety tended to wear on the side of boredom.

And so, against advisement of those of the Covenant, Lucile had opted to step into the sunlight to see what all the commotion was. She might be seen by a patrol but not in a normal sense. She opted to take another form rather than the human one, one of a large bat with snowy white fur, staring with blood-red beady eyes from the place she hung - about the size of a large bird of prey with wide wings wrapped comfortably around her body. The tall, pointed ears twitched about at any sound, and despite the fact she was in this form she could see quite clearly as she watched the lumber camp.

The woman silently snickered as she watched the small detachment come to investigate her - the exceptionally large Albino bat hanging in a tree. It was hilarious, really. Her wings rustled in adjustment from her position, ears flicking a bit, but she made no other motion towards them. She was curious to see what these puny humans were going to do.

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Foul? How rude!

She couldn't help a tilt of her head in response - it was almost laughable. So paranoid, like cattle when there was tension. Maybe a wolf amongst their kin. She was oh, so tempted to spook them and watch them run about bellowing in panic.

In a sudden movement she would snap her wings open wide, revealing the rest of her white form as she flapped them about madly and shrieked something fierce - the sound virtually smooth and clean like the sound of a flute yet still terrifying all the same. Yet she made no other move, bringing her wings back closed and continuing to watch, hopefully, the men panic or at least flinch. It was always fun to torment animals like that, to watch the fear in their eyes.

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Another soundless giggle. They were so jumpy, except that knight. She remained very still, quickly beginning to hum with a power of her own - easily felt by those attuned to it. It was electric and brimming with energy, as if quivering in restraint. And it was ancient. The bolts flew at her in a blanket, looking to impale her and knock her out of the tree in a pool of blood on the ground.

However it was a very different result. The first bolt that came into contact seemed to shatter on impact like fragile glass - and so did the bat. It shattered and broken into hundreds of small pieces that each near instantly took the shape of the same bat in a much smaller form. They fluttered in a cloud through the net of arrowheads and looked to swarm right through the men - not looking to kill or even seriously maim. But just to terrify and stir them up into a frenzy.

Such fun!

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The pulse scattered the bats, seeming to repel them like leaves from a wide blanket popped open to scatter them. Their own movements ceased for a few moments as they fell like such leaves on the breeze, before almost immediately springing back to life and fluttering away back towards the trees. They would vanish into the shade of the canopy of forest trees, leaving only the faintest womanly chuckle behind on the wind until it faded to nothing.