GM "Lions Roar" Hunt [Open]

Lothric had been walking for quite some time now, wandering through the forest looking for grimm and fighting those he had encountered. His armor had sustained a few new scratches but overall he had not run into anything too dangerous.

Holding his helmet under his left arm and the sword in his sheath, Lothric allowed his gaze to wander around his surroundings as he looked for any movement or shapes that would resemble a grimm. Not finding anything out of the immediate ordinary he lowered his guard and let out a heavy sigh.

"Shan't I find more creatures of dark and twisted design to purify with fire and steel..."

The tone was regal and calm yet a hint of anger or was it frustration could be detected, thinking on his words would also yield the same results. Lothric kept walking until he saw something standing there in the distance, not sure of the shape due to the distance and not willing to take the chance of being ambushed, he unsheathed Sanctus Ignis before drawing it over his left gauntlet and thus creating enough sparks to create flames that started to crawl all over his sword and then up his gauntlet and kept flowing until it engulfed both of his arms from fingertip to his shoulders.

Placing his helmet once more onto his head Lothric secured it hastily not wanting to scar the straps that held it in place too much. He then walked towards the shape and started to close the distance quite rapidly as he sped up his movement. The flames flowing behind him as he held his sword just below the guard on the blade it self and pointing the sword backwards so that he could easier keep his pace.

When he closed the distance enough that he could determine that the shape was human he slowed down to a brisk walk but still kept the flames roaring and held the sword in a firm grip even if it was on the blade it was dull at that place to more easily facilitate a grip and the usage of murder strikes.

The gentle pad of barren feet meeting muddy forest ground when unnoticed throughout the forest. A bipedal beast, roughly two meters and a half meters in height, had it's nose trained to the sky. It was far from the hunters, near half a mile of thick woodland between it and the impromptu party, but it was drawing ever closer without a clear line of site. They would not see it until it was upon them. The forest was alive, a few rodents were stirring in the undergrowth and the birds in the treetops letting loose their songs... all the while the beast padded through the forest.

Grimm had nothing in their lives, save for hunting the humanoid inhabitants of remnant. It was very much debatable whether you could even class Grimm as "Alive," their bodies did not decay like that of any other being. Turning to dust and arising from nothing, these creatures lived with purpose but were essentially purposeless in terms of the planet's ecosystem.

The beast halted for a moment, sensitive ears picked up a small sound. A small voice far away, it was on the right trail. Now crouching down onto all fours the beast continued, briskly making  it's way toward the hunters.

Noticing the humanoid shape moving towards him but then suddenly moving away had Lothric slightly puzzled, continuing with his brisk walk until he reached the area where he had seen the humanoid shape stand by earlier Lothric simply looked around not even noticing the sniper up in the tree.

Trying to locate the other individual was something he gave up on quite quickly as after a few glances yielded zero results, not wanting to was more time Lothric continued in a direction still oblivious to the sniper and thought nothing more of what he had seen.

Suddenly he heard a small thud as if some one had fallen onto the ground, it had to at least be close if he could hear it over the crackling of the flames. Turning his gaze once more to the surroundings he noticed the shape of a Beowulf and a girl that was down on her rear, not wanting to wait for an invitation Lothric simply grabbed the handle of Sanctus Ignis and pointed it at the grimm.

As the sword tip was raised towards the grim the flames that had engulfed his arms moved over towards his sword and covered the blade. It then shot forward at the grimm before dividing into four bolts that split in a dome like shape, each with different speed and aiming for different limbs. Aiming for it's arms and legs Lothric continued to focus on the flames as they closed on the grimm and then suddenly gained speed quickly before launching them selves at him.

Combat:

The beast found itself coming face to face with an intruder far sooner than it had expected to. A female, with bright yellow hair and pointed ears, had walked directly into the beast's path. She took a step back and stumbled to the ground, a lack of confidence had washed over her, and so the beast could see her clearly. It let out a loud roar, remaining in it's quadrupedal stance. Priming to pounce upon her when suddenly another made their way through the treeline, less shocked by the beast than their counterpart.

The Beowulf retained a low growl as the man's sword flared, keeping low and prepared to pounce in most any direction... though to be honest this wasn't the smartest of beasts, even for a Grimm, so there was only one direction that it was intent on moving. If it had to take a projectile to the chest and keep moving, it was fairly intent on taking a projectile to the face and continuing to move.

However, as the beast pounced in toward the man in a borderline cat like fashion his projectile widened and split into four. Thus the beast, unintentionally, had completely evaded the man's attack. With the tremendous power of the beast's legs it leaped and pushed down it's lower legs hard toward the man's chest, the man likely still much too concentrated on the conjuring of his semblance to counter or avoid the attack. Wherever it would land following that, be it with it's feet on the man's chest or on the ground where he would have been, it would then make another leap; this time toward the girl. As it jumped it would bring it's right hand down in a slashing motion, hoping to catch her face down to her stomach... though this maneuver would put the beast in quite a crouched and hunched over position due to it's size. Prepared to jump again sure, but it would take a moment to adjust.

Unfortunately for the man in the trees not only was this confrontation happening in the opposite direction of where he had thought it might, but due to the branches and the density of the treeline it would be near impossible to get a clear shot from his current position. However, though he would be within the grimm's sight, if he were on the ground his vision would be much clearer. Only the trunks of the trees blocking his sight, rather than the branches as well.

Noticing the grimm leaping towards him and as such making him miss with his attack angered Lothric greatly as the beast had so easily avoided what he was exactly trying to ward off with his attack.

Stumbling backwards a good few meters from the kick by the grimm Lothric looked back up just in time to focus on his flames and extinguish them before they sat the forest ablaze, he then heard gunshots being fired and let out a low growl as not only was he dealing with the grimm but a potential idiot shooting at something that was engaged in close quarters with two others.

Hearing the female speak to the shooter or well snap at whoever it was made Lothric nod his head once with a simple "Tch!" as he agreed with her. Letting out a small annoyed sigh Lothric ran towards the grimm, doing so he moved his gauntlet over a small section of the swords strip and used the sparks to conjure fire as he closed the gap with the grimm Lothric swung horizontally from left to right as he aimed at the side of the grimm.

After the swing he adjusted his position and unleashed an over head strike aiming for the grimms right shoulder and then moved his grip towards the base of the sword and unleashed an axe like chop with it at the grimms left shoulder.

Combat: