Rules for Hunting

I have seen a lot of “How do defend yourself in the astral” blogs but I feel the need to inform the other group of people that go into the astral on quests or because of more private reasons.

Rule 1- Know what you hunt. I cannot stress this enough. This is possibly the most vital of all rules. Do your research, Know your target’s strengths and weaknesses no matter how small they may seem, and Know it’s domain. Don’t go anywhere until you KNOW EVERYTHING.

Rule 2-  Know your weapons. I am not just talking know how to use them, though that helps too. I am talking about know what else they are made for. A European blade with a cross hilt guard is was made for being stuck in the ground and praying over. You do that, and say a quick prayer over that blade for protection and boom, holy ground for about 10ft. until you pull it out of the ground. Asian silk can be used in some of the strongest binding spells and even can kill if you use the right spells. Garlic and onions and, hell, even rice can be used as an anti-demon weapon. Never fight a dragon with a sword and shield, go in with arrows and crossbows. Know your weapons, this is almost as important as know your prey.

Rule 3- Know the terrain and plan accordingly. If you are fighting in the snow use it to make hidden traps, if you are in the mountains, know where the caves are. If you are in an area with other creatures and lots of them, know which ones are out there, one might just help you because of a rivalry with what you are hunting.  Make plans. Make plans for your plans. Always have a fallback, and by fallback I mean a good point that you can easily start over from or a place that you can retreat too.

Rule 4- Don’t rush or loose your cool. Haste makes waste. If you panic, you tend to rush, when you rush, you make mistakes, when you make mistakes, the feces hits the rotational blades and you get covered. If you can keep your cool and keep to the fallback, then you can get out of almost any situation.

Rule 5- Don’t get personal. If you let a taunt or try to taunt and get personal then you risk people that you care about, even if they are not near you. Demons are notorious for trying to attack someone close to you to try to make you loose your cool. Don’t let them know about you. Keep a sealed lip.

Rule 6- Don’t talk to strangers. I know people are going to be like “Really?” for this one but, I am serious. You don’t know if that stranger is a friend or servant or master of what you are going after. Don’t accept help and don’t talk about what you are hunting. It may make things worse for you later on.

Rule 7- Don’t be afraid to run. I am serious. Running to a safe place could actually set you up for something that could actually save your life or even help you win. Running is not a cowardly thing, don’t get taunted into thinking it is. Other creatures will run from you if they can are know that they are loosing. Also Know where you are going when you run. Don’t just run off aimlessly.

Rule 8-  know your limits and make them last. I know people will want to use all of their strongest stuff first and end the fight quickly, but against a smarter foe, you will do nothing but exhaust yourself. Step up only when you have to. Get into a cozy pattern and drag the fight out if you have to. Just make yourself last. You may feel like you have a limitless supply of energy but it is not true. You will get tired eventually. So plan accordingly.

I know this sounds like a bunch of fantasy hublaa but it could just make your trip easier.


The Grey Army and the Titan War(upg alert)

There were 1,500 of us at first. All grown from different souls put into men. We were the army against the Titans. All of us made for one purpose. To Fight Titans. We were the first Heroes of the ancient world.
I remember, though not as well as one would hope, but I remember the battles. I remember Marching up with my phalanx pushing the chaotic throngs of monsters back up the steps leading to the Titan’s mountain. I remember the concentrated lust for war as we pushed our way up those gray mountain sides.
Everything was gray back then. There was no color due to the Lord of Time’s power. We could see such power, feel it trying to slow us trying to stop us. We pushed on however. Many of us had the blood of chaos and a will to force past the Titan Lord’s power.
I remember the bursts of raw power as the very skies clashed with themselves.
The world shook with force as even the Dame that birthed the Titan’s tried to stop us.

She knew what we would do. She knew our power. Yet we would not yield to even her. Frightening we were. Powerful we were. And even She feared us.

We were not made from anything on her land. We were forged in lands to the south and to the east where things were strange. She had no control over us. Only the first borns of Rhea did. By Demeter’s hand we reaped the armies of the Titans. By Hades’ strong arms we held fast as wave after wave of monsters broke themselves against our shields.

I remember the throne room. Massive and yet lethargic. Here we could see the magic of the Titan Lord’s power. We could see how it warped the very fabric of existence. That is where my first thought that I could define as mine came. I realized that he was desperate and was undoing the very time that was used to forge our loyalty, and indeed our very essence, to the Olympic Gods. Yet we still were fighting him.

There were great blazers burning dark with fire and statues with glowing magic in their hands keeping the attacks of the gods away.
Here, in this very room, is where and when our ranks finally broke. We knew not what to do. Yet we still fought with a power that pushed us. Only a few of us were able to pull the Grey Army back into form. Walls of defense were made with our bodies as ranks of us tried to destroy the statues and blazers.
We met a titan there. One with rams horns and wielding a staff attacked our ranks. I watched as one phalanx broke formation and masterfully detained the titan. All this time I worked on the blazer.

Nothing would cease the fire’s hunger. We tried smothering it but it ate through.
Then I had an inspiration. We worked to tip the blazer, and indeed we succeeded. Each one we did this and the mountain roared with pain.

The Titan called one of it’s brothers. One of many hands and faces, though all of the faces that would relate to any form of kindness were mutilated and warped till only the most aggressive and cruelest of faces were shown.
He, wielding many weapons in his hands, defended the other blazers with an efficiency unknown to us Grey Men. We watched as the fire burned everything but him.
He was indeed a strong foe and paired with the horned titan, we nearly lost. However they were in a much smaller space due to their size and were much less agile. We used them to start to destroy the throne room and we nearly succeeded.
Until the Titan Lord himself appeared. Even with our skin and blood of chaos it was hard to resist his power at such a close range. Most of us stopped dead in our tracks but the strongest of the Grey Army could still move, though not nearly as fast as we would have liked. I watched as he swung his sickle and completely undid everything that the gods made. One by one The Grey Army fell. Our first true casualties of this war.
Seeing this angered those who could move. We felt the bonds that held us down slip away as our anger reached it’s peak. And Kronos felt it as well. He charged us going straight for the strongest. They held him off while the rest of us formulated a plan.
It was not I, though I wish it was, who thought to use the fire to burn the eastern most statue allowing for the other gods to strike from their mountain on high. 
It worked, the statue was eaten by the black flame’s hunger.

We felt the full power of the gods rush through the wards. A league wide, and sever league long, pillar of energy surged through the weakened ward and struck the Titans down. In came color, power, and freedom in the form of the True Olympians. The Six born from Rhea entered and subdued the titans.
Then the Lords Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades cut their father into many pieces. Utop this very mountain, the decided to separate the lands. Hades the strongest volunteered to trap their father under the earth and watch the dead. The lords Poseidon and Zeus argued who should be king utop the mountain Olympus and who should watch closely over the earth and her inevitable Furry. It was settled by the Ladies Demeter, Hera, and the often forgotten Hestia. Who were afraid of Hades’ strong position.
Then came the choice of what to do with the Grey Army. We were made mortal by the now fallen foe’s power. The weakest of us were locked up out of fear of deteriorating more. Most were warped into creatures to serve eternally the gods. Only us leaders were remade with true power to keep our souls true. Our bodies died but were put into human bodies yet again. Scattered we were to the corners of this world and the next.To my knowledge only 16 of the leaders remain.