Colonel Nato

moooo, I died.

Colonel Nato wrapped his hands firmly around his weapon as yet another group of players decided that it was in their best interests to take him down first. In honesty, it was a sound course of action as the tactically savvy minotaur knew. Eliminate your greatest enemies, the three leaders of the Minotaur army, first and do that from weakest to strongest. Nato may have been the smartest among the Minotaurs, but he knew that in terms of brute strength he was badly outclassed by General Baran and Asterios, their glorious leader. As Macradon landed a stunning attack on Nato the midnight black Minotaur shook his great head and snorted, shrugging off the stunning effect.

"You will have to do better than that, little man," the leader of the King's Royal Guard rumbled in a laughing tone, drawing his trashcan lid sized hand back and cracking Macradon across the face with a backhanded blow that dealt no damage but was, clearly, intended to be an insult to the swordsman.

Battle Order & Roll:

ID# 80042  BD: 2 ..well maybe not:D

The suited bullman raised his weapon and parried the feeble attacks of the dark clad man with ease. "Such simple minded attacks, they won't work against me!" he claimed, not understanding his earlier words but not carrying enough to ask for their meaning. The self proclaimed 'most intelligent' of the trio would then spot with the corner of his eye another player that went for his leg. He lifted himself out of his way and let out a condescending snort accompanied by a smirk as he watched the second player running away from him.

Next he would eye a feline-like figure menacingly approaching him with a spear aimed right towards his chest. Deciding to take on the challenge, the 'smart' minotaur trusted his reflexes enough for him  to be able to catch and snap into two the woman's weapon. Unfortunately, his reflexes weren't as sharp as he thought and while still catching the spear by its pole, the spearhead managed to pierce his chest... ruining his shirt with a visible red cut.

In response to her  "Neeyaaa~" he let out a frown followed by a snort, as if steam was exiting his nostrils. Then holding the spear tight so that she wouldn't run he hunched over, invading her private space:

"This was my favorite shirt!!!" he bellowed in her face and was reaching with his other hand to repay her in kind. In the next moment, he felt the cold sensation of steel on his back as yet another player landed a attack on him while he was busy with the woman. Gritting his teeth, he tossed the woman to the side via her weapon and turned to face the masked man. "You'll pay for this!" she muttered, his eyes slightly gaining a red tinge as he realized that his favorite suit was being turned into tatters. The enraged bull stomped on the ground... but nothing more than a light vibration resulted.

It was a nice sunny day with a gentle breeze, just perfect for a stroll towards the outskirts of the nearest human setlement. In this case, 'stroll' meant that the 3 figureheads of the united minotaur army would inspect the future battlefield apparently without any kind of guard protection. They were just that cocky as all that opposed them got stomped underneath their hoofs with little effort. Is that through their raw power that they managed to unite the different bull factions under their banner. Their king, Asterios, is said to be a god-like existence among the bull people and their hope for a better life.

Sighting the picketed fences of the nearest house, Colonel Nato, that was looking sharp while wearing a tailor-made suit looked at his superior's direction: "Mooo moooo! momomo mo mooo." then releasing some kind of laughter-like sounds through his nostrils. His other two companions let out a nod while monotonously replying with a low "Moooo." Asterios, the tallest of the group frowned and looked to the side, pointing towards the mass of players that were drawing near them: "Mooo, momomomo ,moo!"

By the time they drew closer and within earshot of the three, Colonel Nato raised his eyes to the side and side-looked at the two saying:

"Please leave them to me, you shouldn't worry yourselves with mere worms." This time, the players could clearly hear him talking in human speech. While Nato wasn't the most powerful of the three, she was deemed one of the smartest bull people. His suit bared testimony to his 'uniqueness' as any other of his subordinates would wear armor, even when going in a mere walk. Nato went to the side and retrieved his weapon that was impaled in the ground: a mighty double edged white glaive. While the combination of a biped, suit wearing bull with a weapon seemed odd he wore a serious expression.

Not soon after that, a group of players fearlessly attacked him. The minotaur withstood the attacks, only worrying so far for his suit as it received several cuts. He grit his teeth and glared the players that dared damage his wear. He raises his right hoof and slams it into the ground with lightning speed, this otherwise normal move generates a massive shockwave that affects all those that attacked him in the last round. The suit dressed minotaur let out a extremely pleased laughter as one of his assailants exploded into pixels after his attack. They were no match for him after all.

With a pleased smug on his face, the colonel next reaches for the silver whistle that dangled around his neck and after a large inhale, blew into it releasing a almost deafening sound that scared away the birds from the nearby trees. In mere moment, the sound of hoofs on the earth can be heard. From the forest nearby, a pair of minotaur soldiers ran in front of Nato and eyed the large party that stood before their superiors. "Dispose of them!" bellowed Nato while extending his hand forward.