Danyel
FourtyTwo
Forsythe
Auz
ButtsnBalls
Angus MacCallum
“Dirty what? Lass, does it really look like I’m trying to woo anyone here?” Angus argued at the girl’s accusations. “I’m trying to hide and you nearly blew me cover. That’s all. Course it’s probably too late anyway seeing as-”
As Angus took another peek out from behind the trash cans, he was stunned to see Dana was walking away. “Wait, I think she’s leaving! I’m gonna make a break for it. Sorry about the shove.” The boy took a few steps towards the main gate before looking back at Emma, “Oh, and just so you know. If I were trying to seduce you, it wouldn’t be behind some filthy bins. Anyway, cheers.” And with that Angus ran off to his home before anything else could impede him.
@KoL
Reothadh
“Stop! P-please!”
A lone Mask sorceress cried from deep within one of DGO’s forests as two Bruisers, an assassin and a berserker, mercilessly beat the poor girl. Her pleas continued as they struck her over and over again until she could only manage a whimper.
“You’re a weakling and a coward, just like the rest of the Ivories!” The berserker spat at the girl before grabbing her by the hair and lifting her off the ground. “It's time you learn what happens when you wreak another guilds home.”
Throwing the girl to the ground the Bruisers drew their weapons to finally finish the battered sorceress. They were so caught up in their assault of the girl, neither of them noticed the sudden chill in the air around them. Before either could strike the sorceress, a frost wave came from the trees and knocked the duo to the ground. Hindered by the cold effect, they were barely able to recover by the time Reothadh had stepped out of the trees and approached the two.
“Funs over, lads. Now get out of here before I knock you down for good.” Reothadh warned keeping his blade at the ready.
“Tough talk coming from a Ranger.” The assassin mocked twirling her throwing knives around, “We heard your sorry asses got beat by the Harlies. Even when organized your guild can't do shit!”
Reothadh glared behind his visor. “I won't warn you again. Leave!”
“How about we stay and just kill you both!” The assassin yelled before throwing a knife at Reothadh. The knife multiplied in the air creating two clones flying alongside it making dodging them a bit harder. But projectile weapons being his specialty, the tundra knight was able to deflect them with another frost wave which continued and slammed into the assassin reducing her health to the red and applying the cold effect yet again.
Seeing an oportunity, the berserker rushed Reothadh swinging his great sword into the air and bringing it down for a powerful overhead strike. Reothadh brought his own sword up just in time to catch the attack and counter with his own. The two continued to exchange blows, their blades clashing again and again, until the berserker fell for a feigned attack and swung high, leaving him helpless as Reothadh sliced his knees and dropped him to the ground. From there the knight drove his sword through the back of the berserker’s neck, reducing him to a pile of EXP crystals.
Once she recovered, the assassin realized she was out matched and quickly hightailed it out of there, but not before cursing the knight and the Green guild promising they’ll pay. Reothadh simply ignored her and instead turned his attention toward the sorceress who was quivering near a tree.
“Hey, it’s alright, they’re gone now.” He said softly hoping to comfort the girl. He pulled out a health potion from his inventory and handed it to her. After a moment of hesitation the sorceress took it and quickly drank the red liquid. “Mind telling me what you were doing out here alone? It’s not safe to be out without a few friends these days.”
The girl’s grip tightened around the flask as tears began to well up once more. “Those were my friends.” She said, a clear mixture of both sadness and anger in her voice.
“Oh… I see. I’m sorry.” Reothadh said looking mournfully at the EXP crystals that were once the berserker.
“I wasn’t even part of it, you know?” She explained her voice shaking as she tried to fight back the tears. “I wasn’t at the seige at all. They know I wasn’t! I told them when White Sun first declared war that I wouldn’t be a part of any of it! I thought they understood. I thought we were fine…”
Reothadh placed his hand on the girl’s shoulder as she shared her troubles. “I’m sorry for what your friends did, but try not to take it personally. This war has had terrible effects on everyone. The scars from last week’s attacks are still fresh, and the devs response to it all has really struck a nerve. People are angry, and they want to take it out on anything under the green or white banners. Hopefully your friends will come to their senses and try to mend things, but for now, let’s get you somewhere safe.”
Helping the girl to her feet, Reothadh lead her out of the forest and back to the main road. Once there the girl spoke. “Thanks for helping me, but I can make it from here. I just. Need to be alone for a bit.”
Reothadh nodded, “I understand. If you want, there’s a town not too far. Just keep heading West and you’ll see it. Once yer there go to the shop and tell them Reothadh sent you. They’ll hook you up with some better gear so the next time someone crosses yer path, you’ll be able to blast them into oblivion.”
“Hehe. Thanks. I’ll be sure to do that.” The sorceress said before the two headed in separate ways. Before they got far, she called back to the knight, “Hey, do you think things will ever be back to normal?”
There was a pause as the two stood silently in the road. The wind whistled through the trees for what felt like forever before Reothadh finally responded. “I don’t know. But I certainly hope so.”
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