CustardSlice

Guild of Dishonor

Ratte slipped through the door of the museum and darted towards the carriage. She could see Kai and a guard clinging onto the back and roof of the carriage, whilst Isago ran for the coach behind with a woman she didn't know. @King Tai The rest of the guards were taken care of; a thin cloud of smoke rising up between them and the carriage where someone had created a barrier with flames. Another man, yet again one that she hadn't seen before, ran from a tumbling pile of crates towards the carriage. @SantosGabriel77

She frowned, not sure exactly what to think of the situation. She couldn't think for too long. She gritted her teeth and launched herself at the carriage, flinging her body forward and slammed against the side, gripping it tightly with her hands. She gasped and winced as a shooting pain shot through her hand. Something had twisted or hit the wooden panel and was going to bruise but again she pushed it aside, focusing instead on her footing. She arranged her feet on the thin strip of wood lining the base of the carriage and reached up to grip onto a wrought iron lantern hook. The lantern itself had long since blown itself out and the cage was rattling against the side of her wrist. She narrowed her eyes at it before shouting up to Kai, "Kid! What's going on? Where's Roxy?" @Raptra @KatherinWinter

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The commander grunted and landed with a thud after the impact of Isago's charge. He gasped, winded, and rolled onto his side, trying to catch his breath before the thieves escaped. He heard horses and footsteps trampling in every direction and frowned, watching a good half of his men turn and run after a girl dressed all in black leather. Her face looked familiar. "H-Hey!" he wheezed, "They're... they're getting away!" With several more grunts and groans, the commander got to his feet and was immediately affronted by a wall of heat. He covered his face and staggered back, coughing.

He dropped his hand and let out a long shaking breath. He was at a loss. They had the horses and the carriage and one of them had seduced his men in the opposite direction. He gripped his fist tightly and set his eyes on the retreating figures. One, two, three, four, five, six. Black, purple, orange, white. Rat, kid, snow, black, prostitute, spider. He memorized their sillhouettes and their fading features, before allowing himself to keel over and hold his aching chest. He would find them again.

@Sleeth

*Cheesy Title/Generic Greeting*

Hey! You sound like you RP in my style, shoot me a PM if you want to chat about some ideas?

Guild of Dishonor

Ratte sighed, watching Roxy disappear before she looked down at the lock in her hand and shook her head. Maybe the older wonn was right and she was doing the wrong thing here by focusing on the museum and not on the prize. Like Roxy, Ratte was a loner - she had never worked as part of a team before. It seemed that her old habits were playing with her abilities again and she was thinking of her own capabilities. She knew that she could fight, but not well enough to fight a platoon of guards, but then... she wouldn’t have been fighting alone this time.

Shouting and the loud scraping wooden cart wheels on cobbles caught her ears and she rushed to the window. Outside she caught sight of a man in white that she hadn’t seen before steering the carriage and a precarious-looking kid on the roof that she did know the face of. She tutted and gritted her teeth, Damnit kid, I thought I told you to watch your back!

She turned and sprinted back down the corridor, her feet light on the ground. She needed to catch up with that coach before the white-haired man took the whole mission for himself and Kai got hurt.
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The commander sneered at his opponent and gripped his sword tightly. He decided quickly not to give the man the satisfaction of a response to his gloating and simply raised his blade for another attack.

He stepped forward, planted his foot and brought his sword up and around his head in a sweeping motion, then brought it down again full of momentum to the man’s shoulder.

Behind him, the guard tripped and scuffled around one and other to follow the carriage. One soldier managed to leap forward and he grabbed to back of the carriage desperately, before being pulled along on his front as the horses picked up speed.

Guild of Dishonor

Hey! Site maintenance has stopped me coming online for the past week, so I will post tomorrow as I am finally able to see something that isn't 'be right back' :) Hope everyone is well!

Guild of Dishonor

Still here - just letting you guys post before I do again :)

Forever Worthy, a magic school with a twist

Shall I set up a PM to RP then as we get ideas we can always start a new one to world-build and discuss? @RoccanIronclad@shamrocknroll

Forever Worthy, a magic school with a twist

We could always do something here or in PMs to build characters and the world up a bit while you drum up interest? That way your idea doesn’t go to waste :)

Guild of Dishonor

Ratte's hand caught her lock just in time before she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on edge and she was dragged back into the shadows. She held a yelp back in her throat and found herself glaring at Roxy, who looked furious. She felt the dagger at her neck quivering with Roxy's anxiety and Ratte's own tension fell just slightly. Things weren't going as planned; it was just as well that she had come here first. Before Ratte had time to answer, the older woman released her hold and Ratte slumped, letting the tension in her shoulders settle and instinctively running her hand over her neck.

She sensed Roxy's tension practically vibrating in the air and shook her head, "You're not so confident in what you're doing, are you?" she murmured, stepping out beside Roxy, "you were all talk in that tavern and you're really just as scared as a newbie... something tells me you get a lot of people bailing on you, don't you?" Ratte smirked and set her dark eyes on the woman. She bit her lip in the corner and watched Roxy intently. The woman had a past - a sensitive one at that - and it was clear from the lines on her face and the serious set of her eyes, but she looked like a deer caught in the headlights and Ratte's stomach flipped just a little; her soft spot for beautiful women playing her like a fool.

"Look..." she said, letting out a sigh and keeping her voice low. Every instinct was warning her against sharing her plan, but she pushed through them and showed Roxy the lock in her hand. "I know this game inside and out - I've been stealing from locked cabinets since before I could walk. I came in to scout the place in case it all went wrong and we needed a plan B. I'm going to switch the locks. That way if they manage to get the loot in before we take it, we have the key for the lock they use. I'm not trying to hijack the mission or make anything go wrong, trust me - I just don't believe in one straight plan." She looked across to the window and raised an eyebrow, hearing the viscious clanging of swords. She looked back to Roxy, "Shall we go join the dance?" @KatherinWinter

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The commander's yell got caught in his throat as his horse fell beneath him. He fell to the ground and felt the wind leave his lungs. He gulped down air and quickly rolled, sword still in hand, and swung it up in the large man's direction. @King Tai He could only glance around at the situation around him. Two of the security guards were down and none of them were on horses anymore. Behind him he could hear the scrapings of armour and metal swords as more guards from the rear arrived and began fighting what looked like a child. @Raptra The child himself was dodging their attacks almost as quickly as they could be delivered and he saw his partner's horse now being taken up by the man in white. @Sleeth

He gritted his teeth and scrambled to his feet, bringing his focus back to the man that had made his own horse lame. He gripped his sword and swung it up in a long arc across the front of the man, hoping to parry his attack if not slice open his chest. He let out a loud cry and the carriage door swung open. Several more men stepped out of the main carriage and drew up their arms, charging for the thieves gathered at the front of their caravan.

Forever Worthy, a magic school with a twist

Zala blinked up in shock at the woman addressing her. She had almost forgotten that the companion she had strapped to her waist was her reason for being so willing to follow Cameron on another adventure. "There you go again," she felt the rusty iron's grumbling in the back of her head like an old memory resurfacing, "forgetting about me, letting me bash into things and bump my head on everything you trip over you clumsy cow." Zala glared down at her iron and gave it a smack.

"Hush now," she said firmly, before offering a hand to the teacher addressing her, "Zala Underbridge," she said, "and the annoyance strapped to my waist is Isiah. I'm assuming that we are offering both names." Zala's eyes flickered towards Walt to reassure herself that he had done the same, then across to Cameron as if willing him to take the conversation further. She knew that she couldn't hold much hope - he wasn't much of a talker.

Cameron looked to the new teacher and frowned. The man didn't look remotely interested in teaching him anything and he felt a twinge of competition strike up within him. He had taken up archery as a child and still continued to practice to this day - more so now that he had found Fothaes. In the back of his mind he felt a cold laugh bubble up into the surface of his consciousness. 'So there you are.' He hadn't heard much from his weapon since his decision to attend Forever Worthy.

"Seems as though this place will be good for you - something to drive you for once," her voice echoed. Cameron shook off her smug competitive waves of enthusiasm and looked to his 'teacher'.

"I'm sure I'll give you something to think about.." he said calmly.

@RoccanIronclad@shamrocknroll

Guild of Dishonor

Ratte's still in the museum near where the jewels are going to be put (if they get there).. There are 4 guards outside of the carriage - one guard's bleeding out on the floor; one is on the horse with Isago at the front of the carriage; one is fighting Kai near the carriage; and one is charging Eryx. :) Hope this helps!