Charlie was quite a bit faster than the burly man, what was his name again? Not important. He turned a sharp corner down an alley that ended into a side street on which he tuned north on. In any case Charlie didn't need to outrun the guards that were... Well actually they weren't chasing him anymore. He must've lost them. Charlie remembered Yid soldiers being a bit faster than that. Charlie patted his pockets, quiver and sheath just to make sure he had everything. He did have everything except for his coin purse, which happened to have all his money in it. He'd have to go back and hope the guards didn't recognize him with his hood up, Charlie began jogging back to the alley he turned in to. But just as he rounded the corner he seemed to be hit by what felt like a ton of bricks.
Nito had been sprinting before Charlie passed him. The smaller man was much quicker, which was really no surprise. Charlie had run into an alley, as Nito was still being pursued by the Yid soldiers. He knew he could fight them but there were large numbers, and the middle of Veganshi wasn't exactly the best place to kill soldiers. The large man continued to run, until he looked over his shoulder. The guards were no longer behind him. Before he had time to slow down he felt his arms collide with someone, knocking them a considerable distance.
Charlie coughed when he crashed into the various barrels stacked outside the shop. They all came toppling down in a big mess but Charlie didn't dare make another sound. Best case is that Nito was being chased by Yid and would just move on without a second glance.However if he didn't Charlie would just play dead for the last thing he needed was the burly man fighting him again. He really wasn't in the mood to kill anybody today, but mostly he didn't want to clean his knife again.
"So you were just going to let them kill me?" Nito said angrily. "I am done playing games. Good luck not getting killed. Farewell." With his last comment he walked off hoping to get some distance between them. He then thought of Drolock. Well, he was always thought of him because they practically shared a brain. The loss of any privacy you once had was what turned most people away from committing to a pact. It had been a while since the manticore had eaten, and Nito did not like the idea of him eating stray travellers. With that last thought, Nito rushed to meet him in the forest near the city. He was in such a hurry that he bumped into a few people. He didn't let that slow him down however. He had somewhere to be.
The forest was quite as Nito walked briskly to large tree where he had last seen Drolock. Nito knew that the manticore had eaten some of the local wildlife, but he was not aware that he had eaten enough to silence the forest. Leaves were strewn throughtout the forest floor in many shades of color. Nito stopped to breathe deeply, and inhaled the scents of the wilderness. He could smell wild berries, pine, and he could hear the crunch of his feet on the leaves below him. He sincerely hoped that he wouldn't run into any Yid patrols. They were known to patrol and police the woods around Veganshi because they didn't trust the dwarves on the other side of The Great Spine. Ever since Kikope stopped responding to messages the threat of war has been looming on the horizon.
As Nito reached the massive tree where Drolock waited he slowed down. He reached into his bag of supplies and pulled out a large hunk of raw beef. The large manticore preferred human flesh, but where are you supposed to buy that? Nito didn't think luring unsuspection people to the woods and feeding them to a large beast was very ethical. In any case the beef was close enough, and would satisfy his appetite. As Nito approached, Drolock who had been sleeping, began to stir. "Why couldn't you have made those blasted Yids follow you out here?" Drolock said in his deep, rumbling voice. "They would have made a much better meal."
Nito laughed and threw his friend most of the raw meat. He saved some for himself to cook later. "Someday. Hopefully someday soon we can both have our fix of Yid blood." we can both have out fix of Yid blood. Nito meant what he said. He was raised as a hunter, so he was no stranger to violence. In his mind the Yid soldiers were practically animals anyways so he didn't see anything wrong with killing a few of them if he needed to. His thoughts were interrupted as a pang of hunger struck him. He realized that he hadn't eaten, but instead he had filled himself up with cheap beer. He sighed looking at the small piece of meat he had saved for himself. It would make a good snack, but it was nowhere near a meal. Nito turned back towards Veganshi. The thought of fresh bread, and sweet spiced rolls made his mouth water. He marched off in pursuit of pastries. Drolock knew of his intentions, as they shared thoughts. "I'll be around." Drolock barked at Nito. "Perhaps a Yid patrol will stumble by." Licking his lips, the manticore flapped his huge black wings and jumped up to a large branch. Nito watched as he sauntered off through the tree tops, and shrugged. All he could think about were the pastries.
Charlie sighed and crawled out from under the pile of barrels, thank god that behemoth was gone. All he needed was different color skin and he'd be bonified ogre. Charlie stood and brushed himself off, he pulled his hood back over his head and took a deep breathe. " I hate the Yid." He whispered to himself before dashing into the alley ahead of him. He wasn't too far from the inn and hoped he could get back before the crowd died down. He cut left and right through the dark alleyways, puddles splashed and he didn't stop for anything. Then he turned into an alley that would lead him back to the market place and dashed out of it quickly slowing his pace as to not attract attention. He spotted a pastery stand, that was definintly going to be the first thing he buys once he retrieved his money.
Charlie walked into the crowd and kept his head down, he peered up and saw the guards violently attacking innocent people. It seemed as if the crowd was going to be a mob soon there was a lot of yelling and threats being shouted. Charlie scooped up a stone from the crowd's feet and threw it away quickly at a Yid soldier. This was just enough to set off a chain reaction that led to the soldiers and now angry mob charging eachother. Charlie took a few steps back and then walked through the gap in the battlefield of an inn. He hopped through the broken window and snatched his coin purse from under the table he was sitting at earlier. Then he heard hooves, here comes the calvalry.
Charlie casually walked and hopped out the way he came then left the scene. Those pastries were now an absolute must for him, oh he could taste them now. He made his way to the stand and opened his coin purse. Charlie just gave the man whatever he could pinch quickly, surely it was more than enough. He then swiped a sweet roll and leaned back onto one foot. There was another man at the stand, but he didn't care for much conversation especially when he had been drinking. He quietly enjoyed his sweet roll and listened to the scene unfold at the tavern.
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Robb chuckled at Jarrett. "Leave the lady alone mate. Let's go see were the pursuit of riches takes us." Robb then turned to Alekzander. "We'll be back when I've made back what I've lost. Come on Jarrett, let's go." With his last comment he made his way out the door, but not before he grabbed a fresh bottle of rum. Pocketing the bottle he was now ready to conduct some thievery. Robb thought a good place to start was Estherdame's market place. It was always full of business, and they might get lucky.
Even though their city wasn't the richest or nicest place in the world, there was always something of value. Robb could already hear the coins jingling in peoples' pockets. He truly enjoyed the rush of pickpocketing. You were always at risk being caught. The risk is what made it fun because you had to be skilled to pull it off. Robb fancied himself quite good at what he did, and he always liked a chance to practice his craft. This wouldn't be the only thing the pair stole today however, just some quick fun.
Even though their city wasn't the richest or nicest place in the world, there was always something of value. Robb could already hear the coins jingling in peoples' pockets. He truly enjoyed the rush of pickpocketing. You were always at risk being caught. The risk is what made it fun because you had to be skilled to pull it off. Robb fancied himself quite good at what he did, and he always liked a chance to practice his craft. This wouldn't be the only thing the pair stole today however, just some quick fun.
Robb laughed at Father Jones accusation. Well... it was true, but still an accusation nonetheless. "Alekzander isn't the only one with quick fingers." Robb said as he handed the cane back to Father Jones. Knowing full well that Alekzander had won the card game, Robb pushed his money forward. "You win as usual." Robb stood up, and stretched his back. Walking over to the bar counter, he grabbed a bottle of open red wine. Robb took a quick swig and winked at the bar maid.
"Now that I'm down 50 From, I think I'm going to take walk and get it back." said Robb. "Anyone care to join me?" Robb looked around the room for any takers. Even petty theft wasn't half as fun without someone to do it with. "Jarrett? Shae? Anyone?" Robb asked looking at his fellow thieves. "Who knows how fun it'll be?"
"Now that I'm down 50 From, I think I'm going to take walk and get it back." said Robb. "Anyone care to join me?" Robb looked around the room for any takers. Even petty theft wasn't half as fun without someone to do it with. "Jarrett? Shae? Anyone?" Robb asked looking at his fellow thieves. "Who knows how fun it'll be?"
Robb pulled 50 from out of his pocket, and placed it on the table. More and more guild members began to arrive, and most of them sat around the table to watch. Just before Robb was about to draw his cards a woman he didn't know entered. As she spoke Robb remembered that Alekzander had indeed informed him about her. She was definitely a valuable asset to the team.
Returning to the game, Robb ran his fingers through his thick hair and sighed. He wasn't good at card games but he still didn't want to lose 50 from. He considered the fact that he could make it back easily on the job with Jarrett but hey, money was money. Quickly, Robb layed out 3 of the cards he had taken. A 10 of hearts, an 8 of clubs, and a 7 of spades. That added up to 25. Robb cursed under his breath and waited for Alekzander to play his hand.
"I think we both know you're going to win mate." Robb said with a laugh, as he leaned back in his chair. "You always do."
Just then Suro entered the room panting. She dropped into a chair, and shut her eyes. Robb watched curiously. He wondered what had happened to the shy thief.
Returning to the game, Robb ran his fingers through his thick hair and sighed. He wasn't good at card games but he still didn't want to lose 50 from. He considered the fact that he could make it back easily on the job with Jarrett but hey, money was money. Quickly, Robb layed out 3 of the cards he had taken. A 10 of hearts, an 8 of clubs, and a 7 of spades. That added up to 25. Robb cursed under his breath and waited for Alekzander to play his hand.
"I think we both know you're going to win mate." Robb said with a laugh, as he leaned back in his chair. "You always do."
Just then Suro entered the room panting. She dropped into a chair, and shut her eyes. Robb watched curiously. He wondered what had happened to the shy thief.
Robb chuckled lightly at Alekzander's joke. He had heard that one a few times before, and was often teased about it much to his own amusement. Work was work however and a job with Jarrett was as good as any. Robb looked forward to a chance to test his skills. Lurking in the shadows, as strange as it may sound, is what he was best at.
Roban was screaming for tea as the bar maiden rushed off to deliver it. Robb made a mental note to visit him later and see what new inventions he had waiting. Robb liked to keep up to date with the other guild members as they were like a family to him. The guild had after all taken him off the street, and given him a home. The others would arrive soon enough and Robb was eager to start planning the robbery. Alekzander reached for a deck of cards on the table and shuffled them quickly, and skillfully. Robb could tell by the way he shuffled that the guild master was no stranger to them. Looking to kill sometime Robb accepted the invitation to play. "Name the game." Robb leaned forward in his chair, smirking."And if you'd like to make things interesting, name your stakes."
Roban was screaming for tea as the bar maiden rushed off to deliver it. Robb made a mental note to visit him later and see what new inventions he had waiting. Robb liked to keep up to date with the other guild members as they were like a family to him. The guild had after all taken him off the street, and given him a home. The others would arrive soon enough and Robb was eager to start planning the robbery. Alekzander reached for a deck of cards on the table and shuffled them quickly, and skillfully. Robb could tell by the way he shuffled that the guild master was no stranger to them. Looking to kill sometime Robb accepted the invitation to play. "Name the game." Robb leaned forward in his chair, smirking."And if you'd like to make things interesting, name your stakes."
Robb had been up for about an hour doing some light exercise. While he wasn't the strongest person, it's good to stay in shape for his line of work. He pulled on his black jacket and slipped on his boots before walking into the hideout's main room. Like Alekzander Robb lives in the hideout. It isn't the nicest place, but home was still home. Robb nodded a good morning to the guild master as he grabbed an apple off a table.
Robb sat alone at a table near the wall, whistling a tune. He enjoyed mornings at the hideout because it was usually quiet when he woke up. Aside from the doctor yelling ocasionally, it was. The barmaid walked over to Robb with his usual morning meal. Freshly squeezed juice, and a pastry. Grunting his thanks, Robb began to eat. It wasn't uncommon for him not to be in the mood for conversation until after eating. He got up from his chair and stretched. Today felt like the perfect day to do some less than honest work. Robb approached the guild master and sat across from him at his table. Putting his feet up, Robb popped the question.
"Any work today?"
Robb sat alone at a table near the wall, whistling a tune. He enjoyed mornings at the hideout because it was usually quiet when he woke up. Aside from the doctor yelling ocasionally, it was. The barmaid walked over to Robb with his usual morning meal. Freshly squeezed juice, and a pastry. Grunting his thanks, Robb began to eat. It wasn't uncommon for him not to be in the mood for conversation until after eating. He got up from his chair and stretched. Today felt like the perfect day to do some less than honest work. Robb approached the guild master and sat across from him at his table. Putting his feet up, Robb popped the question.
"Any work today?"
Sounds good to me!
I might have someone who's interested if you'd like.
Name: Nito Oaken-Heart
Username: Razbat
Age: 27
Appearance: Nito is a large, burly human who stands at about 6'2. He has short thick brown hair, and dark hazel eyes. His most common attire is his black leather armor, or the furs of the beasts he has slain. Although he looks rough he has been known to clean up nicely.
Home Land: Nito comes from the human city of Veganshi. His mother died birthing him so he was raised there by his father. Once his father was sent to war he was left alone, and he moved high into the Great Spine.
Personality: Nito is a proud warrior. He is sarcastic, stubborn, and has a bit of a temper. While he might not be the easiest to get along with, he can still be friendly as long as you aren't on his bad side. Nito is also very loyal, passionate about what he believes in, and isn't afraid to do what he feels is right.
Back story: Nito's mother died while he was being born, so he was raised by his huntsman father. His father is the one who taught him the way of the hunt, and how to wield a blade. Nito and his father had been close until war spread to their city. His father was sent to war and he never returned. Saddened by his fathers demise, Nito used what he had learned from his father and journeyed into the Great Spine. He hunted for food in the forests around it, and made shelter in the caves. One cave in particular is where he met Drolock, the fierce and powerful manticore.
Weapon of Skill: Nito carries a curved steel sword. The sword is engraved in an ancient tongue, long unknown to man. The sword not only has a unique shape, but it is surprisingly razor sharp.
Magic: Nito learned the secrets of magic from his pact. Like the manticore, Nito's magic is very dangerous. He has the ability to drain someone's energy if he touches their bare skin. He can also repel weak magic for a period of time.
Equipment: Nito is a hunter so he travels lightly. He carries supplies for trapping animals, and ropes for climbing. If he needs a fire he also has a few flints and sticks. Drolock can serve as a mount because he can fly, or run faster than a human or any horse. Nito prefers walking alongside his companion however.
Pact Beast: Nito found the manticore Drolock inside of a deep cavern in the Great Spine. Nito tried to kill the great beast, but he relented once it spoke to him. Drolock offered the secrets of magic, and great power to the hunter. Nito joined his soul with the mighty manticore, and they became a friendship born out of conflict. Drolock is an average size manticore with dark fur and like most manticores he dines on human flesh.
Username: Razbat
Age: 27
Appearance: Nito is a large, burly human who stands at about 6'2. He has short thick brown hair, and dark hazel eyes. His most common attire is his black leather armor, or the furs of the beasts he has slain. Although he looks rough he has been known to clean up nicely.
Home Land: Nito comes from the human city of Veganshi. His mother died birthing him so he was raised there by his father. Once his father was sent to war he was left alone, and he moved high into the Great Spine.
Personality: Nito is a proud warrior. He is sarcastic, stubborn, and has a bit of a temper. While he might not be the easiest to get along with, he can still be friendly as long as you aren't on his bad side. Nito is also very loyal, passionate about what he believes in, and isn't afraid to do what he feels is right.
Back story: Nito's mother died while he was being born, so he was raised by his huntsman father. His father is the one who taught him the way of the hunt, and how to wield a blade. Nito and his father had been close until war spread to their city. His father was sent to war and he never returned. Saddened by his fathers demise, Nito used what he had learned from his father and journeyed into the Great Spine. He hunted for food in the forests around it, and made shelter in the caves. One cave in particular is where he met Drolock, the fierce and powerful manticore.
Weapon of Skill: Nito carries a curved steel sword. The sword is engraved in an ancient tongue, long unknown to man. The sword not only has a unique shape, but it is surprisingly razor sharp.
Magic: Nito learned the secrets of magic from his pact. Like the manticore, Nito's magic is very dangerous. He has the ability to drain someone's energy if he touches their bare skin. He can also repel weak magic for a period of time.
Equipment: Nito is a hunter so he travels lightly. He carries supplies for trapping animals, and ropes for climbing. If he needs a fire he also has a few flints and sticks. Drolock can serve as a mount because he can fly, or run faster than a human or any horse. Nito prefers walking alongside his companion however.
Pact Beast: Nito found the manticore Drolock inside of a deep cavern in the Great Spine. Nito tried to kill the great beast, but he relented once it spoke to him. Drolock offered the secrets of magic, and great power to the hunter. Nito joined his soul with the mighty manticore, and they became a friendship born out of conflict. Drolock is an average size manticore with dark fur and like most manticores he dines on human flesh.
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