ShidenBlades

In the Darkness of the Night

D’Angelos fingers closed in around the small item in his pouch, he could not yet see his target but the man’s boisterous nature made it evident that he was approaching. He ran through the practiced steps he would need to take, it would be a quick and clean death. Easy, yes. But also brutally efficient.

He pulled forth the small ceramic orb and rolled it comfortingly around the fingers of his left hand. It would be any moment now. He tensed his muscles and then let them relax, like a cobra before it was about to strike, he could just see the man when a booming voice echoed out causing his target to recoil back a step, out of sight. D’Angelo cursed.

D’Angelo looked over his shoulder and understood that somehow the voice was directed at him. Some zealous do-gooder he thought. With clenched teeth he played over his possible courses of action, he didn’t yet know what kind of man he was facing; it could very well me a mage if he was unlucky.

Deciding on his action he tossed the ceramic orb out to the middle of the street, as it struck the ground spilling forth a thick but harmless smoke that easily covered the width of the street. Then with as much silence as he could he nimbly climbed the building to his left, where the direction of the voice had come from. His feet and hands found purchase on windows and boards of the shabby two story building.

Within moment he was on top of the roof, his hand-cross bow at his side, and dark eyes scanning for the man that had dared to call him out.

To Learn A Way

Images danced in Ryukus minds-eye as he meditated on what he had learned in his last encounter. That had been a fearsome fight, one that had nearly killed him, and yet it was not one he could claim victory. His opponent had used some dark magic to escape, still there was something to be learned from every encounter and Ryuku was determined to find and correct his errors.

A dozen times he reenacted each step in his mind and he was so focused on the task that he had failed to notice that someone was near until the man stepped into the dirt circle. The sound snapped Ryuku from his meditation and he opened his eyes, focusing the intent emerald gaze on a blind-man that was now just speaking to him.

The young monk took the blind swordsmen in, taking not of his posture and overall demeanor, the calming tone of his voice. He offered a smile in return, though he knew the man would not be able to see such an action. Without rising to his feet he spoke clearly and calmly in return.

“I await my opponent.”

It was only after he spoke that Ryuku rose to his full height, his wrapped hands coming up to tie his long silver hair back away from his eyes. He continued to watch as the blind-man came closer, he noted the katana that rested on his hip. More importantly he took into account how a man that appeared blind wandered alone in the wilderness, where bandits, rabid animals, or the edge of a cliff could easily kill someone that wasn’t capable of taking care of himself.

“What bring a man such as yourself out to such a place?” Ryuku asked, his hands now clasped behind his back.

In the Darkness of the Night

Patience. It was the name of the game when you waited for your mark and D’Angelo could be very patient when he needed to be. People were creatures of habit; they tended to do the same things day in and day out. D’Angelo had spent the past two days following his Mark and he had learned that the man had come here every night, and every night he met with someone new, a client of sorts.

Still, it didn’t mean that he enjoyed waiting. He had always been a man of action, or at the very least to be put on a contract more difficult than the one he was currently on. He sighed to himself, and stood stretching in the darkness. Perhaps he could wait inside for the man? It would surely be more comfortable than this.

D’Angelo pulled his cloak around him and left his hands resting on the hilts of his weapons. He was about to move out of concealment when he heard a familiar rolling laugh. His target was approaching. He gave a wolfish smile and lowered back down into a crouch, his right hand moving to one of the pouches at his side. It was almost time to kill again, the thought brought a smile to his face.

Arena Chat Thread

Sounds good to me!

To Learn A Way

I'll be posting soon. Just finishing up some things at work.

In the Darkness of the Night

I'll post here soon.

Just finishing up some stuff at work.

Fight 100 of my characters?!?!?!

So... are we waiting to see if this takes off again?

Arena Chat Thread

At this point I am indifferent towards what we use. I just want something so we can get started.

In the end, it will end up with the better individuals out distancing the less skilled writers. Which isn't a bad thing. Might as well stick with something simple. So I vote for your idea Rilla.

In the Darkness of the Night

Thats fine.

Fight 100 of my characters?!?!?!

That'd be a good idea.