"Whats this?" Ty picks up the flyer from the ground, it had several strange characters on the side and an image of a warrior holding a sword triumphantly above his head, at the bottom was a large number that represented money. "Hmm, this looks like something to do with a battle tournament, Could be a change of pace from these weak trolls and golems and such." She sits down on a rock and examines the flyer. "It doesn't look half torn, there must be a village around here somewhere." she looks about, then scrunches the paper and folds it into her armour. "Well, i was heading that way in anycase, may aswell check it out." With that ty set off down the small gravel path.
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Ty hears someone coming, she jumps into the trees at the side of the path and quickly jumps up a tree, crouching amongs the leaves silently. She stares down at the gravel path and awaits the people to pass by, remain silent all the while, trying her hardest not to even blink. <Its been soo many years, no one would recognise you anyways, is that really what you are scared about?> She continues to watch the path.
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Skale hears some rustling but assumes it is a raccoon, but faceplanted the ground due to tripping on a tree root. He rolled over onto his back, and looked up into the tree to see a girl. "Uhh..."
A shady man watches Kingsley from a chair on the outside of a restaurant. There isn't any hate or disgust in the man's look. If anything it's emotionless. Just staring, waiting. Kingsley can tell that the man isn't just blankly staring it to space. The man is staring at him and him alone.
Kingsley looks up and down the street and sees that there isn't anybody else. Although, there are a few alleyways. Why do I have a bad feeling about this? He thinks.
Suddenly, 8 bandits surround Kingsley. They surround him before he has any chance to react. Unsheathing his blade, Kingsley gets himself into a defensive position.
The shady man gets out of his chair and walks up to Kingsley casually. A puts his right hand out and a bandit passes a broad sword to him. "The boss has hired me to take care of you." He explains, before unsheathing the sword and imitating Kingsley's stance. "They call me the 'copy-cat'."
"Is that meant to intimidate me?"
"You're brave, I'll give you that."
They begin to circle each other. Neither one makes a move. "So you can copy everything I do?" Kingsley asks, calmly.
"Yes."
"So if I attack those bandits, you'll attack them too."
"Do you think I'm stupid!?" Copy-cat yells.
"Maybe. You can't beat me by copying everything I do, because that would turn into a battle of stamina."
"I know that!" The man yells.
"Okay, okay. I was just making sure..."
He's planning to use cheap tricks once I get close, Kingsley thinks. Regardless of that thought, Kingsley lunges at the copy-cat and the copy-cat copies, but with a slight delay. Meanwhile, the surrounding bandits draw their own blades and close in. "I should've known." Kingsley mutters. He quickly takes care of the copy-cat, who turns out to be quite weak, before turning around to see 7 out of the 8 bandits dead. The remaining bandit smiles at Kingsley before jumping up onto a roof and running out of sight. The assassin has spiky red hair and electric blue eyes. He appears to be a human of 30-40 years of age.
"What the?" Kingsley exclaims.
That man must of infiltrated that particular group of bandits and taken them out when they expected it the least. But how did he do it so quick? Kingsley thinks. He sheathes his katana and leaves the scene before the guards take notice of it.
Ty is not sure how to act in this situation. "Uuh...." She gracefully slides down the tree trunk and Unsheathes her blade. "Stay back!" She takes a step away from the tree. "...Don't come near me." She was totally unsure what these people were up to, but she knew it best is she was on her guard. Ty Takes a battle stance, pointing her sword at the man on the ground's neck, the rustling of her armour makes the leaflet fall out.
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Skale puts his hands up and looks into the girls eyes. "Easy, easy, no reason to get upset, or be alarmed. We were just going to travel over to the next town, and I fell to see you. We don't plan on harming you, we have no reason to. An honorable swordsmen, and a wise mage to have respects for even a beautiful young lady such as yourself." Skale says this with a neutral expression, and rolls backwards onto his feet. He wipes all the dirt and grime from his robe, and straightened his sword. "My name is Skale, what's yours?" He offered his hand and smiled. "Trust me, won't hurt you."
Ty looks at the person in disgust whilst sheathing her sword. "My name is T-" She pauses briefly. "Tie, Claira Tie, but that is of no importance to you." She releases her sword once it is properly fastened to her back. "Well, i must be off now." She head in the opposite direction the two people were going and ran towards the town.
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Skale shrugs and lets her go. "Alright then, Tie... Quite an interesting name. Basically the same as Ty, don't really....." Skale facepalms. "Well, that is bad for me, considering that was the name of the girl when I was younger, bad bad memories. Probably not her though..." He turns off toward the mountain and walks off. "Lets go Grez."
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Skale shakes his head. "I've never once been into the mountain regions. I am usually in the heart of the Empire." He let's his right hand hang, and his left hand is on his blade hilt. "We should be prepared though, we don't know what's there."
Kingsley walks through the town and tries to make sense out of what just happened. A human bandit, or at least, a human-looking bandit was actually an assassin. Was I a pawn in his plan? And why didn't he kill them before hand if he can do it as fast as he did? Kingsley sighs. I'm not going to get my answers by roaming the streets. How about I sit at the town's gate and watch for any out of place activity.
Kingsley sits down in front of a guard at the town's gate and waits for something interesting to happen.
Crocodile had just come back from his home town, the City of Thieves, his white-steel armor shining in the sun light. Well, the glistening was mostly the sweat that he was giving off from walking around 56 miles in 60 pounds of armor. "Damn this sun... to warm down south... not enough shade." He saw the gates of the city though, and he would take a break there. As he approached he saw a man sitting by the gates, looking suspicious. Croc normally wouldn't give it much thought, but he might as well ask the man if he has water. As he approached the man, he felt dizzy, and pulled out his two swords to support himself. One sword, the Eye, its green hilt and steel blade shining in the light, saw it's owner falling, and sent a telepathic message to Crystalix, which in turn, transformed into a crystal walking staff, which supported Crocodile for a few... seconds, before he collapsed in front of the man.
((This is what he looks like:))
Kingsley looks at the humanoid and says, "That's certainly out of the ordinary, but not exactly what I expected." He turns around and says, "Get rid of this guy."
The guard directly behind Kingsley shakes his head and replies. "Not our job. You can leave him there or take him. Your choice."
"Geez. That's what I hate about guards. They do what they're told with no questions asked."
(( I need to know what Crocodile looks like and how heavy he is before Kingsley does anymore lol ))
((I'd say he's about 250 lbs. with armor on, but he has no helmet. He has brown hair, brown eyes, slight goatee. Two swords. The Eye, is an enchanted steel blade, it has a green scaley appearing hilt, with a large green eye in the middle of the hilt, which can communicate telepathically. Crystalix, the other blade, is a blade made of crystal that can change it's form to the holder's needs in combat. Crocodile also has white steel armor with gold trims, and a leather pack with equiptment in it. can't think of anything else to say... He's also an ex-high ranking royal guard. I dont haces pics tho.))
Kingsley starts trying to drag the man, but realizes it is hopeless after a split-second of feeling the man's and the armour's weight. Well, I may as well wait for him to wake up while I take a good look at that armour, Kingsley thinks, his eyes sparkling. If there's anything he loves more than anything else in the world, it's armour. Of course, he wouldn't go as far to steal it from an unconscious man, but he might try to challenge him for it later. The armour is much better than his own.
My eyes snap wide open. "What I wasnt sleeping while on a an hunt! Honest sir! I havn't slept for the past six days! I swear of i-" I look around and see Kingsley. "Was I that drunk? I don't even recall being that drunk..." suddenly The Eye begins to shake on the ground for a short while. "Really? Oh. Thank you sir for assisting me in my not-drunken stupor." I hold out my hand in a handshake. "So, what is your name?"
Ty sat down at the back of the bar at the inn, there didn't seem to be too many people in here, it was a nice change from the streets where people seemingly were at every turn. "Well, this is nice atleast, not soo many people, plus it's nice and quiet." she noticed an old man who was being quiet in the corner, behind him there was a flyer simmilar to the one she had, she felt in her armour. "Damn! it must have fell out... stupid guy idiot falling over near my tree..." her voice trailed off as she realised she was heading over to the old man. "uuh.. Excuse me? what does that poster mean?" the old man began explaining the bloodletting to her.
Skale a Grez walk down a gravel path.
Ty hears someone coming, she jumps into the trees at the side of the path and quickly jumps up a tree, crouching amongs the leaves silently. She stares down at the gravel path and awaits the people to pass by, remain silent all the while, trying her hardest not to even blink. <Its been soo many years, no one would recognise you anyways, is that really what you are scared about?> She continues to watch the path.
Kingsley looks up and down the street and sees that there isn't anybody else. Although, there are a few alleyways. Why do I have a bad feeling about this? He thinks.
Suddenly, 8 bandits surround Kingsley. They surround him before he has any chance to react. Unsheathing his blade, Kingsley gets himself into a defensive position.
The shady man gets out of his chair and walks up to Kingsley casually. A puts his right hand out and a bandit passes a broad sword to him. "The boss has hired me to take care of you." He explains, before unsheathing the sword and imitating Kingsley's stance. "They call me the 'copy-cat'."
"Is that meant to intimidate me?"
"You're brave, I'll give you that."
They begin to circle each other. Neither one makes a move. "So you can copy everything I do?" Kingsley asks, calmly.
"Yes."
"So if I attack those bandits, you'll attack them too."
"Do you think I'm stupid!?" Copy-cat yells.
"Maybe. You can't beat me by copying everything I do, because that would turn into a battle of stamina."
"I know that!" The man yells.
"Okay, okay. I was just making sure..."
He's planning to use cheap tricks once I get close, Kingsley thinks. Regardless of that thought, Kingsley lunges at the copy-cat and the copy-cat copies, but with a slight delay. Meanwhile, the surrounding bandits draw their own blades and close in. "I should've known." Kingsley mutters. He quickly takes care of the copy-cat, who turns out to be quite weak, before turning around to see 7 out of the 8 bandits dead. The remaining bandit smiles at Kingsley before jumping up onto a roof and running out of sight. The assassin has spiky red hair and electric blue eyes. He appears to be a human of 30-40 years of age.
"What the?" Kingsley exclaims.
That man must of infiltrated that particular group of bandits and taken them out when they expected it the least. But how did he do it so quick? Kingsley thinks. He sheathes his katana and leaves the scene before the guards take notice of it.
Kingsley sits down in front of a guard at the town's gate and waits for something interesting to happen.
((I think I see Kinsley))
Kingsley looks at the humanoid and says, "That's certainly out of the ordinary, but not exactly what I expected." He turns around and says, "Get rid of this guy."
The guard directly behind Kingsley shakes his head and replies. "Not our job. You can leave him there or take him. Your choice."
"Geez. That's what I hate about guards. They do what they're told with no questions asked."
(( I need to know what Crocodile looks like and how heavy he is before Kingsley does anymore lol ))
Kingsley starts trying to drag the man, but realizes it is hopeless after a split-second of feeling the man's and the armour's weight. Well, I may as well wait for him to wake up while I take a good look at that armour, Kingsley thinks, his eyes sparkling. If there's anything he loves more than anything else in the world, it's armour. Of course, he wouldn't go as far to steal it from an unconscious man, but he might try to challenge him for it later. The armour is much better than his own.