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Post by Finnerator Rudderbow on Nov 14, 2005 18:05:46 GMT -5
*Finnerator rolls her eyes. well, obviously we're not along. She draws her dirk and creeps up to the bush* Who's in there? *She calls at it. Great, now I'm talking to a bush*
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Post by kai on Nov 14, 2005 19:06:41 GMT -5
* Kai is confused by Finn's calling out and destroying the element of surprise tactic he yells out menicingly* show yourself and pay the price!* hearing no answer, Kai resorts to brutal tactics and leaps over the bush and points his sword at the figure behind the bush. He finds himself looking at a mangy-looking weasel with a patch of hair missing from the top of his flat skull holding an ivory handled dagger* It's a weasel.* The weasel makes a pitiful attempt to throw the dagger at Kai* *Kai easily dodges the dagger and presses the tip of his blade to the weasel's throat* stand up scum! * the weasel stands up and Kai looks him in the eye* what should we do with the filthy blaggard? * suddenly Kai looks at the weasel and smiles his devilish smile* well... if I have any say in it, I think we should cut off his tail ! and then tie him up, and put him over a fire and roast him alive! then we can feed him to our very own cannibal otter Miss Kel over there! Miss Cannibal Kel, that's what we call her! ha ha!* he looks over at Kel with joy in his eyes* what do ya say ta that Miss Kel? I know you must be pretty hungry eh Miss Kel?
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Post by hunter on Nov 15, 2005 11:21:39 GMT -5
Reyan rolls his eyes as he saunters up to a nearby tree and leans against it, flicking his head to remove his wet headfur from being plastered across his face.
'Perhaps more of his story before you brutalize him. He's done nothing to incur your wrath...'
The otter drew one of his own daggers, adding it to the blade already held against the weasle - though aimed to gut or maim him rather than outrightly kill; Reyan's cruel attempt at a joke.
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Post by Kel and Kaleb on Nov 15, 2005 15:18:39 GMT -5
Kel rolls her eyes. Boys.... She decides to play along, licking her chops.* Yah, I'm mighty hungary! Weasel tail souds nice, but maybe the brain would taste better.* Putting speacial emphasis on brain made the weasel whimper, which made the ottermaid smile. For a moment Kel felt pity for the vermin, but quickly dismissed the idea. Member Kaleb, member him.* I gree wif Reyan ova here. More of 'is story, than you can have yer fun, Kai.* Looking at the weasel, she whispers, her voice mildly clam but meancing at the same time, * Know what we call 'im, yah silly excuse fer a weasel? Kai the Vermin Slayer. Headr o' Cluny the Scurge?* The weasel nodded painfully.* Wasn't Matthias who killed im, mate. Was Kai ere!* This delivered more whimpersx from the weasel. OOC: Just havin some fun! Hope nun of yah get offended by my Matthias thing.
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Post by kai on Nov 15, 2005 16:38:47 GMT -5
OOC: actually I feel kinda proud to be placed before Matthias! ha ha!
BIC: that's right me lily-livered swamp rat! and ya see that big galoot of an otter over there? * kai said in an evil tone. the weasel looked over toward Reyan with fearful eyes* That otter has many names! Reyan the Rotten! * the weasel shook with fear* Reyan the fate of Vermin! Reyan the guard of hell's gates! and me personal favorite!.....* the weasel looked into Kai's eyes and waited for the worst...*Reyan...the......Overlord of DESTRUCTION!!!!* suddenly Kai , being careful to not remove his blade, gave a deep bow to Reyan* Hail Reyan! the Rotten one! Hail Reyan! the fate of Vermin! Hail Reyan Guard of all Hell's gates! Hail Reyan! THe Overlord of Destruction!!!! HAIL REYAN!!!!!!!!! Long live Reyan!!! * kai looked at Reyan then to Kel and smiled then turned to the weasel* well putrid one? what's yer story afore I sick our Reyan over there on ya? Ya do know he's a weapon imself he is! you could disarm him but he'd still best ya with his paws tied behind his back he would!
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Post by Finnerator Rudderbow on Nov 15, 2005 17:11:15 GMT -5
*Finnerator stands beside Kai quietly waiting for him to finish so that the poor beast could talk. You could tell the weasel was scared half to death by Kai's show of strength* Kai, you can stop now. Look at the poor thing, he was scared enough when you caught him off guard and put a blade to his neck. On top of that, he hasn't even provoked us. I'd like to hear why he was hiding in the bushes. *She says calmly to Kai*
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Post by kai on Nov 15, 2005 17:56:23 GMT -5
well, alright but I was having a lot of Fun! * he sighs* alright scum! talk ...and we might let ya go.....
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Post by Auburn on Nov 16, 2005 20:44:36 GMT -5
**Auburn watches sadly, clearly regretting in joinng the fighting instead of sticking to her healing** **Silver and Amber on the other hand are nonchalant, both whispering and sneaking glances at the weasel** **Saneth, face emotionless, watches from the fringes of the trees, her eyes half-hooded. She made no sound and dsplayed no emotions.**This is so pathetic. They have no idea how to get that scum to confess. Were it up to me, that vermin would be missing more than a few whiskers by now.
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Post by hunter on Nov 17, 2005 12:13:00 GMT -5
Reyan rolled his eyes and looked at Kai with disdain, removing his blade from the visinity of the weasle's gut and stepped away. He moved to the back of the group and paced back anf orth slowly, already bored with spending so much time on so little.
'So why don't you help them?'
He enquired, suddenly beside Saneth and examining the sharp edge of his blade.
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Post by Auburn on Nov 17, 2005 19:32:23 GMT -5
**Her pitch-black eyes turned to look at him scornfully** They don’t appreciate the fine art of torture. **She turned abruptly, stalked off a few feet, and languidly leaned back against a tree to watch the sad, little show going on in front of her** ((Reyan, can you read thoughts or something?))
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Post by kai on Nov 17, 2005 22:59:17 GMT -5
well man! fess up!* the weasel looks at him and says nothing* fine then..*Kai aims his blade toward the weasel's head and swings with a heavy force. He yells a savage cry and slices* *the weasel winces with pain until he realizes only his left sel of whiskers was cut off closely to his face * well..are ya gonna talk weasel?...cause if ya don't...Stormbringer hasn't been used for a while...*the weasel looks at Kai with fer and begins to speak* alright..I'll talk...*he says slowly* I was spying on you and yer dirty fort. *kai begins to speak * Who are ya spyin for?!*the weasel starts to croak out an answer* fer...the boss..*he see the point of Kai's blade near him and starts to speak in more detail* I was spyin fer.._______*
OOC: anyone got a name for an evil warlord?
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Post by hunter on Nov 18, 2005 11:45:13 GMT -5
OoC: No... I had that reply written before your post or the one before it had been done but I had no computer time left to post it. Happy coinsidence that you posted there. Reyan's good at reading what creatures are thinking, well the general emotion involved. 'So why don't you help them?' is his responce to the impatience but wanting he can see in Saneth.
BiC: He turned the blade around in his paw with a shrug as the otter stalked off.
'Tetchy...'
He muttered to himself with a smirk, returning his dark gaze to the collective and the weasle who had begun talking: interest sparked by an interesting name; recognised, perhaps, whether from an experience or a story he wasn't sure - details, as usual, fuzzy.
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Post by Kel and Kaleb on Nov 18, 2005 16:18:14 GMT -5
OOC: How about...... Lonjer the Slavedriver? Somethin like that...
BIC: Kel watched as Kai interragated the weasel, approving of his methods. She couldn't help but feel some affecttion, but quickly shoved it away. Where'd love get yah last time, eh? Nowhere good.
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Post by Kel and Kaleb on Nov 18, 2005 16:20:22 GMT -5
OOC: Lonjer the Slavedriver? BIC: Kel watched as Kai interragated the weasel, approving of his methids. She couldn't help but feel some affection for him. Where'd love get yah last time, eh? Nowhere good.
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Post by kai on Nov 18, 2005 17:29:37 GMT -5
OOC: ha Lonjer...ok it's odd enough to be a warlord! any objections to Lonjer the Slave Driver?
BIC: ok you spy! Where is your camp?! How many in your army!? speak Fool! *he yelled harshly. He pressed the tip of his sword to the weasel's nose.*
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