Bounty Chase

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  1. Sife

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    ((Lets see if any one can take on the challege of catching my character, alive. There may be many, and I'll fight you all, so how's about guys? First we'll start off in a nice snowstorm mountainous region. I.E. be semi-powerful))


    Rushing through the air and reaching out for the next rock to jump off of, Windowo leapt. Rock to icy rock He had to implant his nails into each one. These rocks weren't climbed often and the recent snow slicked every stone. His nails were nice and sharp tough, and even with slight discomfort, Win could get a good enough clutch to hold him self till he could spring himself off the rock with his legs. Of course he had no idea where he was going, only that is was away from those mean people who wanted to hurt him. And was he scared. Thats mostly what drove him through all this stinging cold and blinding snow. So he kept going, hoping he was fast enough not to be followed.
     
  2. Shadow

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    "I am crazy. I must be crazy. Mum said never to leave the village...how did I ever get mixed up in this, trying to take down a murderous human creature demon man?!" Whit spoke to himself while puffing and groaning as his sore body kept climbing the rocky grounds and hills, trying to ignore the cold in his face.

    Whit was a halfling, half the size of a human, and had grown up in a quiet farmers town with fellow halflings. How he ever ended up being here, is another story, kept to be told for another time. For now, Whit was cold. Really cold. And sore. He wanted a warm meal and maybe some tea after with some scotch, and a good warm bed to fall asleep in.

    Whilst dreaming about it, he wrapped his green hooded cloak tighter around him as his feet bound in sturdy leather shoes, kept steping up and climbing. White might be a bit skinny and small, he was agile and usually kept a clear mind, and could think very well and quick. Though the halfing had a big mouth and that was one of the reasons he ended up here. Talking to himself made him think about things better.

    "Great...my toes are getting wet, and I can't even make a fire here to warm my poor little toes and have a cup of tea...how on eart am I going to kill that creature man being-demon?" he moped, and kept going, feeling the cold blade of his dagger touch his leg now and then through his clothed pants.
     
  3. Sife

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    Windowo thought he had enough. So he thought he'd relax a bit and take it slow. So he turned his climb into a crawl. When that got tiring, he just stopped altogether, and sat against a cliff wall. He really didn't like this, he much too cold. He was shivering, and scared, and all his friends were no where to help. He wanted to be sad, but he knew he couldn't. Being sad now would make everything he told his friend look like a lie. So he started catching snowflakes while the storm staarted to die down.
     
  4. Paladin_girl

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    "Keep talking too much Whit and I'll have you shot," the gruff, yet swift voice of a female, sharp in both word and eyesight.

    Next to the halfling was one commonly twice the size, athletic in appearance, somewhat taller than most women her age, arms and face all in pale, slender grace and gentle features, but nevertheless, the face wore what one could possibly call a small, upside-down shape of the letter 'v'.

    Over her chest was a crimson tunic, intricately decorated with blackened runes and symbols. One's eye could possibly never fathom such intricacies without eventually returning to the initial symbol, wherever it began. Simple black trousers added to this, tucked under red, mail travelling boots. From the boots, one could tell the girl was not lightly armoured.

    On her back was her weapon or, more appropriately, her 'threatening device'. The runed, great oak longbow protruded like a threat, enough to put off any man should one attempt to come near her, if the long blade at her side did not enforce her cold demeanor.

    Pointed ears twitched irritatedly at Whit's girlish (or at least, that's what she believed) nature and she snapped again, "If you don't like it, go home!"

    Why such a snappy young elf would protect such a wimpish character was beyond her comprehension, but there was something to achieve through it -

    Killing.
     
  5. Zyta

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    A black shadowy figure trudged on with his head bowed, a black-toned hood. There was a long pole-like object covered in cloth slung over his shoulder like an umbrella it prevented some of the snowfall from reaching their target. However, despite the coldness the man appeared to not be affected by the snow at all, in fact his movements were unobstructed and sure. His target, somewhere near a mile ahead, was lost from view over the rocks; a path that the mercenary would not choose for himself. Instead the man kept watch occasionally looking up and sees a black figure rise and fall with the rocks; could it be the target or someone else after the bounty? The thought of competition brought a sense of excitement to his cold veins as he rushed a little faster to meet the target.
     
  6. Shadow

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    Whit frowned and looked carefully up at the tall elf. He always heard elves were gentle, kind and caring. Not at all like this...bitch. He groaned as he kept climbing, trying to keep up with the swift steps of the elf, determind not to let himself be left behind.

    Granted, at first the elven woman scared him to death, when he met her three days ago in a nice little human pub. But thanks to alot of warm honeywine he was bold enough to talk back to her. Eventually they ended up here, tracking down the man they were supposed to kill. He had hoped he could've gotten out of this more easily, but his little pride he had left, kept him going sturdy.

    Though being whiney and spoiled, Whit was assured of one strenght he knew not many had. Tracking. As a child he always could follow any bird or frog or dog that went somewhere, or find any kid while playing hide and seek. He was born with it.

    Whence, he muttered whilst they passed a hill with crumbled rocks on the feet of it. "He's been here about 30 minutes ago. We are catching up." He shrugged and kept on walking as if he stated nothing special. Nothing could indicate anyway that anyone had been here ever, but Whit knew it.

    Sighing at the prospect of finally finding the one they were chasing, he groaned as if he was dying. "Can't we have a break? It's been hours since our last meal..."
     
  7. Sife

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    Win let out a big yawn that sounded more like a roar and started shivering some more. He was really starting to doubt that going this way was a good idea. He could have went to the woods where he had a better chance of fighting for himself with all the likly wolves to be around, but the thought hadn't occured to him in his fear of all the men trying to kill him. To he had just kept running in one direction, not even covering his tracks, and making a mess of his trail completly. Not exactly a clean escape at all. He decided to look over the edge of the cliff he was on, to at least try and see if he was being followed. With one hop, and his nail digging into the snow, Win leaned over a rock and squint searching for suspects. Seeing anything was near impossible. The snowstorm was calming slightly, but the fog was immense and thick. Win thought he could only see about 30 feet. Anything beyond that was cloud and hard to make out. He really didn't have the greatest of eyes anyways.

    With that failure he choose a different approach and begun looking for some kind of bird. Not finding any in the immediate area, Win turned around, and made a giant leap onto the cliff he'd been sitting against and climbed up further.
     
  8. Paladin_girl

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    Lindis groaned again and looked at her companion with renewed weariness, "That was two hours ago! Gods, are all of your kind always hungry?"

    He wasn't about to shut up anytime - and it was at this point she took the hint. Waiting for the halfling to catch up, she placed a hand on his shoulder and pointing to a rock several metres away, "Right. Look. We'll take a break at that rock over there," she was bitter of losing time, "we just need to get there, all right?" her voice lost its edge only slightly and unnoticibly.

    The elf's ears twitched lightly and she yawned slightly. She felt the need for battle and bloodlust, but she felt these were typical human traits, seeing she was brought up by them... not that it was important at this time. She had a job to do and was getting paid well to.
     
  9. Zyta

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    Zyta smiled coolly at the way he was taking down the prospect. His back was against the storm, however little of it. None would be able to enter his face due to the hood; his body was well kept and had a high temperature under all that wool he wore usually in these conditions. The smartest of the plan however was none of these. It was to stick closely to the cliff’s stony side and use that as a fulcrum to prevent wind, sleet, and snow from crashing down from above. It was also easier to walk with less snow packing on the soft ground; soon he would catch up with the target on the opposite side.

    He didn’t honestly have an answer as to why he chose to work alone instead of with the typical bounty office rouges. They tended to be a dirty lot. And annoying. And will never change. The looks Zyta got from them were contemptuous, that was fine though. Zyta had always gotten the dirty looks upon completing a dangerous task that many would rather leave for the suicidal. Like it mattered to Zyta, hardly any of them were the friend making sort and of that few only a very small handful were worth knowing.

    Zyta looked up and catching the sight of the victim looking down vainly against the storm. The snowfall wasn’t the only storm on the hunt today; there was one writhing inside of Zyta. Usually he loved the chase, his muscles pumping harder then normal as they attempted to catch a foe just ahead in some forest or plain. This was the only bastard that decided running up this thing in a damned snowstorm was wise. Zyta felt nothing but hatred for the man, but not for his deeds, bounty, not even for the lives stolen. His fire burned for the victim’s soul on only one reason: running through this hell-hole when it was clear a ragtag group was after him. Zyta would surely make him grasp for breath by his own hands pressed up against his neck and force the fire up the man’s crotch. A fitting end to scum.
     
  10. Sife

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    “Oh man is it cold…,” he mumbled under his labored breath. He wasn’t exactly getting tired now, but he was becoming careless. The rocks he landed on and sprung off of were not all the strong, and some were rather loose. Win jumped off one loose rock and it practically shattered under him. He had to throw out both of him arms and break them into some iced over crevasses in the cliff wall. He yelled out in surprise, and started hanging from his arms with both hands scrambling for a good hold on something because he was beginning to slip. His feet clawed at the wall, and he was growling in desperation. Stretching his left arm father into the hole his nails had made, he got grasp of something and was able to balance himself. He then swung himself up and continued his climb. Looking up he saw some birds, so he tried calling to them. They must have been to far, because he didn’t feel their lifeforce.
     
  11. Shadow

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    "Ah! Jolly!" He said and smirked, running to a somewhat sheltered place from the icey wind. Sitting down he opened his backpack and got out some dry bread, a bottle of wine that would warm your inside up, and a cold sausage. He frowned as he felt it was all really cold.

    He sighed, knowing he could never start a fire in this cold and began cutting pieces of the food with his dagger, and handed the half to the elf while not even looking at her, to happy about the prospect of eating and drinking something.

    After they had eaten and drank something, he felt much better and warmer. He was almost dozing off against the rockwall, until suddenly he felt something. He stood up, his eyes wide open, not being able to shake off this feeling.

    "He...H-he is near..." he muttered, looking around somewhat panicing. Did the monster head back, sensing them, to kill them?
     
  12. Zaron_the_Dark

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    Edric was thirsty and hungry but without a fire the was nothing he could do all of his food and water had frozen hours ago to the point where it might as well been rocks. He was not having that hard of a time moving through the snow due to his huge size, he was almost nine feet tall and even stronger then his size would incline him to be.

    Now that he thought about it about the only thing he had going for him right now was the fact that he was warm. Under his enchanted gauntlets his hands were protected form the cold by the magic in them and the rest of him was kept warm by layers of wool clothing worn over his amour. Edric sniffed the air his slightly heightened senses he caught the whiff of people near by. He knew it was not the person he was looking for cause he knew that sent all to well. After a few minutes of walking he came upon a Halfling and a elf. He tried to look as least treating as possible when he approached “Would you be able to share some of that wine?”
     
  13. Sife

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    Win had reached an alcove now, and he could hear the muffled squawks of the eagles above him. When he got up to the small alcove, trying not to slip on the thick snow, he looked up and called to the birds. The storm had begun to kick up now and the snow was becoming thicker. Win mimic the hawk’s call, and told the birds he needed their help. Unable to resist Win’s unconscious magic, the birds came to him obediently. Explaining to the birds what he wanted them to do like they were childhood friends, Windowo sat down in a mound of snow. The bird circled around Win, and shot off down the mountain following Win’s instructions to look for his pursuers.
     
  14. Shadow

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    Whit gasped and backed away against the wall seeing the huge man. To him, it seriously seemed like a giant. Shaking all over, he clumsy pulled his dagger, pointing it at the giant. "D-don't come any closer!" he said, looking to his companion, hoping she'd take care of this, thinking the giant was the one they were looking for.
     
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    At the first sound of a new voice, Lindis' weapon was at the owner's throat, her eyes blazing with a passionate fury, "Speak quickly. My blade arm is impatient!" she hissed, "try anything or hurt my companion and you die!" her hiss became a coldhearted growl.
     
  16. Zaron_the_Dark

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    Edric frowned looking at the blade, "Well by the looks of it we might have more in common then us both just wanting to have a drink. I have a feeling your looking for that man, the same as me." He slowly raised one of his hands up and gently pushed the blade away "I assure you i mean you no harm."
     
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    (( if you're waiting for me, please don't. I'm trying to have Zyta's post every 30 minutes RP time until the actual fight gets underway. *bows* sorry! ))
     
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    She stood there a moment, glaring at the stranger before whipping her blade from where it was, "Don't touch my blade..." she turned away and sat herself down, still looking at the man angrily, "... if you're so sure, why didn't you just ask us?"
     
  19. Shadow

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    Despite the anger, he somehow knew this huge man wasn't the person they were tracking. He sheated his dagger, still shivering, and trying to sound brave, frowing at the remark his companion made. "W-well techinically he was very p-polite asking a drink o-of us. N-not like he could...he could ask anything else before you put your blade on his throath!" he ended trying to sound tough, and sat down, taking the bottle and drinking some of the wine to calm his nerves down.

    He sighed deeply and looked up again, more calmed down. "Besides...he isn't the one we are looking for...his scent is different and he isn't as big as the one we are following, and he came from the wrong direction. Point is," He stood up again. "Are we sure we can trust him that he isn't a common thief, here to steal our money and food and slith our throats?"

    He spoke with more guts then he really had, and Whit was surprised that these words came from himself, a mere halfling. He had grown a lot. He just wasn't sure if it was a good thing. He sighed.
     
  20. Zaron_the_Dark

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    All Edric did was shurg "I cant prove that im not a thief but i can say this, if i was a thief Would come up asking for a drink in the middle of the day?" He moved near the halfling and sat down "Now mind if i have a drink?"