06-10-2014, 09:49 AM
GM POST
Smitty scowled, shifting his axe over to his side. "Baaaah...look, guy, if you're so worried about that kid, then stick with me and-"
"Well, well, it looks like we have some more stragglers to remove."
With another not-so-manly yelp, Smitty swung around to stand shoulder to shoulder with Salem, holding his axe out in the direction of the voice he'd heard. Any confidence he might've felt at having Salem to back him up faltered, however, at the sight of at least ten fully armed, armored soldiers led by a man wearing even more impressive armor.
The lead man eyed Smitty and Salem with casual disinterest. "Or perhaps just some rats trying to feed. No matter; you two are not getting out of this alive!"
"Shit! Let's go, man!" Smitty screamed and reached into his shirt, pulling out a bag. He threw it at the armored man's chest and turned to run, yanking at Salem's arm as he passed. "Get the kid and let's go!"
"Fools, you'll not esca-Ack! Gragh!"
--
"Just be quiet!" Thestle hissed to Maynette, making a shushing motion at her with his hands. Typical Sacaen savage; barely a head for tactics, let alone strategy. Oh, why did he have to suffer these injustices? Damn the Lycian emperor! "Shut up and wait for the signal like you have a head on those shou-"
"Oi! Thickneck, sir! There be the signal!"
Thestle whipped his head away from Maynette to look to the village, where a plume of wispy smoke began to rise from one of the houses. He squinted, waiting until moonlight reappeared from behind a cloud to reveal the smoke's true, reddish color.
"There it is!" But why was there only one? Well, no matter; the rest would follow eventually. Thestle turned back to his mixed hired bandit and Sacaen forces and motioned towards the village. "Time to earn our keep, people! Lieutenants, take your groups and spread out to the north, east and west points!"
Satisfied, Thestle watched most of his forces move out, only to turn back to Maynette's...unpleasant face. "Erghk..."
What to do, what to do...Ah!
"Maybelline." Thestle gestured to Maynette. "Congratulations; you're leading the south group. You'll be taking..." He looked around the remaining forces, looking for someone he didn't like enough to foist Maynette onto.
After a moment, Thestle smiled.
NIKANG POST
Nikang had half a mind to just throw the mouthy girl at Elisa and let the two of them insult each other. Too bad for him that he wouldn't wish Elisa's mouth on anyone, let alone some uppity, whiny brat who thought she could out-bandit him with her 'sensible observations' and 'logic'. Still, both the girl and Elisa had a good point; what the fuck were their scouts doing?!
"I'unno...maybe we should just git-"
"Nikang!"
Nikang scowled, mood immediately dropping. He shoved the girl off his lap towards Elisa and turned to give Thestle his most unimpressed, "I beat chumps like you for breakfast" look. "What, Fluffneck?"
"You...three?" Thestle paused, eyeing the girl and her pegasus for a moment, then shrugging. "You three are going with Mayday here to the southern point. Get moving or get lost."
The entire time Thestle walked away, Nikang entertained the idea of throwing a rock at the back of his fat, soft head.
Smitty scowled, shifting his axe over to his side. "Baaaah...look, guy, if you're so worried about that kid, then stick with me and-"
"Well, well, it looks like we have some more stragglers to remove."
With another not-so-manly yelp, Smitty swung around to stand shoulder to shoulder with Salem, holding his axe out in the direction of the voice he'd heard. Any confidence he might've felt at having Salem to back him up faltered, however, at the sight of at least ten fully armed, armored soldiers led by a man wearing even more impressive armor.
The lead man eyed Smitty and Salem with casual disinterest. "Or perhaps just some rats trying to feed. No matter; you two are not getting out of this alive!"
"Shit! Let's go, man!" Smitty screamed and reached into his shirt, pulling out a bag. He threw it at the armored man's chest and turned to run, yanking at Salem's arm as he passed. "Get the kid and let's go!"
"Fools, you'll not esca-Ack! Gragh!"
--
"Just be quiet!" Thestle hissed to Maynette, making a shushing motion at her with his hands. Typical Sacaen savage; barely a head for tactics, let alone strategy. Oh, why did he have to suffer these injustices? Damn the Lycian emperor! "Shut up and wait for the signal like you have a head on those shou-"
"Oi! Thickneck, sir! There be the signal!"
Thestle whipped his head away from Maynette to look to the village, where a plume of wispy smoke began to rise from one of the houses. He squinted, waiting until moonlight reappeared from behind a cloud to reveal the smoke's true, reddish color.
"There it is!" But why was there only one? Well, no matter; the rest would follow eventually. Thestle turned back to his mixed hired bandit and Sacaen forces and motioned towards the village. "Time to earn our keep, people! Lieutenants, take your groups and spread out to the north, east and west points!"
Satisfied, Thestle watched most of his forces move out, only to turn back to Maynette's...unpleasant face. "Erghk..."
What to do, what to do...Ah!
"Maybelline." Thestle gestured to Maynette. "Congratulations; you're leading the south group. You'll be taking..." He looked around the remaining forces, looking for someone he didn't like enough to foist Maynette onto.
After a moment, Thestle smiled.
NIKANG POST
Nikang had half a mind to just throw the mouthy girl at Elisa and let the two of them insult each other. Too bad for him that he wouldn't wish Elisa's mouth on anyone, let alone some uppity, whiny brat who thought she could out-bandit him with her 'sensible observations' and 'logic'. Still, both the girl and Elisa had a good point; what the fuck were their scouts doing?!
"I'unno...maybe we should just git-"
"Nikang!"
Nikang scowled, mood immediately dropping. He shoved the girl off his lap towards Elisa and turned to give Thestle his most unimpressed, "I beat chumps like you for breakfast" look. "What, Fluffneck?"
"You...three?" Thestle paused, eyeing the girl and her pegasus for a moment, then shrugging. "You three are going with Mayday here to the southern point. Get moving or get lost."
The entire time Thestle walked away, Nikang entertained the idea of throwing a rock at the back of his fat, soft head.