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| Sins Don't End In Tears; Open | |
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| Topic Started: May 27 2015, 04:54 AM (204 Views) | |
| Scáthach | May 27 2015, 04:54 AM Post #1 |
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Young Scathach, who sat in the tree tops, waited idly as she watched the road beneath her, enjoying the taste of a sweet apple. Her post was not away from the city, but far enough away from any of the others who occupied Orl'Kabbar, so that business would be good for her, and business was good. Scathach and her band of misfits had suffered through a long and harsh winter, which had taken the lives of two of the youngest amongst them. It had been a hard loss, and seven had turned into five, but it wouldn't do to dwell on it, no matter how it hurt, or for how long. If one managed to endure that pain and walk away from it, they would find that their heart had become strong enough to overcome any obstacle. It was a good life, though, aside from the hardships one had to endure. No rules, no harking adults telling you what was and wasn't proper. No one to control you. What more want was there? She was free. Though not many ventured to Orl'Kabbar due to the dangers the city possessed, once the roads had cleared of snow, many rotten merchants and nobles always made their way towards the corrupt city to do their shady business, and they always somehow thought a man with a sword would be protection enough from anything that may come their way. Of course, they were always wrong. Idiots, really. Scathach never targeted large groups, more than two was just a fool's hope at dying. All knew that living in Orl'Kabbar was dangerous. Filled with thieves and peasants defending their life and limb just to live another day. There were beings which lurked at every corner, waiting to take advantage of any soul that ventured too far. Few would say that she was one of them. Those few liked to believe she was a monster, awaiting some fool to step into her hovel so she could eat them and throw away the bones. Heh. Utter piffle. "Where going the wrong way, I tell ya!" A voice echoed from below. Down the road, two people came walking by, bickering to each other like an old married couple. Both looked travel worn and not too rich but the jingling of coin stopped Scathach from going back to eating her apple. "Look, I know where I'm goin', okay? Stop yellin', I'm gettin' a bleedin' headache!" They continued walking until finally, they were directly beneath Scathach. When they were but a few feet out of the way, Scathach slipped down from the trees silently, landing on her feet behind them with a dagger drawn. "Am sorreh ta hurt yer ladies' virtue, but ye bags now belong ta me in exchange fer yer lives. Hand them o'er, then run. I like ta watch ya scurry away, tis a nice view." Quickly, and almost effortlessly, the skinny girl threw a dagger at the coin purse on one of the traveler's hip, breaking its holding string and making it fall to the ground. Drawing a second throwing knife, she did the same to the other. Before either could react, she had drawn another knife, and again returning it to aim at them. Her playful smile widened into a mischievous grin. Edited by Scáthach, May 27 2015, 12:43 PM.
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