Last of His Kind - RP

[Darkfox]

Strange sounds are heard echoing, random drips and scratches are heard on the sewer walls but nothing is in sight.

While above a villager looks around "Lord Kiterius has quite a few stomach problems don't he?"

[Arcanagirl]

Jenna: "That be great, we could use your help Lupine sir, but do you have a name by any chance Mr. Lupine?"

She faces Kite quickly as he emerges from the sewers. A foul stinch can be smelt hovering around Kite.

Jenna: "Oh my...Well did you find anything? Where are your shoes? What happened to you? I can mend your torn clothes if you would like."

She holds out her hand to see if Kite will grant her to mend his torn garments.

[Darkfox]

"In public?" Kite said in a suprised tone blinking. "Uh, and yes... uh... the wolfman apparently was down there... but has apparently escaped..."

[Arcanagirl]

She begins to giggle uncontrollably.

Jenna: "You silly, I didnt mean right here, maybe I should be more clear. There is the Inn across the street, you could change into some spare attire or something, then let me mend your torn clothes."

Finally after a few minutes of giggling, she calms down and points to the Inn.

Jenna: "I'm sure their clothes dont cost much, if you need cash, I can just summon some."

[Darkfox]

"Don't worry thyself m'lady, I carry a few gold coins in my..." He is cut short as he checks his pockets and finds nothing, a shocked look strikes across his face as he pulls out only a couple. "I must haft lost them in the sewage below, just my luck..."

[Arcanagirl]

Jenna: "Tis no problem Kite. Here." She holds out her hand and in a gester of her right hand a pile of coins form.

Jenna: "This should be fine no?"

[Ben]

Stealthily Making His Way down the sewer corridor, Gem Hears "footsteps" Following Him.....Along the cieling of the Sewer.....

"Its going to Be hard to Climb a Ladder without that Thing Bumping Into me.......It can sense That Im still near....despite the Protection of my Cloak.....For all I know, It can still see me Clear as Day......" Gem thought....And with that his TQuiet Trudging becomes a splishing Trot.......
"Closing in on the ladder.......30 feet.....20 feet.........10 feet......"

Gem stops at the Base of the ladder, And Hears The Creature Above him, Breathing Heavily....but quietly enough that an Untrained Ear....Prey.....Would not Be Able to Hear it.....

"Here Goes"


Gem Slumps the Corpse of the Kobold over his Shoulders, And Holding His Shorsword/Dagger Gingerly Climbs the ladder...Holding the Blade So that If the Creature Were to Strike, Gem would In turn be Likely to Counter With a Reflexive Stab to The Throat.........


"This would be about Eye level" he thought......

And with that, Gem could feel the Creatures Moist Breath......

Instictivly, Gem Starts Up, as If to Continue Upward......And in an almost Indetectable motion, Lunges His dagger, In a defensive Swipe......
He dosent Connect, But hears The Creature Splash to the Ground....Hissing.....

15 feet to the Top of the Manhole....
Gem Scrambling Can Hear the Scittering Creatures Nails, Tapping the Walls in Prusuit......

Gem Closingin on the Manhole, Gets to the Top, Only to Find that Some Jerk Is Right on Top of the Manhole Cover........

"SOMEBODY OPEN THIS CURSED MANHOLE!!! IM BEING ATTACKED"
Gem HGurredily Uses his dagger to Try and Level the Manhole Up, to Indicate a Dire need tio the Person above

[Grandy]

 The man looked at Verde "First off" he spoke "name is Atikkus, second, I was merely protecting those two poor drunks from a inevitable death by your hands. Thirth, the dog's still up." as he said that, the undead wolf jumped at Verde's back again, making him let Atikkus go off. Atikkus turned at the two others. "Again, you do not need to thank me, I was merely doing my job."

[Dragonium]

(OOC: ... And another 3 pages...)

Verde screws up his face and glances around. "So, here we have two drunks and a necromancer. Anyone else would call this some strange dream. I've seen much in my few years, but I at least know that being surrounded by someone who wields a blade, a skilful knifeman and a master of the dead is a bad place to be in...".

He steps to one side, glancing to each one of the men in turn. "I trained for fifteen years under the late Sage Geriard", he says. "He tought me many things, and I have not forgotten them". He stops pacing, standing directly in front of Locke.

"And I never forget a face".

[Kinslayer]

*Note: Sorry for posting so late, I've been busy, I can't read it all now, but please, oculd someone PM me and help catch up? I guess I'll just post my character's beginning.*

At a summit, a man dressed in a black jacket, with weird glasses, but yet with a sad look on his eyes is standing. That man walks into a village near the summit, where people start to point fingers towards him... "That's him" said a man... "The Kinslayer..." said a woman, with a scared voice. Kinslayer... a vile and sad nickname for that man, who walked without saying a word... The man's name was Anyan. He was a renouned knight, the youngest one to make it in the Order of the Dragon Knights. He could still remember... the day they had entered a village which was rioting against the Royal Family... The screams of the little children... his sword, filled in blood... his eyes, full of tears... loud laughter in the darkness... Anyan closed his eyes for a minute to focus... He needed to leave that place. Anyan hurried out of the village, while those dark memories kept haunting him. Anyan took a path, were he could forget his own sorrow. Anyan kept walking, and everywhere he could hear the people calling his "nickname", that cruel name that was given to him... Anyan kept walking not knowing where to go, and where to forget...

[Darkfox]

In the sewers everything turns silent, no more sounds other than the average dripping and sloshing of the putrid liquids and debris flowing throughout it's passageways, then the manhole cover is lifted up, met by the familiar red eyes of Kite. He glances upon Gem and chuckles "Thoust looks as if thou hast seen a ghost." he jokes while holding the manhole cover, he seems to be a rather strong man to hold it in such a way.

"I smell blood." He spoke in a strange manner taking notice to the kobold's corpse Gem holds over his shoulder.

[Drace]

"Sorry to say, but I can't tell I know you. Maybe it's because of your three faces," Locke smiles. "Give it till morning. My head hurts to much now."

[Arcanagirl]

She rushes to the scene, and glances at Gem holding a body.

Jenna: "What happened? Is...he...dead?"

[Rywho]

Sniffing the air, the lupine responds in retort to the scents, "ugh, such foul stenches.  I  also have to agree, my wolfish brethren has been around here,"  He recalls a previous question from Jenna, "ah m'lady, I forgot to state my name, tsi a cruel humor, my name is Lupine." Lupine gives a sort of sheepish smile.

[Arcanagirl]

Jenna Bows gracefully to Lupine.

Jenna: "It is a pleasure to meet you Lupine."