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| Topic Started: Mar 5 2009, 08:34 PM (95 Views) | |
| Ronin | Mar 5 2009, 08:34 PM Post #1 |
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Stomp stomp stomp. Had the hybrid been walking with any more ferocity, her feet just may have shattered holes in the mountain pathway. A scowl far too ugly for the pretty face was worn, a low growl vibrating deeply in the back of her throat. 'Oh no he didn't.' Oh yes he did! Those that had spent more time with the dragon would have noticed that she lacked a few accessories common to her wardrobe. No jingle could be heard above her enraged stomping, for the bracelets she typically wore had been removed. Rather, they'd been stolen right from under her nose as she napped. Thankfully, the metallic clatter the jewelry provided quickly roused her, and the silhouette of retreating golbins was quick to be seen. Now, with the moon hanging high, she followed their foul stench up this very path, likely to some network of caves, but she didn't care much. She wanted her damn silver back! Ronin snorted. Knowing that she was drawing near really didn't make her any happier, and she would be sure that those foolish little demi-humans would know just how big of a mistake they had made. Upon reaching a cave entrance, she frowned. While there was definitely something unpleasant lurking inside those particular mountain cavern, the scent she picked up had been different than that belonging to the greedy goblins. Thus, she moved on, cracking her knuckles as she trekked further up. All the while, full use of her heightened senses had been put into effect. Highly sensitive eyes saw perfectly in these dark conditions, her nose keeping her on the trail of her victims, while her ears searched for any distant sound of jingling accessories. Well, she'd definitely be keeping her silver in a safer place while she napped from now on, that was for sure. The trail had gotten steep, but a bit of exercise would do her good. Besides, if she got too dirty chasing these little bastards, she'd have all the more reason to kick them around. Soon enough, she'd have them in her grip, and she would cackle with maniacle glee as she tossed them off the very cliffs they hid within. As the macabre thoughts entered her head, Ronin's stride slowed, and as she came to a complete stop, the frown returned. 'My, that was... dark...' She bit her lip, immediately pushing all traces of the previous thought out of her mind. Alright, she wouldn't throw them off the cliff... but maybe she'd dangle them by their feet just to make a point. |
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| Dashmii De'Amato | Mar 5 2009, 09:12 PM Post #2 |
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Making his way along the mountainous regions of this foreign land to him. The Drow constantly sought out new ways and people to meet along his travel at least people that didn't mind his heritage. Being one from the dark world that Drow lived in was harsh upon those who were trying to be what they were which was strong beings. By far they were far different from human's as their lifespans carried on over and over. A love with such a being would prove futile, but in a way very divine. That of course was not even a main attraction of a thought in the Drow's mind. Noticing a rather indifferent being upon the mountainous area, Caden would decide to make his way up there and get a better view of things. Slowly coming up on the area and utilzing his amazing agility he would launch himself within the shadow of the caves and gazed outwards. Seemingly looking over and staying out of the way...this person seemed to be on a rampage and there wasn't much he could say or do to stop this kind of uproar. "Umm...May I ask what is the matter, my good friend," mused the Drow as his violet eyes would lock on the figure that seemed to be causing the most racket out of this very large group. That's when he realized that those pesky goblins once again had struck. His heritage would come in handy if he wanted to provide himself with a little bit of fun, as it was obvious that goblins knew how dangerous these Drow were and what they are capable of. He would watch wit his violet eyes located amongst them, it would seem that his movements were quick through the shadows, after all this is where the Drow was used to living in the Underdark. Vision in the dark was nothing for a warrior such as him. He would emerge from the shadows, but still remaining in them as he gazed out towards the one that dispatched the goblins with relative ease. Edited by Dashmii De'Amato, Mar 5 2009, 09:14 PM.
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| Ronin | Mar 5 2009, 10:10 PM Post #3 |
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After having taken a decent amount of aggression out on the environment, her tantrum was less obvious in how she maneuvered about. However, an angry blaze still burned within the dragon's eyes. It was said that rage had a tendency to blind its victims, and that theory seemed to have been proven true. The sudden sound of another voice caused her to jump. pivoting on the balls of her feet towards the assumed direction. Wordlessly scolding herself for carelessness, all she could do now was hope that her guest wasn't aggressive. Had she been of any other blood, the being before her likely would have gone completely unnoticed. However, the keen eyes of the hybrid effortlessly pierced the veils of shadow, revealing what they tried so hard to conceal. The man seemed to be of elven decent, but a specific kind; he was not dark, he was black. Suddenly curious, her head tilted to one side. 'Drow?' He couldn't have been anything else, unless he was a standard elf that had spent far too much time in the sun. 'I thought they stayed mostly in the Underdark...' Granted, she hadn't actually seen or spoken with a Drow until this moment in her life, so it was very possible that all she had learned was simply observation, not fact. Well, time to test if all the books she'd read had been laced with lies. If he turned out to be foe... she could always run. "I lost something... special to me," she replied finally. "Actually, they've been taken from me, and I have half a mind to snap the hands that did it." Her eye twitched, but after taking a calming breath, Ronin managed to regain the hold she had on her temper. With a bit of effort, she even managed to smiled. "You haven't seen a band of goblin's pass by here, have you? Particularly ones that had half a dozen or so silver bracelets?" Even if she knew nothing of this individual, if he had any clue at all as to where the little thieves had hidden themselves, he'd be her new best friend. |
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| Dashmii De'Amato | Mar 11 2009, 03:09 AM Post #4 |
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Watching intently throughout the infrared spectrum as Drow did he thought of serious ways to find the lost treasures that this one sought. Obviously very important to the dragon lady. That was a rare breed of beings indeed, but with such fluidity and grace he could tell her power was not one he wanted to deal with. So striking a deal seemed to be the right thing for the Drow as his violet eyes never left her position. Moving amongst the shadows the dusky skinned hand rose up gesturing the lady to follow behind him. He would have issued out commands via the Drow Sign Language, but she was not of his kin and would be quite the confused lad. Making his way around a bend through the dark corridors, the Drow smiled as he could hear the noises ahead of all those little Goblins running about going crazy. "Seems our little friends are at least ten clicks from here. I'll scout ahead and draw their attention while you come through with the brute force. After all I traveled caves far darker than this," mused the Drow as his name had been never issued upon anyone who had met him. They simply knew him by Drow and he answered to their call. His ways of demented evil was still apart of his being that was for sure. What else could explain the spectacle amongst the docks that day? Regardless this was a new day and there was no need to gaze back into the past where things tend to be left and needed to be left at. After all those years and troubles he had within the lands of the Underdark it was forever with him and he imbued all of it within each fiber of his of body. Stinging through his being, he didn't have much on him to combat these measly goblins, but he was sure he could take bare handed. He was a very skilled fighter as well. Making his way further down the halls of the rocky cave, there would be a animated noise in the distance. There he located that the goblins must have returned to their little post that they so enjoyed amongst these places. This one though was merely wasting his time by dawning the infamous 'Zs'. That alone proved that this one would be incapable of possibly recognizing what was about to occur. Within a mere second the Drow would leap forth reaching both of his hands around the Goblin's neck breaking it with unprecedented speed. The creature didn't even have a chance at reaching for it's weapon as it would drop it's dagger and bow. Looking over the Goblin's possession he saw nothing that looked like the one that the being behind him wanted. He merely would strap the bow along his back and grip his hands upon the dagger sliding it within his boot. Gripping the quiver, it would fall in a more accessible spot as the bow would now be positioned so that it would be say to access during battle. The Drow would then turn around and gaze into the eyes of the being behind him and smile. The time for the female to see what it was truly like to watch a Drow flex what the Underdark had made of him was now at hand.... |
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| Ronin | Mar 11 2009, 07:54 AM Post #5 |
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How exactly did one respond to that? She was thankful for the information of course, but she hadn't really expected it to turn into some kind of group hunt and slaughter fest. She just... wanted her silver back. Gingerly rubbing the back of her neck, she slowly nodded. "Alright then..." With the silent motion of his hand, the halfbreed followed his lead. The caves weren't really difficult to maneuver within in terms of sight, but their awkward design, as well as being in unfamiliar territory, made trekking through some of the thin pathways a challenge. Thankfully, the journey wasn't a long one, and the tunnels soon began to expand, allowing for easier movement and a bit of breathing space. Unfortunately, they were foul breaths that she would have rather not taken. They were in the correct place alright; the reeking of the creatures unwashed bodies hit her nose before she could even see the things. It seemed however, that her Drow companion had easily spotted them. Perhaps he was simply more adjusted to hunting things in the dark, where as Ronin really wasn't particularly adept in hunting of any variety. With a quick dash, the dark-elf had leapt forward, finishing off his foe with a quick strike and sickening snap. The hybrid winced, taking an unsteady step back. Was that really necessary? He couldn't have just... silent passed and let the thing sleep? She just wanted her bracelets back; not the death of this entire goblin tribe (despite how pissed off she'd been regarding it earlier). However, he was obviously pleased in himself, flashing her a classy smile as he collected his bounty of goblin weaponry. Waiting for the male to move further on, she cautiously approached the lifeless body. She had no real interest in stealing anything else it may have had on him, but she had to check if this was one of them that had been in the band, and if so, if he'd been the keeper of her stolen goods. With a contorted expression of disgust on her face, the dragon slowly reached into the tattered garbs. No metallic jingle resounded during the shuffling of the fabric, which was evidence enough for her. Quickly withdrawing her appendage, she wiped it upon the ground, as if the action would be enough to remove the grime from her palm. Straightening herself, the thumb on her right hand temporarily found a resting place tucked beneath her belt. There was no guarantee that the others would be peacefully sleeping like this one had been, but who knew? They may end up getting lucky. Seeing as how the Drow had declared himself the scout, she waited for him to move deeper into the goblin's dwelling before following. She'd have offered him her name for the sake of something to be referred to as, but didn't want to risk breaking the perfect silence of a flawless ambush. Perhaps later... |
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| Dashmii De'Amato | Mar 12 2009, 01:42 PM Post #6 |
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Moving swiftly through the caverns with the newly acquired arsenal from the lackadaisical goblin who was on patrol. He had met his death and faster than one could expect, but the Drow was determined to down every goblin about this place. Making it a main goal to crush all those as there was no such thing as mercy, but merely the time to issue death upon all of these vermin. Speeding through the cavern, he would then notice how both sides of the walls would slowly begin to arc upwards. Seemed that the little Goblin tribe was well schooled on their area, but didn't know how to properly defend against one who dealt with caves before. There was a eerie glow about the Drow that most didn't gather at first, but it was obvious when he leaped towards a ledge. Gripping on with one hand, he would climb up with his other trying his best to not cause any noise to alarm them of his presence. Finding his footing and balance along the ledge it was exactly as he figured it would be. There was the goblins going across their recent plunder of stolen goods, the drow just shook his head in excitement. Though the shake was merely for the stupidity of them to leave it out in the opening like that. That was when the Drow's gaze would turn back upon the Hybrid. Simply put, he would hold his hand up telling her to hold once as she did earlier when he dispersed the first one. That was when he would begin to pull the bow that he acquired from his back and swinging it out in front of him. Grasping a mere arrow he would, begin to hold them all in place as he peered over the edge. Looking down on his target seeking the perfect arch to catch them off guard and sending them sprawling out everywhere in panic. That was when the Drow's violet hues, found themselves on the female once more and with that a simple 'GO' was said amongst the two as the Drow had somehow slipped three arrows within the bow's string before pulling back firing. Pinning down two goblins with a mere one shot that contained two arrows. All the goblin's attention would turn towards Dash, but that didn't make no difference to him. All his life he had odds stacked against him and with that said, he would merely fire off another round. Simply having the high ground gave him the advantage, but sooner or later he would grow tired of this game. He relinquished the fun part to that being that wanted their necklaces so badly, but he was more interested to see her power shown in general. Neither nor would it stop him as he would get to his very last arrow and it would strike gold into the very head of one of the Bowman within the cave. Wasting no time after firing his last arrow, dropping down the Drow would be by every means cornered and surrounded. These monstrosities glares stuck on him with snarls and mixed emotions of anger as well as rage. It was a fitting image for a Drow to feel this things, but what upset these beasts no more was merely a simple coy smile that would erupt from the dusky skinned Elf that stood before them. Surely the lady would strike them down while they worried mainly about him wouldn't she? Or was she like all the others and might as well fit in with these misfits. Would she grab her belongings and leave or continue with the plan? Edited by Dashmii De'Amato, Mar 12 2009, 01:44 PM.
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| Ronin | Mar 13 2009, 05:39 PM Post #7 |
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Further and further yet they ventured, no stray moonbeams willing to filter in through the cracks in the walls to offer her straining, reptilian eyes any bit of assistance. Not that she hadn't expected to be enveloped in such impenetrable darkness of course, but the additional bit of assistance was never anything she'd complained about. While she remained on the floor, the Drow had taken to higher levels, using his impeccable dark-vision to spot their enemies before they'd even so much as suspected intruders in their den. Treading lightly, she followed to the best of her abilities, viewing the darkened caverns in a sharpened grey scale. Once again, the silent motion of his hand had caused her to freeze in her steps, awaiting the second signal that would either tell her to continue with cautious steps, or unleash the fury of a caged beast. A distinguishable 'twang' resounding for but a second, signifying the firing of an arrow, perhaps two. Truth be told, she couldn't tell, as she couldn't see very well. There was one absolute fact however, and that was that this killing had been nearly as stealthy as the first one. Shrieks of pain and panic alike were heard all around, given by both the victims and the witnesses to this cold-blooded act. Upon starting this commotion, her signal to attack was seen. Her willingness to cooperate was forced at best, but now that the goblins had seen then, it was highly unlikely they'd be able to talk their way out of this one. With a small group brandishing crude spears and charging towards her, options available were limited to either fight or flight... and as much as she hated fighting, fleeing from such insects should have been a crime in itself. Growling and swiftly stepping to one side, the mentioned weaponry found itself captured tightly within an iron grip. Another burst of strength ripped the creation from the goblins hold, throwing it down the stone tunnel and snapping against the far wall. Intimidated by the unexpected display of strength, the duo of bandits tried to flee, but no sooner had they staggered uneasily backwards did Ronin catch them both by the collars of their ragged shirts; one humanoid per hand. With hardly any effort at all, the ivory-haired female hoisted them up, feeling a sadistic sense of glee at the site of their legs dangling three or so feet above the ground. Inhaling deeply, the hybrid let a mighty, deafening roar - one that left no question as to what her blood had been mixed with, and one that should never have left the mouth of a mortal, even in the most obscure of dreams. Once more calling upon the powers infused into her draconic blood, she threw the two creatures back into the darkness from which they called. Multiple thuds told her that their bodies had bounced upon impact, and more panicked shrieks and chatters had filled her ears. Her outburst had likely caused the goblins to think a full-blooded dragon had stepped into their cave as opposed to a halfbreed, but she didn't care much. It got the job done, didn't it? With them in such a terrified state, their unstable bodies would be that much easier to take care of, and pockets easier to search. Now, where were they keeping those damn bracelets? |
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