Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 17, 2016 19:03:31 GMT -8
Roxanne whirled around, striking after Moreau, leaving Krenna to fend for herself against the coming horde of rats. "What are you doing?!" Krenna had no idea what to do. She started hacking at the rats swarming around them. She was large and her weight was enough to crush them under foot easily. But she feared they would eventually overtake both her and Roxanne if they didn't do something about them quickly.
Rather than make herself a sitting target, she decided to try to run around behind Moreau. Maybe if they could take out the rat "king", the sea of rats would subside. Not bothering to be sneaky about it, she simply ran around in a wide circle, trying to stay ten to fifteen feet away from Moreau until she was opposite Roxanne.
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Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Co.
Established
Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: The Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Company is a mercenary group based out of Bayonne, in Gauldin. Currently accepting members and jobs of all types.
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:15:31 GMT -8
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Post by Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Co. on Mar 17, 2016 21:07:06 GMT -8
Moreau hissed as the liquor was flung at him, but he raised his mace - which was held in his left hand - to catch the swing of her sword, and gurgled a nasty laugh. "What, little girl? Do you think I am allergic to some alcohol? I am tougher than that!" He thrust her sword away with a great heave of the mace, then lunged forward, swiping out at her with his empty hand, the tips of his claws gleaming wickedly in the sunlight, which didn't seem to bother him in the slightest.
While their 'king' was fighting Roxy, the rats focused on swarming Krenna, jumping off of each other to try and jump up and bite at her flesh and clothing, struggling to get a hold so they could climb up and get at her face and neck.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Mar 18, 2016 16:26:59 GMT -8
Roxanne lunges forward as well, pushing his hand away with an armored forearm. She swings her sword as hard as she can towards his mace arm, trying her best to sever it.
"Krenna! I could use a hand here! Come here, quickly!"
She coughs, finding the huge rat's breath to be extremely foul.
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Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 18, 2016 16:39:24 GMT -8
At Rox's urging, Krenna stopped trying to dance her way through the sea of rats attempting to assault her and simply ran towards Moreau's back, attempting to bring her sword down at the point where his left shoulder met his neck. She did so with as little fanfare as possible so as not to alert him of her attack.
This is not what I signed up for, she thought to herself as her sword arced through the air.
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Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Co.
Established
Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: The Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Company is a mercenary group based out of Bayonne, in Gauldin. Currently accepting members and jobs of all types.
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:15:31 GMT -8
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Post by Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Co. on Mar 18, 2016 16:45:52 GMT -8
He managed to raise his mace in time to catch Roxy's swing, and glanced over his shoulder when she yelled to Krenna, but was unable to dodge the bard's attack completely. As he turned, trying to bring his mace up to block the half-Orc's blow, her sword instead caught his upper arm, cleaving through flesh and part of the bone to leave the limb dangling uselessly by a scrap of tendon and flesh, and a sliver of bone. He howled in agony, his dead fingers dropping the mace, but he quickly snatched it up and began backing away.
Unfortunately, the rats were vicious creatures, and the scent of blood in the air - even if it was that of the man-creature who had managed to capture their allegiance - was too much for him. Their attention shifted from Roxy and Krenna to Moreau, and they swarmed the man. His eyes grew wide with terror as he howled, batting at the oncoming rats with his mace. "No.. NO! Stay back! I am your master!" He managed to knock many of the rats away, killing and crushing a number of them, but there were simply too many, and he was already fading from blood loss. The surged over him, chewing on his arm until it fell completely apart, and then working their way to the rest of his body from there. He was still standing, for now, but that probably wouldn't last long.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Mar 18, 2016 16:58:02 GMT -8
"Good job, Krenna!"
Roxanne reached into her pocket and pulled out a flint. Raising her sword over the rat man's head, she strikes the flint against the blade, showering herself and the rat man in sparks. Hopefully, there would still be plenty of the liquor still covering the creature.
"Ahahaha! Burn, baby burn~"
She kicks the rats away and steps back.
"Krenna, we should go to the bar after."
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Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 18, 2016 17:56:36 GMT -8
Krenna leaps back from Moreau after her sword cleaves into his arm. She had never even hit anything living with a sword before, let alone something bent on killing her. It was equal parts exhilarating and scary. She kept trying to swat and kick rats off as she lands in the sea of them, but when they smell Moreau's blood, they seem a lot more interested in him than the two mercenaries. She watches in something between amazement and horror as the rats swarm their once master, clawing their way over each other to get to the soft exposed flesh of his mostly severed arm.
She sees Roxanne on the other side of Moreau, taking a flint from her pack and striking it on her sword over the swarmed rat-man's head. "What are you-" Krenna started to shout to Rox as the sparks ignited the alcohol covering Moreau, engulfing both him and the surge of feasting rats in a violent burst of flame.
Krenna backs away as the fire takes hold, burning rat and rat-man alike. Hearing Roxy cackle at the impromptu pyre, Krenna shakes her head in disbelief. "Rox, you are something else," she says to her, over the sound of dying rats and crackling flames.
Walking back around the mess towards Rox, Krenna eyes the armored woman speculatively. "Krenna, we should go to the bar after," Rox says to her.
"Maybe we should make sure he's dead and there's nothing left down there to give the lady further trouble first," Krenna responds, one hand on her offset hip as if to scold Rox for her impatience.
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Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Co.
Established
Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: The Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Company is a mercenary group based out of Bayonne, in Gauldin. Currently accepting members and jobs of all types.
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:15:31 GMT -8
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Post by Bolts & Brawlers Mercenary Co. on Mar 18, 2016 18:00:15 GMT -8
Luckily for Roxy, the rats hadn't completely swarmed over him, leaving enough of his alcohol-soaked clothes visible that the sparks caught. He screamed in agony as his body caught afire - it wasn't going to be a particularly fast death, or painless. He writhed, kicked, and screamed as the rats ate at him and the fire burned through cloth and fur to flesh. Finally all movement stopped as the blood loss and burns stole first his consciousness, and then his life.
The servants had been watching in terror from behind barred windows, but they began to trickle outside as the rats - the ones that hadn't been burned to a cinder - fled into the woods. There were obvious whispers between them, wondering just what had happened, although none seemed brave enough to ask Roxy and Krenna. They had just killed a hideous, deformed rat-man, after all. That was enough to scare away any normal person.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Mar 18, 2016 18:44:26 GMT -8
Roxanne pokes the smoldering corpse with her toe.
"He's dead."
Walking over to the orc woman, Roxanne throws an arm around her shoulders. Or rather, she tries to and finds that Krenna is far too tall for that, then settles for wrapping an arm around her waist.
"Come on, we can go back down there later. There's no more rat creatures down there. IT'S A SHAME WE NEVER FOUND OUT WHERE IT CAME FROM!"
She nudges Krenna with her elbow.
"If it gets out that we found out about the rat thing, we could get in trouble."
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Krenna
Committed
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 19
Physical Description: Krenna is a half-orc, graced with more of her mother's human parentage than her father's orcan. She stands nearly six and half feet tall, athletic and well-built like her father's people. Her yellow-brown skin is clean and decorated by several well made tattoos. Shoulder length black hair with a center part is highlighted by stark white streaks at the front and decorated with small bird feathers in bright colors. A mole on her left cheek is the only obvious blemish, but her dark eyes and permanent smirk draw the eyes away from it.
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Clothes and Equipment: Krenna keeps her clothing and armor fastidiously clean. The bright red leather weave armor is supple and conforms to her musculature, weaving like a snake skin around her frame. Draped around her waist are several daggers and a long sword with a decorative hilt. A sanshin of her own making is always strapped to her back, giving the impression that it could snap at any time, but never actually doing so.
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Registered: Feb 21, 2016 15:48:17 GMT -8
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Post by Krenna on Mar 18, 2016 19:05:45 GMT -8
"I hadn't thought of that," Krenna responds, a little embarrassed. "You go ahead, I'll explain things to the servants."
Assuming Roxy was meandering out of the estate, Krenna would meet with the group of servants and explain that a rat-man had somehow snuck into the wine cellar and taken up residency there. The thefts and noises were his rat minions. But everything was taken care of now (except the mess they made), and they wouldn't have any more trouble. Once she had satisfied any questions they had, she'd hurry to catch up to Roxy.
"This isn't quite what I pictured mercenaries doing, to be honest...", Krenna said to Roxanne once she had caught up to her. Suddenly another thought occurred to her: "Oh eww. I'm going to have to clean off my sword and my scabbard. Ugh."
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