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He found his quarry. He was going to destroy them! A small glint of sanity slipped back into his mind though before he bite the guys head off. You agreed to try and bring them alive. He let out an inhuman hiss and forced himself to shift back to his human form. He couldn't think clearly in his shifted form. Being human again, he let out a breath he hadn't been aware he was holding. He dropped his misty occlusion and looked at Drevin. "We take him back to G-man. This is his shindig anyway." And with that he covered the man's mouth while he tried to take the bow away and sling it over his shoulder.
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06-28-2018, 03:12 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-28-2018, 03:20 PM by Drevin.)
When he saw the man turn to face then Drevin slowed his sprint to trot and cast anchor on the man, ax still in hand and at the ready. Drevin made a non-committal grunting noise in response to the fire mage's words. It's not that he was opposed to peacefully toting the man back but for one something about how the mage casually assumed his compliance annoyed the short man and for two he wasn't convinced the bandit was going down peacefully. He kept his senses on alert for any other lowlifes, he started to circle around the right side of his target as Riesig approached the man.
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06-29-2018, 06:56 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-29-2018, 06:57 AM by Arl Lotreab.)
Meanwhile, Arl continued checking out the first bandit's injury after acquiring the rum. "Okay, here's the plan: I'm going to clean out this wound and use healing magic to help keep you good long term." Arl used weave to create a cloth of sorts, one that separated from the parts of the plants that had touched the ground. Didn't get much more sanitary than 'just came into existence', she wagered. She also tried to get a feel for the man's.. let's say baseline remorse level.
"Now, I doubt you're going to squeal on your buddies, even if that'd greatly improve their survival chances, so what I'm going to ask instead is how you got into banditry. Was it a lifelong dream, something you settled for, what?"
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"No, no. I will absolutely squeal. What are you offering?" he said, eagerly.
Drevin and Riesig began to corner their prey. The archer, for reasons he couldn't quite explain, skidded to halt and turned to face the pair. He quickly knocked and arrow and shot it towards Drevin's gut.
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He tried. He really did. Now? He couldn't be bothered. He closed the distance to the man while he summoned a set of shards then aimed to stab them into the man under the armpits. If he was lucky, the arteries would sever and he would die quickly. If he was unlucky they would miss and he would have to stab him again. Because he didn't want to deal with someone who kept shooting them. His shoulder still hurt.
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07-01-2018, 03:40 AM
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Drevin's body twisted of its own accord to avoid a direct hit to the gut from the arrow. He grunted as the shaft hit him in the hip and hit bone. There was an inaudible click in Drevin's head and when it snapped back onto his target the man seemed to almost glow. He was so focused on his enemy that he didn't see the mage lunging at him until his axe had already left his hand tumbling head over handle in what seemed to Drevin like slow motion. Some part of him wanted to warn Riesig. More of him wanted to see the man's insides.
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Riesig felt the tug from his mist telling him something was rapidly approaching. But he wanted to kill his quarry...but he knew better than to ignore his mist. It was a part of him. He shifted to dodge the incoming projectile, but his target didn't change since he knew exactly where the axe was and where it was going. It seems his companion had the same intents as him. Good.
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07-02-2018, 04:12 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-02-2018, 04:34 AM by Arl Lotreab.)
Meanwhile, back at the encampment Arl was grappling with how to deal with the unusually eager traitor. "Huh. Not that close to them, then? Alright, if Rand here agrees, welllll, I don't have the power to clear your name, BUT" She held up a finger. "BUT, if you were to change your outfit and stay out of crime I could overlook you escaping or even put you down as presumed dead. Let you put this behind you and move on with your life."
The woman leaned back a bit, trying to get a feel for how the man viewed such an offering. She motioned a more subtle finger towards Rand - there would be more to this deal, if there was to be one.
Then she went back to wound tending. There was still a bit more to be done, after all!
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"Ok... oh that's better. What do you want to... ugh.. to know?" he asked as Arl tended the wound.
Further away, Riesig and Drevin's converged violently. Riesig's blade didn't quite sink in, apparently this man was at least a little armoured, which combined with the sudden redirect turned a penetrating blow into a bruising one. Then an axe buried itself in the man's chest.
Their quarry stumbled back, blood pulsing out of the axe wound. He looked dazed, angry and lost.
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Well, one of them got a solid blow in. While he man was dazed, Riesig tried to shove a Phantom Flame Torch anywhere on the face he could get to.
