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PostPosted: Thu Jan 31, 2019 8:10 pm


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A dark and mysterious forest where there is no civilization. One of the many expanses that separate Vale from Vacuo. The creatures of grimm own these forests and to trespass through them surely spells death. Enter at your own risk.

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PostPosted: Thu Jan 31, 2019 8:11 pm


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                                                    Fang felt the claws of the sphinx rip through his stomach and knock his staff off into the far distance. He was subsequently smacked backwards with such mighty force that he crashed into a tree which cracked in half as he was sent flying into the tree behind it. His nerves were jarred by the impact. Fortunately grimm were stupid and liked to gloat when they landed a blow. The creature roared at him victoriously. It knew he wasn't going to be able to survive much longer. This was the oldest sphinx he has ever met. They were often seen leading packs of manticores. These were the only two grimm he truly feared. Fang's golden eyes narrowed furiously. He couldn't let himself die here, but another hit like that and he was doomed to bleed out before making it to the nearest village. "You are a vivacious little creature aren't you? Don't think for one moment that you'll finish me off that easily..." He would say as he pushed himself out from the cavity in the tree. "You think a sphinx can defeat The Staff?!?" Fang roared back at the creature. One arm gripped his stomach in pain. He was hunched over, but he walked towards the beast nonetheless.

                                                    Fang walked right out in front of the creature. It took a step back in confusion. Was its prey really offering itself up so freely? The sphinx knew he was weak though, and so opened its mouth and dove towards him. It meant to gobble him up in one fell swoop. A smirk could be seen on his face just before the creature wrapped its jaws around his figure. This was an all or nothing strategy. His arm went to his chest and tapped one of the gems which actually had a dust slot in it. Gravity dust. His staff which had been smacked away shot towards him as it also had gravity dust currently locked into its own slot. The staff hit his hand and with a single click of a button it expanded, straightened and out popped the sharp hookshot ends. It was now effectively a double edged spear. He rooted the butt of the spear in the creatures tongue, and the top end deep in the upper palate. "Take this!" Fang screamed as the beast crunched down. He could hear the sound of bone cracking and knew it has worked, but not before the creature blasted him out with a hearty gust of air. A cough? He didn't have time to ponder it though as its teeth ripped into his skin once again. He crashed through the branches of some unseen tree and landed on the ground with a thud. The sphinx fell to the ground and disintegrated. He had won! Or had he? He felt something slip from his gut. Something vital... he felt cold. Numb. He took too much damage. Far too much damage. He would die here. He turned over on his back and watched the clouds float by. All was peaceful. The sphinx was dead, and soon so would he. His life had been nothing important. Nothing remarkable. He had been useless. He hated this life. What kind of joke was this thing called existence anyways? The world was a cruel place and whatever came after would be better.He lifted his hand covered in blood and reached out as if to grab a cloud. His skin was going pale. His hand fell back to him and landed softly on his forehead. He just wanted to have a family. Was it too much to ask for? To have someone to love him? "I guess this is the end..." Tears welled up in his eyes. He would watch the clouds to the very last moment.
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( xᴏʀ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛx )

ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
( xɪs ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғx )



[This is a past (a few years ago) interaction between Fang and Frea, if you enter it will be when you are younger and you will not be allowed to engage in any sort of combat; this is a memory of their meeting.]


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PostPosted: Thu Jan 31, 2019 9:16 pm


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                                    "Care about yourself first."

                                    [Memory of the past.]

                                    All had been well during her journey. No Grimm to be found in sight, plenty of herbs and all kind of plants kept her happy during her stay in the forest. It was her luck that this forest provided abundant materials for her potions. While she was happy to keep moving to gather all those ingredients, soon enough, her aching feet told her to set up camp soon. With light luggage, a campsite was quickly set up without a problem, the fire warm to the touch in the darkening forest. There was no doubt the cold would return after the fuel ran out, but it was better than nothing. A brief look around showed a spot where broken branches laid. How convenient.

                                    Of course, everything had a reason. Just with the sudden abundance of twigs for the fire, there was a person lying there, covered in blood. Judging from the paling skin and the pool of blood surrounding him, it was an emergency. Eyelashes fluttered at the words she could hear him said at the end. Ah, people tended to get dramatic when they were dying. In the end, it was not her business. She could leave him to die here, but she did not. Perhaps it was amusement, or perhaps he looked as he could be of use, she made a negotiation. "Hey, do you want to live?" Despite the question, her hand had been moving to her healing potion in the small satchel she had on hand. The lit of the potion came off with a pop and the liquid forced into the man's mouth. The effect of the potion should heal serious wounds and stop the bleeding so that he could survive. "If you wish to survive, join a team with me." Judging from his looks, the man should prove a good ally after he healed up. Good physique, a useful meatshield. If he declined though, she could always poison him later.


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PostPosted: Thu Jan 31, 2019 9:29 pm


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                                                    Fang laid there for a while. Soaking in the view, but a voice rang out from above. Was it an angel? It wasn't a very happy voice actually. Maybe he was going to the underworld or whatever it was called. That would be more fitting. Except the voice asked if he wanted to live."What kind of question is that-" He would begin to say only to have a flask shoved down his throat. "What - Is - Happening-" Fang tried to speak as his mouth was filled with a bitter tasting fluid.

                                                    Fang gave in and swallowed it. Maybe it would end his misery faster. He didn't know. The voice demanded that to be saved he joined a team. What team? Not like he had a choice. He shook his head pitifully. "If it will bring me new life... I swear..." It was but a whisper, but he swore to the stranger who he still could not see. He was too weak to move even his head to the side. "I swear..." His eyelids fluttered and then closed slowly as he passed out. Letting the healing potion do its work. He would awake sometime later, but he didn't know when, where, or who's care he would be in. For now he slept like he never did before. Embracing the cold darkness of slumber.
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ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 1:22 am


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                                    "Care about yourself first."

                                    [Memory of the past.]

                                    The man struggled a bit as she forced the potion on him. Judging from his expression, the taste was not that great. Hmm, she should adjust the recipe to make it taste better when she had time then. A brow raised when the man shook his head, but then his answer was the opposite of the action. Guess that was a yes. She pulled the flask away when all the liquid had gone down on the stranger's throat. Sleeping was not a side effect of the potion, so she supposed he was too tired and blacked out. Her brow knitted at the situation. Based on her strength, she did not have enough muscle power to carry the man, let alone a sleeping one. Bah, how troublesome.

                                    Violet eyes looked around for potential tools for moving a person. With nothing in sight, Frea decided on dragging the man by the feet to her campsite. The man's body dragged on the grass and rocks with her movement, though nothing serious incurred, just a few bumps and small bruises. She just needed a few drops of healing potion to erase those, erasing the fact she had dragged an injured adult man all the way back to her camp. Pretty sure a blood trail remained, making it even more like a murder scene and she was the killer. Speaking of blood, she took a few samples from the so-called crime scene. For research.

                                    Despite feeling unhappy that the stranger got her bed, Frea knew enough dropping the man on the grass would make his wounds worse. She made a note to herself to work the man harder later for making her give him her bed. What now was to wait for the man to wake up. Ah, she did not even have dinner yet.

                                    When the man came to, it would be a peaceful sight of a campsite, surrounding by the warm light from the fire. A girl sat near him, features of an angel but the horns on her head told a different story. She moved her eyes with idleness, meeting his in the process. "Ah, you woke up, how do you feel?" The voice was gentle to the touch, though tinted with an unhappy emotion, barely there. She looked like she wanted to say something more, but she did not spoke further.

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 9:53 am


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                                                    Fang slept a long time. He wasn't sure how long to be exact, but his body was healing rapidly from the potion of sorts. Not that he was aware of this fact. He wouldn't feel himself being moved or anything until the moment he woke. At first his eyelids drifted upwards. The sky was a different shade. He could not tell if it was dusk of the very same day, or dawn the day after. Or maybe one of those of the very next day? He had no clue. Time meant nothing to him in this moment. His eyes shifted over to a fire only to be met with the gaze of a horned creature. The fire dancing in his eyes as they connected with hers. A faunus? Who was she? Then the memories of the fight came screaming back into his mind. What happened after though? Oh yes, he was dying... "Are you a pawn of the underworld?" He would say without emotion. Forgetting that she was the one who saved him for a moment. He never considered himself spiritual, but death, or rather a near death event, seemed to do that to a person. Just "Wait..." Fang winced in pain as more memories came flooding back. He had been saved by a stranger. Who attempted to waterboard him back to life? It must have been a portion.

                                                    Fang's eyes shot open. Wide eyed, his memory returned n full. He ha sworn to team up with this creature in return for her to save him. Most wouldn't know this, but he hated horns like none-other. They were a freaky feature, and everything that he had met with horns was always twisted on the inside and had a blood lust that nothing else could compare. They were the symbols of death. Hence why grimm possessed bone-like shells. He swallowed his worry. He was still weak and this thing would easily be able to finish him if he made the wrong move. He didn't know how to be afraid though. It wasn't in his blood. He would forget his worry and be himself to the end. You - Saved me?" It was a simple question. He just wanted to confirm the situation as he saw it. "And now I have to repay you don't I?" His golden eyes looked into hers without any sign of emotion. He just wanted to reaffirm the conditions as he remembered them. That is when he noticed how well dressed she was. She has some rather expensive, and classy combat attire. They had nothing in the way of frills that would hinder her movement. Everything was functional. She was definitely a warrior of some kind. She wouldn't be out here if she wasn't though. His eyes periodically shot to her horns without thought. They were more menacing then any he had ever seen.
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ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 5:47 pm


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                                    "Care about yourself first."

                                    [Memory of the past.]

                                    The man's eyes burned with confusion and a haze, boring into hers. Ah, a beautiful shade of gold, just like a pair of gems. Frea decided she liked his eyes. The way he talked, on the other hand, was a work in process. Then again, the things that people said when they work up should not be taken all to seriously, since the person who spoke was not completely awake. "I don't think the underworld had this much of grass and trees." She humored him, watching as some of his memory seemed to return, judging from his wincing. Multiple expression appeared on his face as the man remembered, the process which she waited patiently for, eyeing her cut nails. Should cut these soon, as they were getting longer.

                                    Her attention returned to the man's face, specifically, his eyes, as he started asking the right questions. "I did. Those blood pools weren't hard to miss." Being direct was good for her situation. It placed a base on what she wanted - making him indebted to her. The addition comment was just to poke at him. "Of course. With that, you should own me something. Usually, I prefer paying in cash, but I felt like getting something else." Her face moved closer to the man's, the distance close enough for their nose to touch. "A new partner. A teammate, I say. It's getting lonely going all alone." It was not the whole reason, of course. There was no need to show all her cards, was it? After she finished her piece, she moved back onto her space. While she had enjoyed being close to others as a habit when living amongst her kind, the man was a stranger. Moving into someone's pace was to make others uncomfortable.

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 7:41 pm


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                                                    Fang felt the ground after her comment. Indeed the grass was there. The world was like it always was. He saw the trees and their leaves flowing in the wind. It was late in the night. Likely the next day he figured, though he could not be sure. "I'm just a bit out of it... nearly bleeding to death does that to one doesn't it now?" He would say to the air with a chuckle which made him wince in pain once more. This caused him to look down at his bare abdomen to see that his wounds were gone completely. That potion worked wonders, but his body still ached internally. He would be weak for a while after this. Which meant he'd have to unfortunately find a town to remain in. Except he didn't now did he? That was when she came to him and touched her nose against his. His eyes went wide in fear as he tried to scooch backwards but found it too painful. He breathed in sharply for a long moment as his eyes stared directly into hers at such a close distance. Just as soon as it happened it was over though. This one, this girl... was a bit scary. Was it the horns? Or her general confidence? Some sort of chills ran through his body. "A partner..." Fang said absent mindlessly. He never had one of those, at least not for very long. Something always went wrong. Usually the person was weak and ended up dying, or he got bored of their antics and abandoned them. He would be a bit afraid to leave this one though. She would be able to hunt him down if he did that and he was never the type who liked being hunted. There were enough bounties on his head as is.

                                                    Fang took a deep breath in. Watching his captor from afar. Well, she wasn't his captor in a sense because they had made a pact. Though he was dying and not all there in his head he couldn't discount this fact. "I figure I won't be my full self for a few weeks. Are you sure you want to help me back to full health?" He was sort of hoping that she would decide he wasn't worth the effort and leave him here. "I also have no experience working with people... Not that lasted anyways." His eyes watched for her reaction. User Image



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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 8:30 pm


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                                    "Care about yourself first."

                                    [Memory of the past.]

                                    His reaction to her actions were expected while surprising her. Discomfort was there, but such outright expression of fear startled her. Frea could feel his breathing turn sharp and the pained expression when he tried to move away. Her right hand touched the horn on her head, the texture cold and smooth. It was such time that she remembered her head had all these...body parts that normal humans did not have. She remembered the eyes that others gave her, calling her "demon", "monsters", even though she ate, slept and lived the same as everyone else. Other faunus should understand this feeling of hers, but they were not her kind and even if they were, she could not trust them. Either way, only the path of going independent would help her. Having someone with a pact with her gave her someone to trust, even if from a contract, especially they were willing to. The thought softened her gaze, making her expression more gentle. "Careful. You're still weak. Not going to be able to move anywhere soon." She fluffed up the blanket near the man, turning it into a makeshift roll and holding it out to him. "It maybe a bit painful to move, but try to sit up a little. Use this roll to make it more comfortable."

                                    Dainty brows raised at his question. "Is it not too late to ask that question? Well, make it like an investment." Softened amethyst gems stared into the gold colors. "I don't have much experience with those, but I do feel that following my guts on this one will be alright." Pink lips lifted to a small smile, the first one in the night. "Nothing is set in stone. You have to try to see what will happen." Just like her deceased family, not all of them got along well with each other, only staying because of that bond. When you had a bond strong enough, your connections stayed.

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 8:44 pm


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                                                    Fang was shocked at her initial reaction. She gave him a roll to use to help himself sit up which he did. He scooted to a tree and leaned against it. He watched her touch her horns. They were magnificent, yet horrible. He wondered if she had ever used them to kill someone."Thanks..." He said nodding as he finalized his new sitting position. If one could call it that. "An investment eh?" He would ponder this for a moment. She obviously had a depth to her that he wouldn't be figuring out anytime soon. her amethyst eyes looked into his without fear or scorn. This was something unusual for him. She was strong. That much was obvious. Maybe this time would be different then the others.

                                                    Fang was taken aback by her smile. Her soft face was pleasant. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he would think it. What a strange creature. She merely skipped over his attempted to dissuade her from keeping him. She didn't give any hint that she knew it was a purposeful attempt on his part. Smart move.She admitted that she was a loner as well though. Probably due to her horns he thought to himself. "Well, if we are going to be partners..." He gave a kurt nod as he spoke. "Then I would like to know your purpose in life? What is your mission?" His eyes watched her. Studying her face. His eyes slowly drifted to her eyes.User Image



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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 11:20 pm


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                                    "Care about yourself first."

                                    [Memory of the past.]

                                    Aside from the move of getting into the man's personal space, Frea had not made any other moves to touch him. That seemed to calm his unease somewhat, as his reaction turned more relaxed, though bright golden eyes still alert when he looked at her. His new sitting position seemed to give him more comfort, but made his gaze on her more evident. She barely caught the glance after snapping out of her trance when she touched her horns. That heated gaze lingered, with awe, with fear. She made no move to comment on that.

                                    Now that the man was more awake, he started to be more assertive in his speech. The questions were more direct, more confident and she felt her stance against him were slipping. That was fine, nonetheless, as she was the one to change, not the one to lead. To see the other's move first and change to her advantage. What mattered was the content of his answer, which pleased her greatly. There was only one answer to her group invitation and no other, but it felt nice to hear a positive reply in return. It also came with a getting to know part of a team. "For revenge." The answer came simple and harsh. One could not see the change in the emotion in her voice, but her eyes burned with hate, pain, despair and a sense a lost. After what happened to her family, despite researching plenty, she had not found her answer of the reason why those of her kind targeted her family. "Maybe there is that wish to understand the truth of the world, of the events that had happened to me. I suppose. Just doing blind revenge was not a good idea was what I learned." There had been no information about that terrible cult and even her previous tribe. Just like they had never been there.

                                    The ugly expression faded back to a neutral calm expression, but if one noticed, her clasped hands were shaking, remembering a late memory. A few seconds later, her eyes turned to his, the iris almost watery, just like she cried back there. "What of yours then, Mr-Ah." Long eyelashes fluttered in recognition. "I have not known your name." She gave him a brief nod in greeting. "My name is Frea Skalas, a pleasure to meet you."

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 01, 2019 11:33 pm


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                                                    Fang smiled for the first time. His grin grew into a bright toothy smile that nobody in the whole world possessed quite like him. Nothing made him more happy then revenge. "Revenge it is then." He said without falter. His whole demeanor had changed. Maybe this was fate? he was better at revenge then anyone. He spent his whole life moving from one form of vengeance to another. He didn't even care if it was his to be had, revenge was sweet no matter whose it belonged to. His eyes shown brighter then before. He got some sort of twisted pleasure out of this. He could only imagine her story, but he knew nothing about her to even start on that trail. "You do not need to tell me who to kill. I like it that way. I'll know by the expression on your face when I see them." Everything was a game to him. Life wasn't enjoyable otherwise.

                                                    Introductions. They had been speaking this whole time without even knowing each other's names. "A pleasure to meet you as well Frea Scalas. My name is Fang Petrichor. At your service." He gave a kurt nod. "Is your revenge something that is time sensitive?" He needed to heal and if it was he would not be of much use, so he hoped it was something that could wait.User Image



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PostPosted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 12:52 am


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"Care about yourself first."

[Memory of the past.]

Of all reactions Frea had expected, smiling was not in that. The smile brightened up his face, flashing white pearly teeth and enhancing his natural handsomeness. He was one that human called "attractive", now that she had the time to look closer, having paid attention to his wounds and pain. The beauty standards between different kind shared similarities on that of healthiness and strengths. Then again, human girls also loved all those pretty boy types, was it not? Thin, tall and almost looked like female themselves. What a strange type to like, but she was not one to judge.

Returning to the main subject, that smile was rather too bright on the topic of revenge. His eyes almost seemed to glow, the enthusiasm radiating in waves. She did not even have such excitement on the matter of her own revenge. Normal human only cared about the revenge of their own or repel it. When their revenge was done, they returned to an empty shell, void of any further purpose. And there was this man, his almost child-like excitement about another person's revenge amused her. What an interesting person. Made her want to joke around. "I'll try to tame my expressions to increase the challenge of your finding the right target then." How funny it was that she could joke so lightly about doing such terrible things.

Ah, the mysterious name of the man was out. Fang Petrichor, a fitting name. He raised a good question about the deadline of her revenge quest. "Not in particular. Usually, the main offender lived for very long while their lackeys sacrifice for them." Shoulders raised in a careless shrug. "If that person were to die early though, good for me then, since I don't have to do anything. It takes off the true feeling of getting revenge, however. That would be disappointing."

"The main thing is to actually find the mastermind. I have no leads so far." She let out a sigh when remembering what she had learned so far. "It is almost like an infinite quest. So, it is recommended that we can do other quests while keeping my quest in the background. Do you have any goals you wish to do, Fang?" The first name came naturally to her. People of her kind had the tendency to call friends and families and nearby neighbors by their first names. Since Fang had accepted to be a part of the team, she felt close enough to call him by his given name.

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PostPosted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 9:15 am


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                                                    Fang chuckled at her response. Her expressions wouldn't inform him of what needed to be done when the time came. Revenge was of the eyes. It seethed out with putrid hatred right from the eyes. With a single look he'd be able to tell who had done her wrong in the past. He wouldn't tell her this though, not that she could hide it even if he did. "I've made the better part of my life seeking revenge. Whether it was mine or another's I didn't care... Justice must be swift. Justice must be brutal." His eyes shifted to the fire in the middle of the camp. He was a person who had no revenge to be had, his life was meaningless really. "Though I guess you could say I am a walking fiasco... More people likely seek revenge on me then I can count." He listened intently as she explained the deadline of her personal quest.

                                                    He raised a hand as if to pat her in a comforting way, but this was unlike him, his hand froze midair and then returned to his lap. "Frea, I swear I will get you your revenge. You must be the one to gut your foe. Rip out his organs and make them run away while they crumble apart before your eyes... Only then will you feel at ease." Revenge was therapeutic. If it was not done the right way one would always be left with a sense of insecurity, or PTSD. It was unhealthy. She asked him about his own quests so that they had something to do in the meantime. This wasn't what he expected at all, but he had to admit it was sort of convenient. He looked uncomfortable for a long moment. Unsure of what to say. Deep down he knew he was running away from the person he was, but he would never admit that. Not even to himself. "I-I guess you could say I'm a mercenary. I take whatever jobs pay the bills. Right now I am making my way north." Then something lit inside the back of his eyes. "I was told there was a man in the north who hates Vale. He's trying to foil some of their plans and pays damn well. I doubt he's the mastermind you spoke of, but that is how people describe him, maybe we take his mission, learn more about him so we can check him off the list." Fang thought this was a good idea. This man probably wasn't her target, but anyone who sets missions against a kingdom such as Vale had to be smart.User Image



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PostPosted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 5:42 pm


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"Care about yourself first."

[Memory of the past.]

From the words that Fang spoke, it sounded like he an expert on this, with people coming for him. "Would that be tiring to run or fight all the time, in that case?" To be alert at any time and places, having the feeling of being watched and attacked at any moment, that was a tiring life, at least in her opinion. "It would be nice to settle down, have a family and friends and lived a peaceful life." That was her planned when her revenge ended. A good family, good friends, calming life routine and maybe a lot of money from her potion sales.

His description of when revenge time came spoke about his fighting style, his character. He described the image vivid in her mind, the scene alluring and she almost caught into the thought. "A brutal style, but I like it." Her cheeks rested against her palm, her gaze glanced at his side profile. "Thank you. I appreciate it." Frea had not missed his attempted actions when he raised his hand. Perhaps he planned a should pat, but it stopped in midair.

The fact that he was hesitant in answering about his purpose was intriguing. Given that pause, she could guess that his answer would not provide all details, especially not the important ones. That was fine, as they were not close enough for anything. Maybe one day. "I see. Some of the mercenary jobs does make good money. I had tried one, but found that the lifestyle was not to my liking." She preferred the life of finding herbs and ingredients, making requested potions and selling those for good money. Not many potion experts around here, so her potions were always on the high list.

Anyway, for now, the target that Fang introduced seemed like a good direction to start. "That seems like a potential target." She rummaged in her bag and took out a set of paper and pen. "With we're lucky, we can find new hints and just learn good information. Do you have the name of the man?"

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