??? The Unknown Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
Akuryo had been tasked with a special mission, to scout the area near the forest for any grimm that could prove useful to his..... corporation. He didn't know why, but he didn't care... it was money that helped him with his business and he wanted to keep his employee around for as long as possible. He had brought with him quite a few blades of throwing.... his signature weapon, and of course, a flashlight as the forest can get dangerous during the evening, where the grimm are said to roam. He was traversing with the flashlight on when he could hear some crunching of grass nearby. Instincts took over, like the predatorial cat he was, and he turned off the flash-light, the light of the moon enough to guide his way as he began to dash towards the source of the sound. His footsteps were quick, but light enough to avoid loud crunching. His 15 or so daggers, that hid in the bandolier under his jacket jostled quietly till he reached the source. He moved to being behind a tree, just a few feet away from the source, yet he could tell the air was already drenched in anticipation.
Akuryo slowly licked his lips, throat dry as he had forgotten to take a daily drinking dose of his blood packs prior to the trip, despite having one on hand. He soon bursts out of the tree, the moon granting him sight upon the man soon to be his prey as he threw a bowie knife from his bandolier, with his hand, stabbing it quickly into the ground before his feet. "....You should've thought better about coming into the woods at night kid..... don't you know there are predators who are quite famished that go hunting at night?" He questioned the lad, his hand slowly returning to his jacket and pulling out a rather stained knife, his eyes glowing amid the light of the moon and the shadows of the tree. The looming threat of death coming from the man before he soon spoke. "I am Adrian Birchwood..... you may as well introduce yourself so that we may know who we were bested by." He seemed calm, despite the circumstances of combat and hostility.
Targets(Company) : Unknown Human || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
Fierro_Fenrir
Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2019 1:06 am
KnightsRoyal
Sváfnir Nuntis Son of Agmundr
Those who bare the mark of the Dragon....
Sváfnir was enjoying the stroll in the woods the air was so nice and the moon was beautiful Sváfnir couldn't help but enjoy it to the fullest. After a few free spirited runs and frolics between the trees Sváfnir came to the conclusion......he was lost. Maintaining his dashing smile he continued on to see if he could find a something to give him a hint on how to get back thinking of no better way to pass the time then with a song.No matter how the wolf howls he howls to the moon Awooooo, No matter how the cat meow she meows to the trees meeeeoooow, No matter how the drag-Sváfnir in his cheery song was cut short as a blade found its way to the ground by his feet. Looking about for the source from where the blade had come Svàfnir was saved the trouble as a rather interestingly dressed male landed before him, Sváfnir had not heard him till he landed not that Sváfnir had the best ears but it showed the man had skill to say the least and that was enough to to keep Sváfnir engaged. The male gave concern for Sváfnir being out alone at night and how he should be weary of predators *how thoughtful of him* Sváfnir thought just before the man unsheathed a rather unsavory looking blade as the man introduced himself as Adrian Birchwood. The same feeling Sváfnir got before he was to jump headlong into battle with grim tingled his spine causing Sváfnir to unfasten 2 sets of blades from his thighs before taking to a squat to fasten each securely to his feet and shins giving the appearance of small grim like blades that hung over the toes of his shoes and a single blade in the back that at each heelFirst I would like to say thank you for your concern I was actually lost, Think I made a wrong turn at tree trunk. Second that was rude of you to interrupt my song my favorite part was coming up.Once finished with his legs Sváfnir opened a small pack to remove a spiked ball and chain, To which he would hook to a metal ring in the back of his waist guard and let dangle down to a few inches from the floor.Third, I am eighteen and a half thank you very much. Now lastly Name is Sváfnir Shiloh Bela Nuntis honored son of the great Agmundr Nuntis nice to meet you.Sváfnir said cheerfully as he took a lucid artistic stance that seemed to hold not real form of balance but showed along with his smile and gaze he was ready to fight. Not knowing truly what his opponent was capable of Sváfnir waited for the first move to be made by hjm.
'Adrian Birchwood' The Hunter Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
Akuryo listened to the man explain himself, saying that he was lost.... which meant that someone would be looking for him soon enough despite him having a rather unsavory singing voice. When he brought up the age, Akuryo knew that it would be a while before his parents would send for him... as was the case when he almost killed a rather young lad, but had to stave off because of young age. He began to twirl his blade around, letting him speak and prepare himself while he noticed the leg blades, his gauntlets, and soon enough, the spiked ball and chain that hung from his backside to the ground. His eyes hardened upon the name of Agmundr Nuntis and a thought crossed his mind. 'If his father is a geat man then it won't be long before someone comes looking for him.... I should make it quick and leave him alive for now as he isn't in my path.... But he looks so delicious.' Akuryo slowly lowered his stance, the ground itself shifting and soon enough, the grass kicked off as Akuryo started to run in a circle, Svaf's gear glimmering in the moonlight, which helped Akuryo keep an eye on his prey regardless of body.
Yet, try as he might, Akuryo's mind was set on enjoying this match, even if the man held a stance that seemed to alude to a greenhorn. Akuryo could tell that with the ball behind him, it would help act as a counterweight that gives him an easier time handling himself. With the surface level details, Akuryo wouldn't be able to discern a weakness, at least... not yet. He brought his hand back into his jacket and drew out what appeared to be a scalpel before he flung the blade straight and true towards Sváfnir to test the man's reaction timing. The equipment and gear did give Akuryo a glimpse into what the man's style of fighting would be, but he wasn't given enough information to discern the path to victory.
Targets(Company) : Sváfnir Nuntis || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form) Side Arm: 19 daggers of varying shapes and sizes / 20 Crossbow bolts. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
Fierro_Fenrir
Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2019 4:46 pm
KnightsRoyal
Sváfnir Nuntis Son of Agmundr
Those who bare the mark of the Dragon....
Sváfnir studied the man as he thought for a moment before he then began to circle him now shifting his feet slightly to keep Birchwood in view now narrowing his gaze as he saw Birchwood reach into his coat to withdraw a thin blade before throwing it in his direction with, Such amazing accuracy it took Sváfnir by surprise, Tucking in his left arm and spinning in cohesion with the blade to deflect it with the guard of his gauntlet simultaneously firing his right gauntlets harpoon like blade into the ground in front of Birchwood. Flicking his wrist and giving a lean Sváfnir shot forward as the chain pulled him towards the embedded blade.Forgive me but I am not very good at fight from afar.Sváfnir called out before pushing off the ground before to simply change his trajectory and began to spin horizontally as he began his decent down, Kicking out his left leg during his downward spiral to attack the man with the a diagonal spinning axe kick aimed for his shoulder.
'Adrian Birchwood' The Hunter Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
Akuryo's eyes locked onto the man as he reacted swiftly, and shot out a harpoon. The reaction caused Akuryo to stop and shift his weight from forward to back as he could see him being pulled by the harpoon towards Akuryo. The difference in speed was rather noticeable as Akuryo's eyes focused and watched the man leap up while being pulled, letting momentum follow suit. The attack itself seemed more powerful that even he knew a direct hit would hurt him, thus Akuryo threw his head back, his shoulders laxed and tossed back with his arms flinging behind him. NARROWLY, he evaded the attack as the blades of the man's feet were followed by that swinging spiked chain. Akuryo swiftly backstepped and retaliated as such by using his Durian Dagger, swinging it at the chain of the ball. 'If I can sever the chain, it would increase his speed, but his balance would become offset.... it'd be easier to predict his movements.' Akuryo thought during the swing. Even if his blade missed the chain, the proximity of it and the lightness of his weapon giving him a better edge.
Targets(Company) : Sváfnir Nuntis || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form) Side Arm: 18 daggers of varying shapes and sizes / 20 Crossbow bolts. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
Fierro_Fenrir
Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2019 11:14 pm
KnightsRoyal
Sváfnir Nuntis Son of Agmundr
Those who bare the mark of the Dragon....
Sváfnir as his attack missed had scared the ground as he landed and slowly came to a hault his blades carving out a pristine crescent shape as he came to a hault readying himself for retaliation but was met with a rather brilliantly planned attack. Sváfnir glared at Birchwood as his spiked ball fell before his eyes glaring up to him now Sváfnir grit his teeth. *Did he know what he was doing with that attack? Did he know what its original purpose was?* Sváfnir couldn't rationalize the motive behind the attack of Birchwood but he knew one thing he was impressive.THAT WAS SO COOL. I mean WOW that was impressive, If you survive you have got to be my friend. Please continue to show me more of your masterful skill, Now let me show you what I can do!Sváfnir roared happily as his eyes gleaming as if one was meeting his hero for the first time. In his crouched stance Sváfnir let the chains in his gauntlets slide out giving them about 5ft of slack before he he placed his hands on ground sliding his left foot around using his hands to twist his body with the momentum at such time he would raise his legs over his head in a windmill like manner heading towards Birchwood blades singing lovingly with the air as he spun.
....Are doomed for both Greatness and Sacrifice
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'Adrian Birchwood' The Hunter Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
Akuryo mentally breathed a sigh of relief, a wide grin crossing his face while the man landed before him, carving a crescent shape into the ground while the light trail of his blades were very well-defined. Akuryo had to bring his unarmed left hand up to cover his smile, to hide the fact he was getting a kick out of this before the eyes hardened. A clear snap had occured and Akuryo's plan worked, seperating the spiked ball chain away from the man and letting it fall between them. Soon enough, the man complimented Akuryo as he chuckled a bit and responded. "When you've been at this work for as long as I have, it becomes second nature to spot a fighting style like yours." He responded, alluding to the fact that Akuryo may have seen it before, but in reality, it's more like he's seen Beowulves fight before. Yet he didn't have a full chance to counter as the man moved his arms and the sounds of chains could be heard clattering just a bit. Akuryo brought his left hand down and pulled out another Bowie Knife as the man began to twist and turn.
Akuryo's left leg was caught by the initial sweep, but Akuryo's aura did defend him from sustaining a cut and used the momentum to twist around. 'Capoeira?!' Akuryo thought as the man shifted his entire weight into a spinning whirl of kicks. When Akuryo fully turned to face the man as he began to spin and swing away with his legs, Akuryo had to start back-stepping while swinging his daggers swiftly, clashing with the bladed end of his kicks and letting Akuryo know just how far, or how close, the man was getting. The grass crunching and tearing underneath Sváfnir was thankfully an audible timer for Akuryo along with the chains to see how long he could keep going. For now, Akuryo was just matching the man's swings by blocking and parrying them with his own knives.
Targets(Company) : Sváfnir Nuntis || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form) Side Arm: 18 daggers of varying shapes and sizes / 20 Crossbow bolts. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
Fierro_Fenrir
Posted: Tue Oct 22, 2019 3:33 am
KnightsRoyal
Sváfnir Nuntis Son of Agmundr
Those who bare the mark of the Dragon....
Sváfnir smiled as he heard Birch say he was rather adept at noticing styles of combat such as his. Sváfnir could feel his attack begin to slow losing power and speed figuring that Birch was waiting on just such a chance retracting his chain and blades and bring his legs together and placing his palms on the ground coming to a stop in a handstand lowering his knees to his chest before thrusting them into the air and firing off his harpoons causing Sváfnir to rocket into the air in an arch both harpoons still embedded into the ground at a certain height Sváfnir would begin to stall and fall back down opening his arms to allow each chain to fall on each side of Birch before flicking his wrists as he is yanked towards Birchwood once again this time twice as fast as before.Block this Mr. Birch!Sváfnir roared as a grin crossed with wicked happiness held to his face the ring of his golden eyes glowing with moon he seemingly fell from
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'Adrian Birchwood' The Hunter Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
Akuryo had been barely managing to keep up with the man's swinging legs before he seemed to stop suddenly. Akuryo prepared himself before he heard the chains moving and the man launched himself high into the air, moving up and behind Akuryo. He followed before realizing his sides were flanked by the chains, causing him to mentally curse. He brought the bowie knife up and threw it at the direction the man was coming from, wondering if he could dodge in mid-air before he brought both of his arms to his chest. He cross-guarded his arms and took a charging kick full force, an audible grunt coming from him while the force sent him flying back. His feet skidded along the ground while his aura managed to mitigate half of the damage, but it did not help whatsoever with the position change while he was sliding back 25 feet from just the force alone. Once he managed to stop himself, he could hear the bush behind him before he backstepped through it, breaking the line of sight between the man and himself for the moment.
Targets(Company) : Sváfnir Nuntis || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form) Side Arm: 18 daggers of varying shapes and sizes / 20 Crossbow bolts. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
Fierro_Fenrir
Posted: Tue Oct 22, 2019 1:19 pm
KnightsRoyal
Sváfnir Nuntis Son of Agmundr
Those who bare the mark of the Dragon....
Sváfnir after landing a solid hit against Birchwood's guard pushing off with a somersault simultaneously retracting what was left the the chain and blade into his gauntlet landing gracefully looking back towards Birchwood Sváfnir watched him disappear into the brush, Standing to give chase Sváfnir winced from a sharp pain in his side now turning his head to see the cause. Sváfnir as he gazed upon the blade that protruded from between his ribs. Sváfnir reached up and pulled the blade from his ribs. What a warrior, To be able to accomplish such a task as throwing his blade and managing to block my attack in such a manner, Truly one worth of praise.Sváfnir reached and pulled the blade from his ribs before taking to his feet and heading towards the bush Birchwood disappeared in more of his eyes now glowing the golden color.
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'Adrian Birchwood' The Hunter Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
Akuryo left his aura down for the moment, so as to let the brambles of the bush make sounds along his jacket and pants before he landed on the other side. It was an intentional choice as he could see the glimmering blade's movements, and soon enough, his own blade coming out of the man's side. He was worried there that he missed, but that confirmed that this man was fighting without aura being active. 'He can't be that stupid..... the lack of aura must be a plan of some sort.... his semblance maybe? But if that was the case then why risk being so open? More information needs to be gauged....' Akuryo thought swiftly before he could see the man making his way towards him quickly. The glow of his eyes more prominent as Akuryo made use of this to move off to the side, the trees and the brief moments of moonlight bouncing off of his dark and shadowy body while the man soon started making his way through. At the same time, Akuryo, this time with his aura active, pushed through another bush to get back to the other side, hoping to throw Nuntis off of his trail for the moment so he could set up his scheme. 'Those Harpoons too.... he could've shot blindly into the bush... but he didn't. He must know that without the tail he risks being off balance and open.' Akuryo's thoughts were quickly adapting to the information he was being given by Nuntis' actions.
Targets(Company) : Sváfnir Nuntis || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form) Side Arm: 18 daggers of varying shapes and sizes / 20 Crossbow bolts. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
Fierro_Fenrir
Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2019 11:42 pm
KnightsRoyal
Sváfnir Nuntis Son of Agmundr
Those who bare the mark of the Dragon....
Sváfnir poked his head out through the bushes looking for his recently retreated playmate, As he searched Sváfnir became a bit anxious as his searched gave no insight as to where Birchwood could be.Mr.Birchwood! I can't find you, Hou haven't died have you? Please say no I haven't even gotten the chance to show you all I can do!Sváfnir called out looking about as he did trying to get Birchwood to reveal his position modestly figuring it wouldn't hurt to try at the very least.The sooner we finish, the sooner we can eat some meat don't you want that? I mean its meat we are talking out so what do you say Birch?Sváfnir called out again projecting his voice the best he could keeping both eyes and ears.
....Are doomed for both Greatness and Sacrifice
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'Adrian Birchwood' The Hunter Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
Akuryo was trying to catch his mentality for the moment as it seemed that the tactic work, allowing him to run towards the center where he had lopped off that spiked ball. He was being fairly quiet as he could hear Nuntis looking for him, allowing him time and silence to pick up the ball and hide it in his jacket, knowing what it could do. 'I may have to slow down to avoid being caught off balance with this thing but.... if the chains of this ball is just as weak, who knows what else of his weapon could be?' He thought to himself while Nuntis talked about going out to eat some meat, causing Akuryo to grin wildly before he transformed his main dagger into it's crossbow form, considering the disadvantage he had with the foilage obscuring the man, the sound of his voice was a good indicator as to where he was. He swiftly loaded up a bolt, took aim and fired off a shot at the man from his decent distance, even the foilage wouldn't stop the strong crossbow shot, but it was up to the reflexes and agility of Nuntis to see if it would land.
Targets(Company) : Sváfnir Nuntis || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form) Side Arm: 18 daggers of varying shapes, Svafnir's Spiked Ball and Chain, and sizes / 20 Crossbow bolts. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
Fierro_Fenrir
Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2019 3:14 am
KnightsRoyal
Sváfnir Nuntis Son of Agmundr
Those who bare the mark of the Dragon....
Sváfnir at the sudden sound of something ripping through the brush behind him wasted no time as he with a hard twist to the left was on his back facing the sky his staying low to let his mind catch up with his body. Sváfnir feels pain in the muscle of his right arm looking at it he noticed a smooth cut along the muscle that covered his shoulder socket, Grumbling out of frustration for losing sight of Mr. Birchwood allowing him such a surprise attack, Taking now to a crouch Sváfnir used his left gauntlet to fire a harpoon into the trees to catapult himself into the air facing the direction he presumed the attack came from trying to locate Birchwood all while keeping one hand towards the ground in case he was attacked. Catching sight of Birchwood Sváfnir waves with a grin.Mr. Birchwood you sure are a clever one. How did you manage such a tactic?Sváfnir asked before falling back down as soon as his head gets below the trees he would fire both harpoons into a tree towards the direction Birchwood was as they hit their mark Sváfnir shot forward erupting from the trees arching toward Birchwood the ring of gold in his eyes now seemed to fill out more of the iris as shown when the moon brightened
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'Adrian Birchwood' The Hunter Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"Tch...." Akuryo watched as the glimmer of the man's blades moved and through the foilage, he watch the man drop to the ground while his shimmering bolt fired through the bush and embedded itself into the tree. Soon enough, the man didn't kip-up, but instead he fired a harpoon and was soon soaring through the air from a prone position. Akuryo's eyes glowed in the darkness as his brow furrowed, his thoughts running rampant. 'Impressive reflexes despite losing sight of me, he must've trained to rely on hearing as well as his eyes.... could prove troublesome.' Akuryo soon heard him speak, causing him to grin before he responded accordingly. "It's within my nature as a hunter.... to break line of sight and ambushing as such is just natural to my fighting style!" Akuryo called to him as he soon heard chain movement and looked above, the moon highlighting the chains above before he heard a satisfying thunk behind him.
'So that's his tactic..... if he can't reach his opponent, his weapon allows him to cross that gap almost instantly. We'll see how long the chains last!' Akuryo shouted in his mind while his left hand reached in, grabbing a butcher's knife from his bandolier, a heavy blade for sure, but good for chopping through meat and bone.... maybe metal while he's at it? He threw the blade up, the moonlight highlighting the spin of the blade while Akuryo followed suit with his blade throw, turning to have his back to Sváfnir before he crouched down and kicked off of the ground. He was no rabbit, kangaroo, or any leg-strong faunus...but he was an assassin... and all assassins had were leg muscles and a good arm. He flew vertically into the air for some feet, slowly flipping with his right leg hanging back, till he was between the chains as Nuntis was flying towards him. He had his eyes closed, listening to the sounds of air before his eyes shot right open, Nuntis just mere seconds from contact! What would hit first?! Nuntis' body into Akuryo?! Or Akuryo's leg to Nuntis' right shoulder?!
Targets(Company) : Sváfnir Nuntis || Traps Set: None || Location(Specifics) : Outskirts of Vale, near forestation. Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form) Side Arm: 18 daggers of varying shapes, Svafnir's Spiked Ball and Chain, and sizes / 19 Crossbow bolts. Dead Senses: Inactive|| Breath Limit: 10/10 || Post Count: 24 Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й Й Л Ω Ώ Ӥ Ӣ Ҋ Ѝ Π Ν Ƞ
"...Can you donate to me...some blood?" The Master Assassin
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