Patrolling the forest floor again, this morning the air was thick with a fog, but not the mist of spring, just a thick dense fog masking everything for three feet in front of the person. Xi kept himself huddled under his cloak but kept his eyes out it was days like this that he needed to poachers struck in any weather, and right now was prime weather. Xi headed out deeper into the jungle than normal just to widen his perimeter, then he heard a scream cry out from the fog. Female...Young...Xi sprinted but quietly running as fast as he could using the fog to mask his huge bulk and also using the brown bark like colour of his cloak as a camouflage just incase, then he drew close upon a small group of men, two large heavy set men, and a tall thin man. Each carrying a lot of hardware, from knives to bows, axes to rapiers, this would be something Xi would have to tread lightly around...Especially with his condition. And then there was the owner of the scream lying on the floor...A young girl, but that want the only one there, an older male and another much older female...Xi could feel the anger within hi rising, and bubbling heavily, even to the point where he wasn't sure that he could contain it. Squeezing his fists hard he held it back with all of his might, right now he couldn't afford to be found out, especially with his condition, one word one single word and they would have him to add to their collection. But he wasn't the best at being stealthy however in this instance, he really had to try. Luckily the fog was there to help him. Looking around he noted what ever he could. The three people were more than likely family and almost definitely kelvics given the fact they wore nothing, but whilst the three slavers attentions were on them.
Slipping out of any view but keeping them just within his range he picked up a stick from the ground, climbing a tree slowly he hauled himself up and out of view but high enough so that any landing wouldn't make a sound. He'd used this tactic once before but now he set of the tactic on purpose, here having the high ground was absolutely everything. Pulling the stick out of his belt he smacked it against the tree hard enough to snap the stick. And true to form one of the three lug nuts came but this time he didn't come alone. PETCH. petch it all. Dragging himself a little higher he watched the two morons circle around the tree and wonder why there was nothing there. But as the two left Xi had an idea. He dropped himself back down behind them, and rolled his feet along the floor to minimise noise. Sneaking right up behind one of them as quietly and as quickly as possible, even with this fog cover Xi stood out like a sore thumb. he then launched himself up and latched hold of one of the large two's neck. Wrapping his arm around their throat and then jerking his shoulder up and across, snapping their neck instantly and tearing their vocal cords, instant death but an instant SILENT death. Dragging the body back and out of sight of the others he was happy to have his skill in dragging bodies from the blood pits. Quite a few things started coming in handy from his time in sunberth. Carrying this body off he looted it of everything that could be of use to him in the next few minutes. An axe, a big one at that, a cross bow, luckily he'd had a chance to use one of these before. Lastly there was a small key on his person...A Key! He'd wondered why the kelvics hand't transformed and that must have been why, they'd been locked around the ankle or somewhere. if they transformed it would mean serious pain or loss of life/limb. Xi placed the axe across his back, and pulled up the cross bow placing that out of sight, next to the corpse of the man he'd just killed. now there were two more, sneaking out again this time he was met with a large unhappy wall of meat. Though Xi still had the height advantage at full extent.
Xi rolled to the right at the last second and narrowly missed a spear tip to the eye. Pulling out the axe he'd just looted he stood up to face the man Xi's six and a half feet of towering muscle against this large stocky man's natural defence. Xi lifted the axe slowly he wasn't used to fighting armed but the axe was by-far his best weapon. The spear surged at him again and his natural instinct kicked in. Smacking his forearm into the shaft he smashed the spear out of the way but he took a small nick across his cheek. With his opposite hand it swung around the axe drawn across his knuckles like a knuckle duster, ready to gouge a deep wound into the core of this slaver bastard. searing across it sliced it's way into his chest biting deep into him, deep enough to cause him a sever injury but not enough to kill. his ribs bade sure of that. leaving that axe entrenched in his opponents chest he brought his left arm across and poured a small amount of his djed into his right bicep, only a small amount of his usual, but more than enough to activate the flux and drive this axe through the large bastards chest and through his ribs. Lacerating and cleaving apart one lung as well as slicing the heart deeply. As the fist connected with the rear of the axe, the crack of shearing bone was loud and sickening, and all Xi could hear through all of this was liro cackling like a madman. Two down...And skinny britches to go. |
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by Ximal on October 21st, 2012, 5:52 pm 
