Literal lil’ thing, ain’t she?
Without giving it much thought, Raury rolled to his feet and fell into step with the swordswoman. She was probably right about him piddling about, no matter how much he wanted to dispute the fact. Then again, were any of the others doing anything more? There...
Mildly surprised by the lack of contact in his attacks, Antai growled as he fought against the myriad of bindings as they fell into place across his body. Leg and limb bound, he felt his frustration come to a boil as the blackness settled once more around him. Now blind, and his limbs...
Raury sat complacently as Kyu rambled at him for a moment, contemplating her words as he coaxed the last dregs of yet another gourd down his throat. One left. He was running low on the wine, leaving him to resort to the stash of hard liquor in his jacket, or the ‘gift’ from that creepy...
This is one boss-ass Wiki, Ketch. Been doing some stuff with my own profile. Very handy, and its nice to see a clean and effective format.
Actually just replaced my bio on Raury's character sheet with a link to the wiki. Baws.
Rolling his head into a semi-cocked posture, Raury looked up at Kyu with curiosity. It was funny, after all this time of searching for the others, finding one at this point didn’t quite do what it could have for his morale say a day or two ago.
Day or two? How much time had passed since...
There was a wall now. He couldn’t see it, but he damn well felt it as he tried fruitlessly to bat away some kind of limb and or limbs that were currently giving him a thrashing. It was a pointless gesture, so he stopped and stood straight under the onslaught. What was attacking him? Surely...
Antai grunted as his blow was stayed, not sure what had caused the interference. This blackness was proving quite the annoyance. Had it been his initial target? No, that couldn’t be right, the angle was off and he hadn’t sensed any movement from his target. So, yet another black jacket...
Antai experienced a brief moment of frustration as his iron struck empty air, whizzing in a useless arc. Had the man moved? He couldn’t tell. Nothing else to do. Correcting his motion, the greyed warrior stepped in for another blow, only to be met with a surprising sensation. Something on...
This picture is fucking huge. Also Raury/Kyu
A serene landscape plays out before our heroes, green on luscious green, grass plays alongside robust chutes of bamboo that cluster into near perfect arrays of thicket. These beautifully dense patches form cradles for numerous crystal clear...
There were two. He noted this with satisfaction, glad to have a chance at snuffing out two of the disgusting black-jackets in one go. One of them was speaking, but the words made no sense. Not that it would have mattered. This was his life. This was his purpose. Seek. Find. Snuff. Just as...