The Day A Damen Died.

[KidKrinkles 2044]

He twisted his stiletto in the man's head, his jaw sunk, his eyes rolled back. His frontal lobe, his brain, was pierced by the knife designed to penetrate armor. Bone cracked on its way in, and on its way out, from the man's skull. Thalin looked up to the shrouded face of his employer and saw the horror. This was not his man... A purse of coins, bulging, flew forward to the Elf who was a bit confused over the killing himself, even though he had some idea of it occurring.. "Thanks for the help."
 
"Load it faster." He looked to the one armed man struggle to lift the crossbow back to prepare it for a bolt. "I'm trying... egh... got it." It seemed like ages, watching the one armed man struggle to load his crossbow. He had finally done it though, and he took back his mechanized machine of death. "Alright, stay safe." He put Ferrari, his red painted war boar into a forward trot, coming to the corner, where he spotted Damen. He was a Captain for the Carrions, his mark. He let out a whistle, a plan forming as he heard something...
 
An elf arrived, named Aislinn. He did not know his name though, he did not know anything but the man was an elf, in blue, and he disliked Damen from what he had gathered. He leaned in from a top his boar, "That man's wanted, you mind givin' me a hand?" Aislinn looked right, to where he came from, behind Damen. He looked forward, "To take out Damen? Gladly." Thalin's head bobbed, "I'll hit him withha bolt." Aislinn began to walk, "I'll be by on foot."
 
So it went through. He fired a bolt after many careful breaths. He sucked one in, held it, and took aim down the body of his crossbow for the man. He drew a bead on his back, and the crossbow clicked and whirled. A bolt shot forward at high speeds and hit him in the back- clean through, it jutted out the other side. Many screams and gasps were heard as the man hit the ground with his face, screaming. Aislinn moved forward and rolled him over as Thalin road over on Ferrari. He stepped off quickly as Ari Horen cursed them for that and ran off with her entourage.
 
And here we are. A dead man on the ground, and a guard nearby infuriated. His accomplice, Gregory "Chef" threw a wad of sugar into the man's eyes, which dazed him. He grabbed the one armed cripple and threw him onto the back of the boar and jumped on afterwards. The guard had proven himself quick before but was no doubt suprised. He drew his sword just as Thalin kicked the sides of his boar and made his escape.
 
"He wasn't the right one was he? You said Damen! I know Damen!" Gregory smacked Thalin's hooded head from behind, them bucking with the motion of the boar.
 

"I said Damon Demont, you fool!"

 

Thalin had seen Damen before- in the halls of the Dreadfort, and on Lord Carrion's land... he was certain he had the right man. He had already felt a fool enough for attacking a brother- but attacking the wrong one? That was heresy for this godless man... As he stepped off Ferrari, on the side of the road, he brought a fist back, and smashed the tree, swearing at the top of his lungs, fire in his eyes.

[KidKrinkles 2044]

[Reserved.]

 

Should have fixed the typos and errors with Damen / Damon now.

[EddyTheBrave 643]

((I'm just gonna say here, it's Damen. Lfao, good rp though))

[ARCHITECUS 4788]

((I'm confused which Gregory this is. I play a character, Gregory Fisher, who is bros with Damen. Also Damen/Eddy is just a peasant, and not a captain. Good stuff, though.))

[Caln McHarnish/porkchopp2 71]

((I am not the only one with a red-painted war boar!))

[KidKrinkles 2044]

((I am not the only one with a red-painted war boar!))