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For the moment that Furig was firing away, Zael found some inward confliction due to the appearance of their prey. 'Can they think? Do they talk?' These thoughts quickly terminated themselves; always in the heat of a battle things seemed to move slower. Many thoughts began to dismiss his moment...

Finally they reached the edge of the clearing and began to observe the grisly scene before them. Multifarious, sentient creatures and people caged and shackled, groans of pain and cries of chilling and agonizing pleasure, strange potions being forced on and in so many captives. For Marxcellia...

Zael gave a firm nod to Furig, his left hand placed itself on the scabbard of his shortsword and pushed the sword out a few inches. He readied his footing and placed his right hand across himself to grab the hilt of the sword. He was ready to follow Furig's lead and ensue with close quarters...

In spite of the bright moonlight, their descent allowed Axel to catch glimpses of torches and bonfires beneath the canopy. At their speed, they quickly zoomed past the glowing surface. Her had disregarded the the sight as a traveling caravan until his ears adjusted, drowning out the sound of the...

Zael did not care for the lack of detail about his enemies, he hoped to remedy that. He shifted toward Gizelle and cupped his hand over his mouth as he drew close to her ear. "Any chance you can create some light once they are all in? Magic or otherwise? I figure the sudden bright light may...

"You know, I hadn't considered just how could it might be up here." Axel spoke loudly, trying to speak over the winds that rushed around them. "Thank God for this fur of yours..." He chuckled, giving a light stroke with his fingers across her mid section. It was difficult for him to resist the...

Zael turned his eyes upward for a moment in thought. His mind searched for anything he might need, but to no avail. "I am as ready as I shall ever be, I s'pose." He returned his stare to them, with the bait ready and the trap set he was prepared. The only thing he wanted to do was practice with...

Name: Axel Biblasa Ethelmund Race: Human Hybrid Age: 25 History: Axel, as far back as he can remember was an orphan. He spent his youngest years living with other homeless children and people in the slums of a large city known as Nexus, the capital of the empire. He learned many lessons in...

A short span of time has passed since the fall of the power of Lethice in the land of Mareth, and little by little the world seems to be growing to a point that is similar to the time before corruption ran rampant over the inhabitants. However, in spite of the fall of Lethice, there are still...

Zael was careful to pay attention to the details of the home, after some thought he narrowed down a few places, but the final decision would depend on his allies predilections. He was a natural in hand to hand combat, so a spot nearby was ideal for him. He thought that Furig's build ment roughly...

He nodded, certainly convenient for them. "Well..." He leaned back in his chair, propping his left arm on the hilt of his broadsword, his brows raised. "If we are in agreement, shall we hop to it then?" He asked, checking to see if they intended to stay at the home until nightfall, or head...

"We may juse have our trap site then." He smirked, tapping the where the red house was. Then he ceased, the smirk leaving him as he looked back up from the map. "They didn't burrow at all did they? Just gnaw through door and wall?" He alsed, a sobering thought had come to him. This could make...

Zael traced his chin with thumb and index finger, rubbing it in thought. An open area wouldn't be good, a contained perimeter would be best and even better if there were only one way in and out. "Did either of those two homes happen to store their larders in the cellar?" He asked, a cellar...

"So... you think we might be able to bait them?" He asked, arching a brow. He realized that may have not been the plan, but it seemed logical from where he stood. Not a bad plan, but perhaps they had formulated a better one. If bait were the key, then the more fragrant the better; but he...

Furig chimed in at just the right time, with a loss for words and a pounding heart keeping Zael tense. "Yes, that's right." He replied, shifting his attention to him. "Master Furig, right?" He asked, hoping to confirm what he believed he already knew. He had heard the young lady refer to his...

Had he not been so mesmerized then he might have felt uneasy at being circled. His focus had been elsewhere, his peripherals were examining every ornate curve of her figure and his mind was committing it all to memory. "I-I..." He cleared his throat, banishing the brief, hesitant stutter. He...

It was not until she had spoken that Zael was able to pry his wandering eyes away from thoroughly examining her tantalizing figure. Luckily for him, between his his height and the distance between them at the time she spoke kept his eyes from having to shift in noticeable ways. He calmed his...

He returned the smile and nodded promptly, walking up to the desk. His steps were heavy, his bulky frame and the additional equipment and armor he carried made certain of that. "My name is Zael, and I have been assigned here to assist with the creatures plaguing the orchards here. I was told...

Zael's hand withdrew, a smile on his face. He was willing to pay, but it would be rude to refuse such kindness. Furthermore, that was a deal that he certainly wanted to make good on. "Looks like we have a deal then." He strethe out his hand to shake on it. A happy chuckle came from his smile...

His face brightened slightly at the confirmation and sight of the new equipment. How much help this would be to him was yet to be seen; however, it made him feel quite a bit more comfortable in the face of the adversities his mind had been formulating. After receiving it from the thick-armed...