Walking eastward Donnel wasn’t expecting anything too excited, honestly. Even if half of these hunters were nothing glory seekers and fool, their sheer number ought to allow them to overwhelm the fishman with heavy casualties. And as long as Donnel gets out of t alive he wasn’t too concerned about the casualties. The current crew were a mix group. Some seem fairly rough-and-tumble, with a small handful who carried themselves like Anastasia. That is to say, noble. [b]”Pfft. I’ll show em… Don’t need no fancy upbringing ya slay monsters.”[/b]

As Donnel was closer to the cave someone came up to speak to him. It was the trapper who had met the beast before, Draven or Dravos one of the two. He was straight to the point: he wanted to work with Donnel. Donnel was equally blunt. [b]”S’long as the work is killing monsters and the I get money from it, sure. What should I call yer, partner?”[/b] Donnel extended a hand to seal to deal with Dravos. But whether or not Dravos did take the hand or not the two had a surprise guest: a fishman. Looking down the beach Donnel could vaguely make out the silhouette of more fishmen, so Donnel assumes these guys were just the minions. Taking his shield out Donnel looked to the lone purple fisher. [b]”Time to earn my pay.”[/b]

The fishman roared at the two with a high pitched screech. In response Donnel threw his hook at the fishman, the stars pointed blade digging into its inner cheek. [b]”Ha! Gottem!”[/b] With a swift jerk Donnel pulled the fish man towards him, using just the one arm to drag the monster closer. It tried to struggle and did put up a decent fight against Donnel, but once he was close enough her just ripped the hook out from the fish man’s face and chopped at its head with the edge of his shield.

The blow would’ve killed a normal man if not cut his head clean off, but these fishmen were made of slightly sterner stuff. It reached out and ya led Donnel’s foo from underneath him and caused him to fall prone. The fishman took this chance to pounce on Donnel, dripping blood and saliva all over his face. It tried to claw into Donnel’s neck but his helmet and chainmail foiled the monster’s talons easily. In between it’s futile attempts at cutting into Donnel’s neck he reached out and grabbed the fishman by the flab of torn skin, pulling its head close to be smashed by Donnel’s own armored forehead. This stunned the creature long enough for Donnel to push the beast off and rolled back into his feet.

The marauder readied himself for another attack as the fishman got to his feet and lunged at Donnel. He was ready this time, he let the monster slam into his shield and impale itself onto the spike on Donnel’s shield. Using the momentum of the creatures tackle, Donnel carried the fishman over his head and slammed him into the ground. In one swift motion Donnel drew the axe from his back and chopped downward, sinking his axe into the fishman‘s chest, splitting ribs, lungs, and cutting into its heart. The fishman screamed in pain as Donnel braced his foot against its arm and hacked it to death until he had chopped it in half. Blood and viscera seeped from the beast’s body and flowed down to the water.

[b]”Easy.”[/b]

Cleaning his axe of gore Donnel noticed a bigger, angrier fish in the water approaching. Donnel pointed his axe at the beastie. [b]”There our mark.”[/b] Turning back to Dravos, the brigand smiled underneath his helmet and motioned him over. [b]”Yer a trapper ain’t ya? Let the others play with the big fish for now. We should set up a nice lil ambush for it.”[/b] Donnel smiled as he pointed inland a bit more away from the water where it could flee into.


[@Zelosse]