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[h3][color=#695fd8][i]Tarkus[/i][/color][/h3]
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[b]Location:[/b] [i]In the middle of the forest.[/i]
[b]Notes:[/b] [i]Vaulting over a chair.[/i]
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[url=https://www.fightersgeneration.com/np8/game/sc5/aeon-sc5artwork.jpg]Blue scaled with some feathers in various places, cream colored horn and talons; ignore the wings from the picture it was the only good one I could find.[/url] Wearing a cloak while holding an axe.
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	Two bandits lunged at Tarkus from both sides; each swinging nothing more than a metal stick. The first struck the bar of Tarkus's portable seat and fell off balance. The other caught the metal rod on the axe. Unfortunately, the axe was rather shoddy in and of itself; shattering almost immediately upon impact. [color=#695fd8]"I knew that damn old man cheated me!"[/color] yelled the Naga as he reached behind to grab something to protect himself. His hand falling first on the metallic chair; the lizard wielded the seat as a mace, bludgeoning the first bandit halfway to meeting his God face to face. The other highwayman recovered to see his cohort's blood and bits of bone on such an unconventional weapon. "Bryce!" He yelled in shock for his fallen friend. Caeleo managed to easily dispatch the three bandits that charged at him when he spotted something odd in the trees. Before he could say a word, a loud bang echoed throughout the woods. Both Tarkus and the thief fell to the ground. As the fallen star sprinted towards the two, [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/162451289299484672/414264324618715136/Hunter.jpg]another[/url] slides out from the tree with the rifle still aimed at Caeleo's head.

	The air was tense. Neither had moved an inch for a moment while the two watched the other's movements carefully. Caeleo couldn't see the face of the stranger between the wide brimmed hat and the mask. He could only guess and react to their next move. Right before the star charged, Tarkus howled in pain. [color=#695fd8]"Was that part of yer plan?! Shootin' me in the fuckin' back?!"[/color] The stranger walked over to the lizard and looked him over. [color=c17913]"You know them?"[/color] Caeleo asked, the shock still visible on his metallic face. Caeleo recollected himself and helped Tarkus stand. [color=#695fd8]"Yeah. They've been following us since we left the church, damn clerics. Must've sent 'em after us. Didn't think it'd be you though."[/color] [color=c17913]"Thank you for the help but next time try not to kill our group members. What's your name?"[/color] The star motioned at the cleric who was busy inspecting the corpse of the bandit that bit bullet. The top half of his head was only partially hanging on. [color=#695fd8]"Its Tavren."[/color] Tarkus managed to cough out. [color=#695fd8]"You won't get a word out of 'em. Haven't spoken once in the decade I've known 'em."[/color] Caeleo and Tarkus watched as Tavren searched the pockets of the former bandit. Seemingly frustrated, the new acquaintance dropped the corpse and began to search the others that Caeleo dealt with. None one noticed that one of them, the one who was nearly killed by the chair, was still alive. He stumbled up behind Tavren while Caeleo tried to address Tarkus's shoulder. Raising what was left of his metal bar high above his head, the bandit was about to strike when another shot rang out. Without turning at all, Tavren had fired a flintlock pistol at the now dying bandit.

	After the wound was dressed and the wood was acquired, the three began their trek back to the cart. [color=c17913]"You could at least explain what you're doing here."[/color] Caeleo said, looking down on the cleric who only came a little bit short of Tarkus's chin. Saying nothing once again, the fallen star seemed to get more and more frustrated at this. [color=#695fd8]"I told ya, won't get a word out of 'em."[/color] [color=c17913]"Can they talk or not?"[/color] [color=#695fd8]"No idea. I heard some clerics get their tongue cut out before they can be part of the-"[/color] Tarkus was cut off by the crash coming from the direction of the cart. The trio quickly ran towards the wagon, trying not to drop any of the precious wood for the new wheel.