[center][h3] Flirting at its Finest (Hoes Take NOTE) [/h3] [/center] Collab between [color=9966CC]Emiliah[/color] [@ellion] and [color=00a651]Matrim[/color] [@TheDoctor] The shot rang out into the night, drawing the eyes of all the living creatures, human and non-human alike. The goblins all froze as they searched the area for the noise making creature. And Emiliah watched in horror as every single set of eyes narrowed in on the bloody hunter. With a great howl many of the creature took off, towards him. Leaving her to be collateral damage by the stampede. [color=9966CC]“Are you trying to die?”[/color] she screamed, rushing past the hunter, trying to use what little lead she had on the creatures to not get swept up in their stampede. Matrim had second thoughts over his decision shooting the man with the crossbow as he had succeeded in getting the goblins around him their complete and undivided attention. The injured huntress did not seem very thankful for the action, and he would agree it was likely not the best idea at the moment. Scrambling to put his pistol away, Matrim held his spear up as the huntress ran past him with the horde behind her. [color=00a651]“Yeah, I guess I am,”[/color] he muttered, his eyes make a quick head count of the number of little green shits coming for them. Final result: too many. [color=00a651]“What the hell brought all these things here?”[/color] Matrim yelled out as he turned to follow behind the huntress. [color=9966CC]“Like I know, we were going to hunt fucking wendigos and then these creatures started popping up [i]everywhere[/i]”[/color] In a town as small as Seren’s a little running went a long way. Already the houses would starting to thin and the trees creep up. [color=9966CC]“And what about you?! You look as though you’ve been running alongside them. So maybe you should be telling me!”[/color] [color=00a651]“Running alongside?! I was at Goldencrest, until the damn undead started to show up! Does anyone here even know what the hell is happening over there? Then I was heading here through the forest and...”[/color] the realization of the goblins sudden movements started to make sense to Matrim. [color=00a651]“The horde got scared from the damned, the fog and the screams must’ve forced some movement.”[/color] He wasn’t sure how he didn’t put the events together before, but it made sense now, sort of. [color=00a651]“Wait what was that about-”[/color] Matrim was unable to finish his sentence when a goblin who caught up leaped and caught onto his foot, causing the hunter to skid to a stop and stab the goblin who was trying to gnaw into his boot. [color=00a651]“Damn goobin’ shitfaced knobs!”[/color] he cursed as he shook off the corpse then started running once more. More goblins were closing in, taking advantage of Matrim slowing down. [color=9966CC]“Fog? Goblins wouldn’t run from a fog,”[/color] Mat’s cures echoed from behind as the man was held up by one of the faster creatures. Emiliah slowed her pace, confliction distorting her face before she finally before stopping. Mat caught up a few second later. [color=9966CC]“Tell me about the fog now, or I will break your leg and leave you at the mercy of these creatures,”[/color] The trees had started to grow closer together and the trail had trickled down to little more than a dirt path. Matrim looked over at the huntress with a look of bewilderment, but not of the are-you-serious-right-now look and more like the I-have-dealt-with-so-much-shit-right-now-and-you’re-threatening-to-break-my-leg-because-of-fog look. He considered for a moment how this woman would break his leg, stabbing him with her spear would probably much more effective. In either case, it would be best to explain what he knew. [color=00a651]“I just arrived in the town, whole place was dead before that, and then a thick fog covered the town and part of the forest, I heard a scream, then the dead started walking so I ran the hell away and found these little green shitstains in my way,”[/color] he explained. [color=00a651]“That satisfy it for you?”[/color] If she was still going to stab him Matrim had his own spear ready to at least take her down with him. [color=9966CC]“No...Not even a little,”[/color] She growled, her pacing getting significantly slower. [color=9966CC]“Go left here,”[/color] her voice lowering significantly. When Mat didn’t respond the instant she spoke, her shoulder rammed into him, pushing him down into a gully before jumping in after. [color=9966CC]“This way,”[/color] The goblins in front had seen the pair leap from the path and were sure to follow. Matrim fell over when the huntress rammed into the gully, and got up with a very painful groan. He was quick to follow behind her but heard several goblins drop in from behind. He wanted to yell out an insult, but now was not the best time. Instead as he moved along, he picked up a decently sized rock and hurled it behind him, clocking the closest goblin in the head. Giving a satisfied chuckle, he picked up the pace to catch up to the huntress, trying to ignore the pain from his bleeding wounds. [color=00a651]“Couple still following, not sure if the entire pack is though,”[/color] he said quietly to her. Emiliah risked a look back to see less than a dozen of the creature had followed them down the hill. The rest probably thinking they were chasing them. [color=9966CC]“Twelve, maybe less,”[/color] she muttered. [color=9966CC]“I think we can take them. On the count of three, stop and charge at them….one, two...three,”[/color] Matrim turned on the count, holding his spear forward as he crouched down. There was little need to charge as the goblins quickly caught up to them. It did seem like there was twelve, but glancing at the huntress’ wounds and feeling the blood drip from his own made him a bit concerned. [color=00a651]“Lovely,”[/color] he grunted as he stabbed the first goblin that leaped at him. ----------------- At last, the final goblin fell, spewing his black cuts upon the forest floor. Emiliah felt what little strength she had give out, her needs slamming into the dirt, legs unwilling to support her weight anymore [color=9966CC]“Still alive?”[/color] She asked. [color=00a651]“Little shits gave me more bite marks, but still breathing,”[/color] Matrim replied, breathing out some sharp, shortened breaths. The slight moment of rest seemed like a mistake as the adrenaline escaped his body and left him feeling crippled. [color=00a651]“We...need to get back to town before you lose your arm.”[/color] He looked over at the huntress who had fallen over. [color=00a651]“Great.”[/color] A part of him wanted to just leave her lying there to bleed out and die as he had done so before with others who needed aid, but instead he shook his head. [color=00a651]“Guessing you can’t walk?”[/color] [color=9966CC]“I just- I need a moment,”[/color] she mutter, sliding backwards and using her uninjured arm to support her weight. Matrim leaned against a nearby and slid down to sit onto the ground. [color=00a651]“Right, and I’ll sit here patiently until you’re ready to go.”[/color] Truth be told he wasn’t sure if he was even in a decent condition to even walk all the back either, let alone try to carry the huntress back if need be. [color=9966CC]“If it is inconvenience to you to wait. Please be on your way,”[/color] she muttered. [color=9966CC]“It not like I need someone who shoot a comrade trying to ‘help’ me,”[/color] [color=00a651]“I thought the man shot you intentionally! With all the goblins there you’d think he would manage to avoid the single human in that entire crowd,”[/color] Matrim threw up his arms for a moment, but shook his head. [color=00a651][i]One more thing you fucked up you idiot,[/i][/color] he thought bitterly. [color=00a651]“Alright alright, lapse in judgement, hopefully I missed, didn’t see if it landed when all the goblins came running.”[/color] He shook his head and looked down at the ground. [color=00a651]“Mat by the way, haven’t seen hunters for a long time, sorry I shot the second one I saw.”[/color] Emiliah narrowed her eyes, her hand tightening its grasp on the spear. She allowed the silence to carry on well past the point where she should have said something before finally. [color=9966CC]“...right,”[/color] She took a deep breath before pulling herself up to her feet, all the color leaving her face the moment she did. Her steps wobbled slightly as she use the spear to support her weight. [color=9966CC]“I’m Emiliah,”[/color] She took a step towards the hunter, before her legs gave out again and she slide back down to the earth. Her hands sliding down the shaft of the spear in an attempt to control the fall. [color=9966CC]“I don’t think...I’m going anywhere any time soon,”[/color] [color=00a651]“No, no I don’t think you are…”[/color] Matrim muttered, screwing off the spear tip on his own spear and resting the staff on his legs. He didn’t bother trying to get up himself, knowing he’d likely end up having the same results as Emiliah. [color=00a651]“If either of us die, let’s say the other was killed by those wendigos you talked about or something, just anything other than goblins or friendly fire.”[/color] ------------------------------------------------------------------------