Overlord Thraka

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

@tyki
Err, one or two things. How does this dude sneak up on her? Looking as the CS I don't see stealth as a attribute and it's kinda hard to sneak up on someone on a roof. Also she was holding her crossbow, so like did he stamp it down into her chest?
I'll roll with it as needed, just curious as to how these kinda things were achieved

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

Sorry, didn't mean to upset anything. I've changed my post slightly, sorry again.

@tominas@stitches@letter bee

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

@letter bee
Mergoux watches the sales with disgust and a look of rage on her face. She's crouched on a roof on the edge of the marketplace, a position she's often held, waiting for this day. She'd spent the last few months scouting the area, making sure of her position and making sure she could escape. Her heavy crossbow, a large wood and steel weapon of war, lies are her side, arrow lying on the string, ready to be cocked and fired

She watches the Edelweiss family sold and shakes her head in pity.
"Poor bastards, they'll be first then." she mutters to herself
She cocks her crossbow and watches further, as more people are paraded and sold. Her rage and sorrow only grows as she remembers that happening to her, many years ago. After over half the slaves have been sold she's had enough.
"This stops. Now." she growls
She snatches up her crossbow and braces it against the roof's edge then looks for a target.
She's made sure to dull her armor so that the sun doesn't shine against it, giving away her position.
She narrows her eyes, aiming down the length of the crossbow at her target, then pulls the trigger, sending a bolt flying at the fat Auction master. Once the bolt is away she quickly nocks another one and cocks the crossbow again.

Demonic Vampire and Werecreature rp (Always Accepting)

@akje
Gharn shrugs
"I'm not sure. I need to rest for a bit, then maybe we can find him. I hope he is alright..."
Gharn curls up for a quick nap

Demonic Vampire and Werecreature rp (Always Accepting)

@akje
Gharn grits is teeth and yells through the pain.
Finally when the bullets are out he lies panting as he's bandaged.
He sits up after it's all done and smiles slightly
"Thank you for helping me Oak. I am sorry I mistrusted you earlier"

@the1rolling1boy@blueflame[letmehaveone2]
Jirah shoots Dracul a dirty look
"Well fine! Why don't we go to a restaurant then? My treat if it'll get us out of here and away from what's going on."

Demonic Vampire and Werecreature rp (Always Accepting)

@akje
Gharn nods shakily and reaches around for something to bite down on. He finds a large piece of driftwood and uses that.
"Just get it over with."
He pauses for a moment.
"Thank you for helping me."
He then allows Oak access to his wounds, both leg and shoulder

Demonic Vampire and Werecreature rp (Always Accepting)

@letmehaveone2
I didn't imply it in the IC by mistake, but I'd like to clarify that Gharn is meant to be a good distance from the others on teh beach. A speck in the distance or perhaps further

Demonic Vampire and Werecreature rp (Always Accepting)

@akje
Gharn pops it open and the contents spill out onto the sand.
He looks at them curiously.
"I have never seen these before. Except for the bandages of course, but this is not a material I recognize"
He frowns then de-transforms and starts wiping away the blood

Demonic Vampire and Werecreature rp (Always Accepting)

@the1rolling1boy@letmehaveone2
Jirah nods.
"Anywhere. Anywhere away from here."

@akje
Gharn is wincing as he splashes saltwater over his wounds then looks at Oak.
"What? What is that?"
He examines the plastic medkit box curiously, momentarily forgetting the pain in his leg and shoulder. His tail flicks back and forth, leaving marks in the sand as he tries to pry the box open

Demonic Vampire and Werecreature rp (Always Accepting)

@letmehaveone2@akje
Gharn stumbles through the woods, groaning in pain and bleeding from the bulletholes, which scaled up with his size when he transformed.
He's still in Lionform as he stumbles towards the smell of saltwater from the Ocean/beach.
With one hand he's trying to dig the bullet from his shoulder, but is only succeeding in tearing the wound open worse.

Jirah smiles nervously at Alex
"Oh! Hi, I'll introduce myself as soon as we get the hell out of here.0"
She looks pointedly and almost panicked at the others