âWhat the hell are you talking about!?â Amelia couldnât help herself from saying in confusion. She also realized this was a trap now, after the initial confusion after barely escaping death from being thrown off a truck moving at high speeds, when Ed asked about the spikes, she too realized it was deliberately set up trap fro vehicles! She now held her bat, using it to stand up.â Mafia n'existe pas ... le monde a fini ...â
Amelia cringed at Edâs next statement as he gave her a dictionary!â ..Ahmm⌠merci beaucoup?â she replied in confusion now. Why would he give her that out of all times he could do itâŚâ Besides donât you need it more than I do?â She thought, but taking it out of being polite.
She then well followed Svetlanaâs example and hid⌠or in this case took cover behind Ed as the men showed up. âDamn!!! I have no way out of this!' Amelia realized in horror. She was behind Ed, who frankly wasnât the best cover out here⌠If they started shooting at him, any bigger caliber bullet would pass through him and hit her also. She looked around, maybe if a distraction presented itself, she could jump in hiding behind the truck also⌠though what would be their plan after that, she had no idea.
Amelia gulped as she heard the men talking and asking a question. The way he spoke, she felt a little bit of fear fill her up. Last time she met people in similar situation they nearly killed her after capturing her!
âFrom Little RockâŚâ She replied to the manâs question, still using Ed as a cover. Amelia had a gun, but there was no point in pulling it out. She never used it and didnât even have ammo for it to begin with. It was always a psychological tool for her. People seemed a lot less pushy if they feared you making a hole in their heads. These guys in front of them, she doubted that tactic would work though.
Mafia n'existe pas... le monde a fini ...= Mafia doesn't exist anymore... the world ended... ..Ahmm⌠merci beaucoup? = ..Ahm⌠Thank you very much?
âNOT ENOUGH!â The berserker roared as she clung to the gaintâs body as the giant leg was pulled away from the wall. It sure hurt like hell, but it didnât cause any real damages to her body. Besides the fact she dropped the sword she had bit on.â Still enough to take you down!â She roared as two giant hands clasped at her.
Suddenly Mei picked up on the shouting of another who also appeared to be storming the giant Melizia. Well wasnât this just a peachy party? The berserker roared suddenly as her muscles flexed, her entire body surging with rage.
Suddenly in a violent display she pushed away from Meliziaâs hands and made a mad climb up, using the daggers to pull up at each stab.
âROOOOOOOOOOOOARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!â Mei let out a loud berserker roar as she suddenly jumped forward making a curve around the deathknightâs body, using one of the dagger to slash a big cut all the way from Meliziaâs side to the base of her tail.
She then pierced both the daggers around Meliziaâs backbone and started the mad climb up again.
There was no way Meirie was going to let herself be outdone by a bratty night elf that failed to stop Melizia when she was palm sized⌠NO BLOODY WAY! She then suddenly just pulled her weight down, to do a big slash around Melâs backbone.
Her usual getup for when she's in towns and when traveling or doing some trading. Very high quality clothing especially made to cause good impressions in other people's eyes. Perfect for doing business or simply have a nice time at a tea house.
This set of clothing is for only rare occasions and events. A memento from her mother, An Xing uses it when sheâs performing for audience or when she has to attend official ceremonies. .
Abilities: Formless sword dance A martial art based around an ancient form of a sword dance practiced during some celebrations and holidays by small pockets of traveling groups of female entertainers. Since those ancient times, the martial art has evolved into a full fledged style, but few are allowed to learn it for it requires a talent for the sword and the flexibility to allow for the artâs gracious and nimble movements. Fast, unpredictable and deadly, those are the traits of those who practice this style.
Metal Qi body and flow. An Xingâs trained ability to manipulate the flow of her own Qi and infuse it into her body and sword, using her primary elementâs traits to enchant her own bodyâs resistance to blows and her weaponâs sharpness and durability. As long as she holds a weapon, it will not be in need of sharpening.
Of rust and erosion. Given enough time, An Xing can infuse her Qi external metal items and turn the once sturdy metal into fragile substance that would crumble under even a simple pressure. Depending on the metal and the area in need of affecting, the time needed can greatly increase.
Spring after Fall Using her secondary element, An Xing has created her own little ability to quickly regenerate damage with forcing Aether Qi to her injured body parts. This takes away her ability to use any other type of Qi related ability while sheâs doing it and tires her body. Best suited for use during meditation
The Siren song of coin. Being born into the family of merchants, An Xing learned the art of trade since a young age. She can haggle for prices, decide on the right values for items and overall act like one of the countless shrewd merchants out there, gaining maximum profits for her products and services.
Affinity (Primary/Secondary): Metal and Aether
Personality: An Xing is a very bright person, her smile is wide and charming, perfect for drawing in customers while at work as a merchant or to simply be nice towards her friends. She enjoys to haggle and to trade. An Xing also loves to discover new and interesting things such as foods, arts, weapons and so on. Everything as long as itâs something she has not seen it before. Thus she also has a habit of collecting small trinkets. Her favorite being a pair of two palm sized statuettes, depicting two dancing sisters.
History: An Xing was born in a very well off merchant family from the Kirinâs Realm. Her father was a prominent merchant and a martial artist since he was young. Her mother was a member of a traveling all female troupe of entertainers. The women were hired to attend and entertain a big feast at one of the bigger tea houses within the Realm.
An Xingâs father fell in love with her mother from first sight. At first it came as a rather shock and surprise to both his family and friends when he decided to marry a simple commoner woman, a dancer no less! Still in his family currently it was him who ran the business and made the money so no one could really oppose him. Following that on the very next year they married and 2 years later An Xing was born.
When she was about 5 years old, An Xing expressed interest to study martial arts. Her father was not that great of a fan of the idea though. While she married a commoner woman for love, he was also an extremely doting parent reaching almost to insanity levels. He would never allow his cute daughter to touch a weapon or to harm her skin! Luckily her mother was on the opposite opinion. As a long life practitioner of the Formless Sword Dance style, she had a long talk with her husband. Eventually 3 days later, after An Xingâs mother lost an arm and her father lost a leg in the âtalksâ, a decision was reached that An Xing would study martial arts.
In the following years, An Xingâs days were filled with studies for etiquette, economy, martial arts and other useful for a noblewoman skills. When An Xing was 18, her family faced a crisis once more. Her father wanted her to marry an old nobleman to secure his daughterâs future, whole her mother wanted her to join a traveling troupe and see the world.
Once more her parents decided to settle the problem on the field of battle. In the end An Xingâs decision was easy⌠she had to do whatever she decide from that point onwards because both her parents killed each other in their stupid duel. She joined the traveling troupe for a little while, before she left and started to travel the world as a merchant, searching for curios from all over.
Equipment: Blue fang- a one handed curved longsword. The metal on this blade appears to be blue due an incident during itâs forging where the smithâs assistant dropped some kind of chemical dust on the blade and the reaction with the heat of forge turned the blade blue. Otherwise nothing else is special about this sword.
Clothes- As depicted in the two pictures, depending on which sheâs wearing at the moment.
Leather backpack- a big backpack made from sturdy leather, to allow her to carry safely all her trinket collection, the other items she sells, her spare set of clothing and her provisions.
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