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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 13:26:09 GMT -5
"Sadly, or not, depending on how you look at it, I don't know anyone. We'll ask around a little when we get there, and if that doesn't produce any favorable results we'll pick the person that seems to know something and hit him until he tells us."
Draht kept walking with a grin on his face. Before stopping outside a large slightly run down bar.
"Here we are. A warning, non-orcs are not received favorably here."
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 13:44:45 GMT -5
Slasher scoffed as they stopped outside the bar. His nose picked up on the scent of Orcs, lots of them, and he found himself scrunching up his nose in disgust. Not everyone was as clean as Draht, it seemed.
A smirk appeared on his face when Draht spoke. "Though I do prize subtelty and non-violence, I am a demon at heart. If they don't want to receive me here..." he put on his katars, holding them ready in case of trouble. "... I'll make them receive me."
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 13:48:46 GMT -5
Draht grinned and kicked in the door sending it flying into the counter. He walked in slowly with a dark grin on his face.
"We're looking for an Orc who has run across Lokhar of the Wolfkin! We are going to do this the easy way or the fun way."
Draht removed his swords from his back and cut off the head of an Orc that had tried to flank him.
"Any volunteers?"
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 13:52:47 GMT -5
Slasher ran up to Draht, stabbing an Orc, who was just about to cut his head off, in the neck, before tossing him away. He looked around at the Orcs, all of whom were approaching them slowly, save for the bartender, who just stood there, looking... bored?
"I think you may have upset them when you destroyed their door," Slasher said casually as he got into a ready stance, glad that he had Draht to cover his blind spot.
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 13:56:41 GMT -5
"I don't think it's the door. I think it's the number. That's the fifth one this week."
Draht impaled two more Orcs, and kept an eye on the bartender.
"I think he knows about our target. We'll have to kill these guys to get to him though."
Draht cut four more Orcs in half at the waist and then cut two more in half vertically in one fluid motion.
"Lets cut them to ribbons. I haven't had a fight this big in forever."
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 14:02:09 GMT -5
For the first time in a month, a grin appeared on Slasher's face, and he crouched down, spreading his wings. "Same here!" he exclaimed as he jumped onto two incoming Orcs, stabbing them in their chests. As soon as they hit the ground, he jumped up with a flap of his wings and twisted in the air, lashing out with his foot and cutting an Orc's throat with the blade on his shoe.
A stabbing pain in his ribs caused him to wince, and he cursed the fact that the effects of his pain killers had already vanished. He raised his katars and crossed them, blocking an incoming sword strike, before stabbing the Orc with his shoe blade.
"How many of these guys are there?"
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 14:09:30 GMT -5
Draht cut down four more Orcs with a powerful swing.
"I think we're about half way done. Getting tired already, demon?"
Draht charged forward into a crowd of Orcs and spun with his blades out stretched cutting them in half. Draht took a step forward and felt a sharp pain in his back. Turning his head he saw an Orc clutching a knife with blood on it, his blood. Draht roared and ripped the creatures head off with his bare hands.
"Don't you have any demon tricks to make this easier?"
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 14:15:43 GMT -5
Slasher chuckled as he stabbed an Orc in the face. "No, I'm not getting tired, just bored. It's the same thing over and over..."
He raised an eyebrow when he saw Draht rip an Orc's head off with his bare hands, and he felt his respect for the half Orc increase. He shot forward when he noticed another Orc coming up behind Draht, and shot past him, stabbing the Orc in the throat.
"I'm an assassin for a reason, partner. I never trained too much in the demon arts. I'm more of a physical fighter. Hell, I can hardly even use my wings."
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 14:18:13 GMT -5
"Fine, looks like we're doing this the old fashion way, but then again, is there any other way?"
Draht stopped when his back met Slasher's and looked around. There were only eight left.
"Almost done. How do you want to do this one?"
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 14:23:17 GMT -5
Slasher hummed and looked around. Four on each side... He nodded to himself, having thought of an approach.
"My right side is blind, so you take the four on your left, my right, and I'll take the four to my left, your right."
Without waiting for a response, he shot off to the side, slamming into an Orc with his katars like a missile. As soon as they hit the ground, he shot into the air and spin kicked an Orc in the throat while stabbing another in the heart.
He landed softly, and slowly turned to look at the last Orc, who let out a war cry and charged him blindly, swinging his sword like a madman.
"Foolish," Slasher said simply and spun to the side, before stabbing the Orc in the throat. His face was showered in Orc blood as the enemy dropped to the ground.
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 14:35:25 GMT -5
Draht charged the four to his left and impaled two of them on his swords before grabbing the throats of the last two and crushing them. He dropped the bodies to the ground and grabbed his swords and put them on his back.
"Now that that is done..."
Draht approached the counter and eyed the bartender.
"Tell us everything you know about Lokhar and this Orc that he seems to want dead."
The bartender grinned and got out three mugs of beer.
"Very well then. Lokhar of the Wolfkin, he's a powerful leader amongst the Wolfkin here. He is very vengeful when ever someone insults him or his pack. That is everything known about him. The Orc...well...he should be very familiar to you Mercenary Draht."
Draht leaned forward very interested. He wasn't familiar with many people these days. The bartender also leaned forward.
"He's your father."
Draht's fist slammed down on the counter and cracked it.
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 14:40:11 GMT -5
Slasher took the beer mug and sniffed it as he listened to the bartender. He wondered if the Orc would be some friend of Draht's or something. It'd be a shame to have to kill the friend of his new partner.
He jumped in surprise as Draht cracked the counter, and looked up at the bartender, blinking. "His father is the one who upset Lokhar?"
He hummed and looked towards Draht. "You know, I'm beginning to believe that some higher power put us together for this job, partner."
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 14:49:08 GMT -5
"Yeah, I know what you mean."
Draht looked at the bartender with an angry expression.
"Where is my father? What can you tell me about him?"
The bartender frowned slightly.
"I don't know much. I know that he's retired from being a soldier, but he's still good. He has yet to lose a fight here. I also know that he has taken up residence north of here."
Draht grinned and stood up walking towards the door.
"Lets go. I finally get to kill my father."
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 14:55:03 GMT -5
Slasher got off the barstool and followed Draht, strapping his katars to his belt again. "Oh, good. I thought you wouldn't want to kill him, even after what he did to you. I'm glad I was wrong."
He realized something as they exited the bar, and looked at the half Orc. "You know, since you'll kill him, I think it's only fair that you receive 60% of the reward. 80,000 is enough for me. I mostly just took this job because I was getting bored, anyway."
He grunted and clutched his ribs. Hell, if this pain kept up, he'd have to cut out his ribs just to get rid of it.
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 15:07:19 GMT -5
"Wouldn't want to kill him? It's all I've dreamed about since I was 10 years old."
Draht turned and headed north with his blades still dripping blood and a grin plastered on his face. Draht looked over to an alleyway and headed down it.
"This way. It's faster. After this is done what say you we go and get some women? I know some good ones."
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