The OOC is located here: Monsters Among Men OOCBlood trickled down her fingertips, and it was not her own.
Nathiria dragged the heavy human across the field, leaving a trail of flickering crimson blood that stained the grass. A warm summer sun brought pleasurable weather, and in the thin woods surrounding Armsworth it was a perfect example of a pleasant day. The tribal elf brought the human to lie in a bumpy lump just behind a tree. Standing up, Nathiria stretched out, and then leaned against the rough bark. It was obvious she was out of breath.
“You’re supposed to be a mighty warrior, and yet you have trouble dragging a simple human across a field.” Vlade handed her a white cloth, and Nathiria took it gratefully to wipe off her bloody hands.
“Why didn’t you just do it?”
Vlade raised an eyebrow as if offended, but a smile did not crack his face. “I’m too delicate for things like that.”
“Hmph…” Nathiria replied, crouching down to eye the town of Armsworth. The hill they stood upon gave a more adaptable vision. Nathiria’s dark haired friend took a place next to her, his fingers finding their way up to the tattoo on his forehead.
“I told you we should have put the hoods up sooner. The death of the human could have been---“
Nathiria interrupted, her faded green eyes taking a sharp glance at him before turning back to a slow gaze at Armsworth. “He was the one who insisted on calling for help. Besides, we don’t have time for this. Where are they keeping the captives?”
Vlade took a knee, the crunching sound of the gravel giving way to the weight. “They said they
thought the captives were being held here. I doubt the humans would keep them in such a small village.”
Nathiria had already stood up, pulling a dark hood over her face. The material dropped to her feet, and the only visible item on her person was the double bladed sword still on her back: a single droplet of blood clinged to the silver metal. Vlade opened his mouth to object, but Nathiria already made her way towards the village. Rather than saying any other words, he pulled his cowl over his face, and he too followed her down to the settlement.
Her feet came to settle on the worn ground of the village.
Tavern, hall, farms, homes…blah blah blah… Vlade stood behind her, and for the moment no one paid much attention to the two shady figures.
Cat and girl, more homes, warehouse…warehouse? The tall building stood on the other side of the village, guarded by four men who appeared restless and totally ready to go home to their families.
Nathiria bobbed her head towards the structure, and Vlade glanced up from where he stared at a nearby rose. The look Vlade gave Nathiria spoke volumes.
“We kill them, how else would we get in?” Vlade narrowed his eyes disapprovingly. “They’ve killed our tribe. Eye for an eye, Vlade!”
“Is there a problem here?” Someone suddenly asked. Both Audwais turned to face the three armored guards, each having a hand on the hilt of their blade, but they were not yet drawn.
“No we’re fine.”
The answer was short and simple, but the guards couldn’t leave the matter alone. “We would appreciate it if you could remove your hoods, please?” Vlade and Nathiria said nothing after looking at each other. Shaking their heads no, they meant to take a step back and retreat away from where they stood. The single guard repeated his request. “I asked you to remove the hoods please. I'm sure you heard the rumors about the missing people here, and we have several reports of Tribal-Filth and we just want to make sure that—“
Vlade grabbed hold of both shoulders on his female counterparts body, restraining her. “There must be a mistake.’ He said at last.
While they continued the petty argument, a few passer-by’s stopped to watch, half amused by the sudden break in everyday life. Had they known, however, what lie under the earth beneath them, they may not have stood so idly by.