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wolfpack 888

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Ember felt herself being grabbed by the wrist. It didnt take much to pull her up, she was after all pretty much skin and bones. Ember felt her stomach drop as she stared at the man. “P-p-please don’t” she mumbled as she struggled to find her voice. “I’m, I’m just “ she began but quickly changed what she was going to say. Orphan children, street rats, as they call him always get taken away and never heard of again.

“Please sir, don’t call the guards.” Ember didn’t have the strength to try and escape. It felt as though her wrist was being crushed under the man grip. Suddenly, another voice broke through the crowd. Looking over, she caught glimpse of a strange man. Turning her eyes back to the man who held onto her, she pleaded once last time. “Please. I won’t do it again.” Ember hoped that he would buy it, that he would let her go. But the truth was that she would, as long as she was hungry, she would continue to steal.

20-Mar-2018 09:59:48 - Last edited on 22-Mar-2018 00:43:45 by wolfpack 888

NotFishing

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Veliaf

Veliaf ignored the fool who asked he was a baker. Not only was Veliaf clearly not a baker, but he was also standing in front of a blacksmith's stall. In his eyes there was no excuse for such a blunder. He turned to the girl, who was now begging for her freedom and swearing not to do so again. A lie, of course. Veliaf shook his head.

"Do you know why they call them cutpurses, child?" Veliaf asked, taking his hand off his sword and reaching a gloved hand into his coin pouch.

He pulled out a few coins and studied them in one open hand, the other maintaining its strong grip on the girl's wrist. "Because they cut the strings securing the pouch to one's belt. Quite hard to steal the pouch otherwise." He placed the coins on the stall counter, not even attempting to continue haggling. The apprentice reluctantly slid him the sheathed dagger with an expression of uncertainty. "Of course, for that they need a knife." Veliaf continued, holding the weapon up in front of the girl's face, his smile widening slightly.

Then, he pressed the hilt into the hand of the wrist he was currently gripping, allowing the girl to take hold of it. His sly smirk turned into a friendly smile. "Any sane thief would also try to avoid robbing someone who is armed or physically fit. Oh, and they would certainly try a method more discreet than charging madly at their target. Typically a thief starts sprinting after they have been spotted, not before." He let go of her wrist, leaving her free to escape with dagger in hand. "Run along, now." Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

22-Mar-2018 03:53:28 - Last edited on 22-Mar-2018 03:58:36 by NotFishing

wolfpack 888

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Ember stared at the man as he began to speak. She shook her head no to his question. She was frozen and unable to speak at that moment. She gazed at him as he reached in his coin pouch and pulled out a few coin. Ember watched the coins as he placed them into the merchants table. Suddenly her eyes broke off of the coins to the dagger that the man now held in his hand.

This is it she thought to herself as she closed her eyes. He was going to kill her. Suddenly she felt the metal of the dagger placed in her hand. Opening her eyes, she gazed down at it. Was he helping her? But why?

He releashed her wrist and told her to go after giving her some advice. “Thank you” she muttered. Her eyes scanned the merchant table where the coins still payed. Quickly she grabbed the coins and sprinted off.

“Hey! Stop that their!” The merchant yelled. Looking back at Veliaf, the merchant demented that he give him more coin. “You need to give me more coin! I can’t go back without nothing!”

A few guards began to move towards the merchants table. “She went that way!” He yelled out. With a nod, the guards headed in the direction the girl went.

Ember turned a corner and went down a side ally. Stopping, she leaned against the wall to catch her breath. Why did that man help her? Anyone else would have turned her in. Looking down at the coin brought back the sudden hunger she had before.

22-Mar-2018 22:51:51

NotFishing

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Veliaf

Veliaf couldn't help but laugh at the girl's rather bold move. As the guards moved in pursuit, Veliaf remained standing in place. He turned to look back at the blacksmith's apprentice, and his expression turned to feigned outrage. "I already paid for that dagger." He scoffed. "You're the one who couldn't hold onto the coin. Why should I suffer for your ineptitude?"

And with that, he turned and left in a huff, swishing his cape melodramatically as he vanished into the crowd. Though he couldn't help but smile once he was facing away from the salesman. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

23-Mar-2018 18:20:53 - Last edited on 23-Mar-2018 18:21:05 by NotFishing

Azi Demonica

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Kibou

She grabbed, she dashed. Kibou chuckled at the little thief scurry away, but indeed, the shopkeeper should have paid more attention regarding the coins. The baker merged into the crowd.

With nothing else to do here, Kibou made his way onwards. Perhaps, he would cross paths with the thief again, sometime later, or elsewhere in the city? Only time would tell.

23-Mar-2018 21:44:21

wolfpack 888

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Ember

Ember held the coin in her hand, flipping it between her fingers. Taking a deep breath, she turned back and walked back into the crowded street. Walking up to a merchant cart, she placed the coins on the table. “The loaf of bread please” she muttered softly. Taking the coins, the merchant handed her the bread.

People didn’t care where the money came from, if it was stolen or not. Money was money. Ember turned and walked down the dirt street, ripping off pieces of the bread and shoving it into her mouth. The taste of food was like a child getting a present at Christmas time. It was something that she treasured.

Ember finished off the loaf of bread just as quickly as she began. After a short walk, she returned to the stables, back to her home. Next to the stable was a stack of hay. Reaching down, Ember pulled out the dagger. She had the slightest clue as to use it but it didn’t hurt to try. Lifting it up, she gave a few jolting stabs at the hay pile.

“Look what we have er’ Boys.” Ember turned to the sound of the sounded voice. A group of three boys, a little older than what she was, stood before her.
“A street rat!” The smallest of the three spat in the ground as he spoke.
“Oh, she has a dagger. What did you do? Steal it.”

“No.” Ember spoke to them.
“What did you say to me?” The mood turned from bad to worse as the leader of the group moved forward. “How dare you speak to me that way you rat! I bet you did steal it and for that you should be punished.”

Smiling, the theee boys moved toward Ember. She froze in fear. She had never used a weapon nor had she ever injured another person. Before she could get the courage to do anything, the boys knocked the dagger away and pushed her down. “Hold her while I teach her a lesson.” Two of the boys held her down while the leader picked up the dagger.

“Let me go!” She shouted. She was to weak to fight them off. Why must she live like this. In her opinion she was better off dead.

24-Mar-2018 02:37:40

Azi Demonica

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Name- Aillis Voorhees
Age- 17
Race- Human

Description- A lanky, long-legged, lithe young woman, this snaky-eyed thing is six feet tall and weighs around one hundred twenty pounds. She looks like:

Aillis is fond of dolls, teddy bears, cats, dresses, hair, blood fetishism, butchery, sadism, and cannibalism. She always keeps a kitchen knife hidden and paring knife underneath her skirt.

Magical ability- Hex Maiden: Aillis undergoes a slight transformation, looking like:

During this, she can screech like a banshee into black metal vocals. Her inhuman, ghastly cries can debilitate or even stun those unused to such ghostly wails. In this state, she becomes quite animalistic, and fights and behaves like the Shaman from For Honor:
https://youtu.be/0eGQqipbho0?t=4s
Contrary to her appearance, Aillis is quite the animal of a girl!

History- When she was a child, her house caught fire. She watched her family burn to death, and narrowly survived by jumping out a window. She lost all her hair and clothes from the flames, but made a full recovery.

Aillis grew up in an abusive orphanage and then a more abusive insane asylum. She routinely sneaks out to be free and wild.

30-Mar-2018 00:54:53 - Last edited on 30-Mar-2018 05:36:52 by Azi Demonica

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