Forbidden Truce ~ Chapter One Bloodied Families

[rachel25]

Donavin loaded up his bow, and got ready to finish the weasel off. But then he thought he saw Voxx, over by the trees. "Voxx!" He called out, temporarily taking his eyes off the wounded weasel.

OOC: Skarzs, do you want to end the fight now? If so, Zuzucath could get away while Donavin wasn't looking. But if you want to continue, you can wound Donavin in some none fatal way while he's not looking at Zuzucath.

[Rusvul]

Voxx called out. "Sir! If you could dodge two meters to the left, on my mark, I could likely get a clear shot."

OOC: Voxx is focusing on Donavin for a moment, either a wound or a flee are still possible. Not going to mess that up

[The Skarzs]

OOC: How about a wound and flee?

BIC: Zuzucath drew a sharp wooden spike from a pouch at his side, striking out at Donavin's leg; it was coated in the same poison that he had used on Garvina.

OOC: I thought it would make things more interesting if Zuzucath got away, and could be later hunted down.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Yeah, that could be interesting. Both houses  could join together with a rather uneasy truce, and hunt him down. Yeah, I know; I'm butting in. I'm bored. It isn't much fun to RP without interacting with someone for long periods of time.

BIC: After Arya'd raced away from the otter's hut, she'd started zig-zagging across the otter's territory, getting closer to the smoke. She suddenly heard ""Eeek! Pain, flame! Good, no! Bad!" She raced up a tree and saw a odd-looking weasel on the ground, and two otters. Then the weasel suddenly slashed with a dart at the closer otter's leg. She gave a small gasp, but did not interfere; It was the otter's fight. But it seemed that the otter that had been slashed at was high born: His clothes were nicer, if a little stained from the fight. So, if neecs be, she'd step in, but only if she had too.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Yes, dance, dance my puppets! Lol, this is going well.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Huh?

[The Skarzs]

OOC: It's funny how you're all doing what I had hoped, like puppets.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: You mean, you wanted to attract Arya's attention?

[AbbotAlf0809]

OOC: Geez! I need to get on more often! I'm kinda lost again sorry so if I mess something up don't freak out and I once again apologize.

BIC: Jallek Sparra had trailed the otters when the brought the quite lovely lady Garvina to their castle and then left to return to his smugglers. He walked towards his underground lair when he bumped into a weasel, knocking them both down on the ground, "Oi! Watch where your goin' eh? I could 'ave yew skinne and strung up that ole tree over yonder!"

[rachel25]

Donavin cried out in pain, and went down clutching his leg. Although the wound wasn't too deep, there was a lot of blood.

[The Skarzs]

Zuzucath struggled to his feet, kicking out at Donavin before scurrying away through the underbrush. "Kill them all, make them die! Yesss. Fire burn, poison run deep! Yesss. . ."

[rachel25]

Donavin screamed as the weasel kicked him hard in the face. He tried to get up, but couldn't, his leg wouldn't support him.

[Rusvul]

Voxx loosed an arrow from his bow, hoping to strike Zuzucath in the head with it. He dropped his bow and drew a pair of daggers, then launched himself at the creature.

[The Skarzs]

Zuzucath felt his ear tear off, and screamed. He stumbled in his steps, and fell down.
OOC: Maybe Voxx could trip on Zuzucath.

[Rusvul]

Voxx had not expected the weasel to fall like that- Caught off guard, he stumbled over the footpaw of the weasel. He managed to roll to his feet, however he dropped his smaller dagger in the process. Rolling to his feet, he stepped lightly around the weasel- Wary, should he be bluffing.