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<blockquote data-quote="thejc" data-source="post: 5391784" data-attributes="member: 100006"><p><strong>Thorn</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">He turned left. So did the two following him. Thorn could have killed them easily. He could tell by the way walked they were nothing more than thugs taught to use a blade in the most rudimentary fashion. Still he could not take them down yet. He had to determine who exactly was following him. The list had become quite long these days. As he headed to the market place he noticed another pair emerge opposite of him. He paused and bought some fruit. Both sets of goons hung back but their sword hands were quite twitchy. This told him quite a bit. He checked down the list. The “Brother’s” would never come in force like this, not their style. This profile did not sit quite with the local rogues guild either, besides he had not done anything to rouse their ire quite yet. They bore no official tabards. So that in turn ruled out the many nobles he had wronged on his way here. Such brutish men and straightforward tactics, yet they respect for the appearance of “justice” really left only one person. Inquisitor Stormwright. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Thorn was a nightouched. He was oppressed by an ancient spirit. Once he went to a priest for confession. Three days later the priest was taken in on charges of witchcraft and “purified”. The power hungry inquisitor had dogged him ever since, though he thought he had lost them when he crossed into the Realm of the Griffon. But they had found him out. Through magic no doubt. It was time to put this charade to an end they were obviously steering him towards the back alleys of the Temple district. 3 quick turns, a stray dog and a stolen cloak later he passed right by his would be trackers. Once out of sight he took to the roof tops and followed the thugs until they gave up their search.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">As he suspected the thugs headed towards the temples. They wheeled in behind a temple to Rojester a god of light and peace. How very fitting. The thugs stopped and an armored figure came from the back door. Thorn wasted no time. He dropped down right as their leader was giving them a very violent reprimand. Landing in a crouch he stood drawing his hand and a half sword and buckler. The leader came to the front of the pack. “You” he spat. Thorn dropped his head in anticipation to the rant that would inevitably come. “I am the Malleus Brant Heldegon. You are hereby charged with practicing the dark craft, murder, and possessing a spirit. For this charges you shall gain absolution through pain, and penatance upon death. By the authority given to me by the Imperial Church you are to return for inquisition.” Thorn chuckled aloud. “I am sorry my friend but that is not the path for me. It seems I need to send Stormwright a message. You sir shall be left without any hands, feet, or eyes. And you shall tell your superiors the horror of what you witness today. Look upon the sky for it is the last time you shall see it.” Thorn settled into his stance. He steadied his breathing. The other was coming he could not stop him now. He hated this. Best try to end this quick before he took over. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">The first one charged. Thorn went into a back handspring and kicked the man in the chin. Completing the acrobatic he sprung sideways and slashed the second. His sword took the man’s insides with him as he went. Three Imperial guards circled in behind Thorn from the front streets. This Malleus was not entirely stupid. The next two charged in. One lost his head the other his sword arm. The Imperialists waded in much slower flanking him. Thorn felt the dreadful shove in which the other took over. He was now forced to watch like some sick drama in which his own body was the star performer. Thorn’s eyes went black, his teeth sharpened. His muscled elongated, and his visage became feral-like. The first guard charged in low, the now possessed Thorn dropped his buckler and took a two hand chop that split him from skull to groin. The next met his end with a vicious lunge that pierced shield, armor, bone, and heart. Thorn wheeled and threw the sword taking the last guard in the throat pinning him to the temple wall. That left the Malleus.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">The Malleus raised his war hammer and cried out. “By Imperial Authority of the Soverign Emperor Constantine the VIIIth I cast thee away foul spirit.” Thorn felt a violent tug as he was drug back into control of his body. It took him a second to regain command of his limbs. He felt the The Malleus’s fist grab him by the scruff of his neck. “Now boy we leave!” He lifted his hammer for a knockout blow. “Foolish.” Thorn half whispered as a tekko-kagi exploded from his gauntlet on his right hand. He sunk it to the knuckles in to the Malleus’s stomach, piercing his spine. The Malleus fell paralyzed his eyes wide with terror as Thorn drew some healing potions from his pack then set about his work like an efficient butcher.</span></span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="thejc, post: 5391784, member: 100006"] [b]Thorn[/b] [FONT=Arial][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]He turned left. So did the two following him. Thorn could have killed them easily. He could tell by the way walked they were nothing more than thugs taught to use a blade in the most rudimentary fashion. Still he could not take them down yet. He had to determine who exactly was following him. The list had become quite long these days. As he headed to the market place he noticed another pair emerge opposite of him. He paused and bought some fruit. Both sets of goons hung back but their sword hands were quite twitchy. This told him quite a bit. He checked down the list. The “Brother’s” would never come in force like this, not their style. This profile did not sit quite with the local rogues guild either, besides he had not done anything to rouse their ire quite yet. They bore no official tabards. So that in turn ruled out the many nobles he had wronged on his way here. Such brutish men and straightforward tactics, yet they respect for the appearance of “justice” really left only one person. Inquisitor Stormwright. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Arial][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]Thorn was a nightouched. He was oppressed by an ancient spirit. Once he went to a priest for confession. Three days later the priest was taken in on charges of witchcraft and “purified”. The power hungry inquisitor had dogged him ever since, though he thought he had lost them when he crossed into the Realm of the Griffon. But they had found him out. Through magic no doubt. It was time to put this charade to an end they were obviously steering him towards the back alleys of the Temple district. 3 quick turns, a stray dog and a stolen cloak later he passed right by his would be trackers. Once out of sight he took to the roof tops and followed the thugs until they gave up their search.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Arial][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]As he suspected the thugs headed towards the temples. They wheeled in behind a temple to Rojester a god of light and peace. How very fitting. The thugs stopped and an armored figure came from the back door. Thorn wasted no time. He dropped down right as their leader was giving them a very violent reprimand. Landing in a crouch he stood drawing his hand and a half sword and buckler. The leader came to the front of the pack. “You” he spat. Thorn dropped his head in anticipation to the rant that would inevitably come. “I am the Malleus Brant Heldegon. You are hereby charged with practicing the dark craft, murder, and possessing a spirit. For this charges you shall gain absolution through pain, and penatance upon death. By the authority given to me by the Imperial Church you are to return for inquisition.” Thorn chuckled aloud. “I am sorry my friend but that is not the path for me. It seems I need to send Stormwright a message. You sir shall be left without any hands, feet, or eyes. And you shall tell your superiors the horror of what you witness today. Look upon the sky for it is the last time you shall see it.” Thorn settled into his stance. He steadied his breathing. The other was coming he could not stop him now. He hated this. Best try to end this quick before he took over. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Arial][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]The first one charged. Thorn went into a back handspring and kicked the man in the chin. Completing the acrobatic he sprung sideways and slashed the second. His sword took the man’s insides with him as he went. Three Imperial guards circled in behind Thorn from the front streets. This Malleus was not entirely stupid. The next two charged in. One lost his head the other his sword arm. The Imperialists waded in much slower flanking him. Thorn felt the dreadful shove in which the other took over. He was now forced to watch like some sick drama in which his own body was the star performer. Thorn’s eyes went black, his teeth sharpened. His muscled elongated, and his visage became feral-like. The first guard charged in low, the now possessed Thorn dropped his buckler and took a two hand chop that split him from skull to groin. The next met his end with a vicious lunge that pierced shield, armor, bone, and heart. Thorn wheeled and threw the sword taking the last guard in the throat pinning him to the temple wall. That left the Malleus.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][FONT=Arial][SIZE=3][COLOR=white]The Malleus raised his war hammer and cried out. “By Imperial Authority of the Soverign Emperor Constantine the VIIIth I cast thee away foul spirit.” Thorn felt a violent tug as he was drug back into control of his body. It took him a second to regain command of his limbs. He felt the The Malleus’s fist grab him by the scruff of his neck. “Now boy we leave!” He lifted his hammer for a knockout blow. “Foolish.” Thorn half whispered as a tekko-kagi exploded from his gauntlet on his right hand. He sunk it to the knuckles in to the Malleus’s stomach, piercing his spine. The Malleus fell paralyzed his eyes wide with terror as Thorn drew some healing potions from his pack then set about his work like an efficient butcher.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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