A Fight Suddenly Happens!
Halyard Village: West Square(#93069RJA)
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Surrounded on most sides by short, squat buildings, none any higher than two
levels, the main square of this small, sea-side village is covered in a fine
layer of dirt, which mostly covers the old cobble stone beneath. Many of the
buildings lining the square are homes, though some are places of business -
and, of course, there are the obligatory pubs. However, pubs are not the only
staple of a small village, especially not this one. Scattered here and there
upon sidewalks and in front of stores, various fishing nets and traps lie
about, most considerably worse for wear. It's obviously a fishing village.
Beyond that, a dirt road runs north and south from the square, with a small
scattering of homes, and behind these, a backdrop of trees. Meanwhile, beyond
the trees lies the shore.
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Visible Exits:
[B]ookshop and [P]awn [S]outhern [R]oad
[H]alyard [T]avern [N]orthern [R]oad
[A]ntique [S]hop [M]ain [S]treet
[B]akery [B]ack to [D]irt [P]ath
[Fo]rge [A]lley
Flint walks along the shops and market area of the town as he smiles, "Well, I guess we have an idea where we can wed and who can wed us. A simple small wedding would be fine as we don't need anything fancy."
Windrose nods as she walks along beside Flint “You are right, something simple is just fine with me dear" She is enjoying her day off.
Elora rarely comes to the village and it usually is for supplies. She keeps on her thick tunic and cloak as she looks around. She gets some fish from one vendor and some spices from another and places them in a part of her knapsack after paying the needed coins.
Russ is in a foul mood and has been since his failure at getting a captive, then he is attacked by beasts and just about caught by the Long Patrol, oh yes they will pay. He turns a corner and quickly ducks when he sees hares and also Elora and snorts, he remembers her very well, in fact if she had not interrupted him he may of got away with some crimes. He watches and waits for the right moment to get closer.
Flint smiles "Anything ya like dear I am sure wot ever we decide will be good" He goes to look at a stand with some jewelry and studies it carefully as he decides whether to get any or not, he takes a glance at Windrose and then back to the stand in front of him.
Windrose chuckles lightly. She walks on over to a stand where some fruit is quietly picking out some apples and maybe a pear or two.
Elora normally keeps a sharp eye out for trouble, but today she is trying to relax and just enjoy a day outside as she is usually inside somewhere and that inside is usually her cave den. She looks over at the hares but doesn’t get too close to them as they most likely wouldn't understand her kind.
Russ goes to get closer to the lizard, one of his daggers is drawn as he tries to get closer in such a way he seems a normal everyday beast just out in the market. The fact its near lunch means some are going to the tavern now so less beasts, and some are in a hurry while some pay him no attention, even when he is right up behind the lizard and raises his dagger.
Flint is one beast who does keep an eye out for trouble. He also happens to be close to where the stoat and lizard is. He sees the dagger catch some light of the sun and frowns, he doesn't know whom the stoat is after but he is not about to let a beast die as he goes to quickly make his way over to them as he gets a shout of warning “Look behind you..you in the..umm...look out!!"
Windrose spins around to see what is going on scanning the area for what the shout was about and sits her fruit down "Kindly watch this thank ya,wot" She is then heading over to help if it's needed.
Elora is first tensing up and then quickly ducking down and knocking the cart of melons down at the same time. The shop keeper screams and looks like it’s the end of the world "My melons!!!" Meanwhile the lizard is crawling under the fish stand and peering out at what caused the outburst in the first place, it had to be directed at her as she is the only odd one here, well odd one right now.
Russ growls as his dagger stabs a melon instead of the lizard's back, and then he trips and falls backwards as melons go all over the place. He manages to get up and grabs one of the melons as he sees the hares and throws the melon at the closest one, then draws his longsword.
Flint barely has time to get out of the way of the flying melon and frowns as the melon meant for him hits a passing hedgehog whom is knocked out cold, he would draw his longbow out but not so wise in the market place, well he does have a saber as he keeps an eye on the stoat “I say ya leave stoat, and ya won't have to jolly well worry bout a fight sur"
Windrose stays where she is and goes to check on the hedgehog to make sure it’s ok, she is more skilled in running and not so much fighting.
Elora eyes show some fear when she sees and hears Russ, "Oh no not you again...you attacked Long Patrol hares yesterday and killed some other hare that I don’t think was in de patrol but still"
Russ sneers at the hare, "Ohh do you want to play bunny?" He takes a quick look at Elora "Oh not to worry I will tend to you next, right after the bunny...k" He smiles coldly at the hare "This is called..live or die, let’s begin!" He doesn't give the hare time to get ready or to react as the sword is already drawn and already angled and aimed at the hare and then he attacks!
Flint listens as Elora explains to him about the stoat, he sidesteps one attack only to get a slice to the upper left arm from the stoat's blade. He keeps focused and goes to make a stab with his dirk towards the stoat's shoulder blade.
Windrose gasps “Flint! Be careful!"
Elora looks around quickly for something to use against the stoat before real damage can be done. She finds that pie tin again as yes she had went to reclaim it, and aims for the stoat’s middle and then throws the tin.
Russ grins as he sees the blood on the hare and moves and the dirk sinks into upper arm. He growls and goes to swing his blade at the hare's throat just as the pie tin knocks some wind out of him and he coughs, daggers of hate seem to form in his eyes at the lizard but he needs to fight off hares first.
Flint acts quickly and jumps back from the blade as it just barely misses him, but his footpaws find a melon and he rolls backwards and onto his back with a soft groan.
Windrose rushes out of the area to find some help, she is not close enough to help Flint very well and there has to be some patrol beasts around, plus she is one of the fastest runners.
Elora blinks, wow she is good at this flying pie tin thing, now if she could only fight well. She frowns as the hare falls backwards but is unsure how to help as hopes in her mind the hare gets up soon.
Russ grins as he takes the chance when the hare falls backwards, if the hare tries to get up he will get meet with a punch to the face unless he avoids it, and the stoat still has a weapon griped in his paw."Come on hare..I still want to play"
Flint was not ready for the punch and spits out blood at the stoat and goes to give him a swift kick in the stomach "Back off..rotter!" He has dropped his dirk and his longbow is no good to use this close up.
Elora cups a paw over her mouth, oh this can't end well. She looks around for something, anything and then gets a melon and rolls it towards the stoat in holds of causing him to fall.
Russ gets knocked backwards, landing on the rolled melon and smashes it, his eyes come alive with battle fire and he is up and charging at Flint and aiming a slice at the hare before he can get up!
Flint does the only thing he can do real quick and that’s roll out of the way of the longsword as it comes down at him, he feels the wind of the longsword and then pain as the blade slices through an ear and leaves the shorter ear even shorter and almost gone in fact, as blood drips down his face as he manages to stand he moves backwards and tries to wipe some of the blood away so he can see better. He is without a good weapon now as the dirk is on the ground and no time to draw an arrow and fire it.
Elora frowns she hates fights and always did hate fights but she has to distract this stoat as she gets from beside the carts and sticks out her tongue "Hey fuzzy face, how bout ya pick on someone else!!"
Russ smirks" You have interesting names for an odd creature did you know that, and as I said do wait ya turn" He studies the hare and chuckles coldly “Trouble seeing bunny..not to worry I can fix that" He goes to slice at the hare's leg and uses his shoulder to try and slam into the hare to knock him down again.
Flint steps backwards quickly and misses the leg wound but not being slammed in the chest as he gets the wind knocked from him and falls onto his back into a pile of smashed up melons..well it cushioned the fall some right?
Elora gets a melon not so smashed and throws it towards the stoat" Hey fix ya face fuzzy!"
Russ grins and seems to enjoy the slight chaos and grins at the hare, he ducks down and the melon flies over his head as he calls out "Ya missed!" He then lays the longsword at Flint's throat as he smirks, "This was fun...any last words?"
Between his time in taverns and lazying about the shop (Or as Vannon likes to call it, the Lair) Vannon finds that the occasional walk through town is good for the soul, and can possibly knock a notch or two off of his ever expanding belt size. The fox is chewing on an apple core when he arrives from the north, trotting along slowly.
The grey fox is sporting his lizard vest and rapier at his side as he trots into the scene. He pauses to take in the over turned cart, the fight, the melon flinging. Taking a bite of his apple the fox walks closer to the fight, He continues to chew loudly before replying, "Well, and they say this town can be boring. Not that I mind a good hare stabbing but...what do you both think you are doing?"
Flint eyes the longsword at his throat, he is already bleeding from his missing ear and he has a slice on his upper arm, he stays still and glares at the stoat and says nothing. Yes he knows the fox showed up but he sort of has a blade at his throat right now.
Elora frowns at the lizard vest but says nothing, it’s not even clear she is a lizard with her fur and feathered tunic and cloak around her.
Russ smirks "No words..really?" He snorts at the fox "Killing a hare..go away"
"So I see," Vannon takes a bite out of the apple and talks as he chews, "I can tell you are (CHOMP CHOMP) terribly busy at (CHEW CHEW) that but if I (GULP SWOLLOW SIGH) ask, why are you killing a hare here, in the middle of the road. And creating a mess of it I see." Vannon gestures to the overturned cart.
In reality Vannon has no idea what he just stepped into but he might as well have fun stepping into it. "So, what exactly is this? He owe you money? You kidnap one of his friends? Or is this some sort of complex love triangle gone ary. Just think lass, you got two beasties fighting for your paw, you must be thrilled!" He says Elora.
Elora makes a face, "You’re a crazy fox. This stoat doesn’t like hares, he killed one yesterday also on the beach."
Russ narrows his eyes at the fox as he keeps the sword at the hare's throat and presses a little so a thin line of blood forms. “None of your business fox so how about you turn around and leave, or maybe I can say you killed a hare, whats it to you , you friends of hares? You like the Long Patrol?"
The fox raises an eyebrow, then chuckles, "Me? Like the Long Patrol? Oh perish the thought! One less hare in the world would help me sleep better at night. But you see, the thing is..." The fox's voice turns a shade darker, his paw resting on his rapier. "My 'employer' doesn't like people causing trouble for him and his more...shady dealings. And killing off patrol members in his territory will certain do that. I can see you are new here and don't know the rules, so if you would kindly scamper off...I won't have to /kill/ you."
The fox pushes the blade up an inch out of the scabbard. He may be bluffing, or he might be willing to fight...
Flint stays quiet and very still, he doesn’t know if this is the last sight he will ever see or not. But his best bet is to stay still right now and wait.
Russ starts to laugh deeply and then insanely "Oh that's funny, so so funny you kill me that’s a joke right?" He has yet to finish off Flint and it wouldn't take much for him to either.
Elora can only watch and frown, she is not sure how this will end but she really doesn’t want to see death and seems to debate on whether to just quietly leave the area or not.
The blade slowly comes free. "If I have to." The fox takes a ready stance. "Now enguard you piece of trash!" He lunges forward with the ferocity of a coiled snake!
And then immediately catches his paw on a melon that rolls in his way, tripping forward head first towards the stoat and his captive.
Vannon shouts, "AIIIIIIIEEEE!
Russ raises an eyebrow and then just laughs insanely as the fox falls face first in the dirt, "Oh yes the great hero fox....do get a new term in life!"
Flint is helpless to move right now and closes his eyes to think. By now his arm has caked blood on it and where his ear is gone is caked up as well. He also feels light headed from blood lost. So thinking may do little good.
Elora blinks as the fox falls and somehow not on his own blade. She moves backwards and looks ready to run but looks back at the stoat and Flint frowning, well what to do, what to do.
The fox whimpers from where he lays face first in the dirt. "Just...once...why can't I be swauve and cool...just..." The fox looks up, anger blazing in his eyes. He leaps to his feet, swinging the rapier savagely for the stoat’s chest, "JUST ONCE!"
Russ smirks and turns back to the hare, the blade still at his throat, “No last words....fine. Goodnight hare...." He starts to press the sword against his neck more and more blood leaks, but it's not enough to kill...least yet as the stoat suddenly screams in pain as his back was to Vannon and the fox's blade slices down his back and leaves a deep gash. He grips his own blade and growls as he sways some. He stabs down at the hare, but in this state of pain he could miss as he spins around to face the fox and staggers forwards swinging his long sword at the fox. Blood meanwhile pours down his back as he gives another growl, but weaker this time.
Flint seems to wait for death to happen and opens his eyes when the stoat screams, but he is a little weak himself and manages to only move enough to avoid a stab to the chest or neck, it does cut his side as its stabbed beside him, not a large cut but still a cut that’s bleeding now.
Elora gasps as she witnesses this and can't seem to look away as this just got intense
A loud yelp escapes Vannon as he moves to block the blow. The force of the heavier sword spins him, forcing him onto one knee and opening a wound across his upper arm. He growls, leaping back to his feet with a quick flurry of slashes towards the stoat, aiming for his shoulder and then following up with a quick upper cut to his belly.
"You can...toss another melon...at him any time lady!" Vannon pants between sword strikes.
Russ blocks a blow to the shoulder, but the slice to the belly is not missed as a deep line of red forms, he backs up and aims angled slice at the fox's sword arm all the while losing more blood and swaying more now.
Flint looks over at the fight as he tries to stand and gets to a sort of crawling positon and then falls onto the dirt again.
Elora finds something better at a spice rank and throws a pouch full of hot pepper powder at the stoats face"Yo fuzzy!!" weather it hits or not remains to be said. The shop keeper crosses his arms as the lizard frowns"Yeah yeah..I will pay for that" She gets out the last of her coins...great now she is broke.
The fox leaps back to avoid the strike but not quite far enough. A tear opens on his vest across his heart with a thin red line spilling out. He yelps again, stumbling backward. He corrects himself before falling. Now holding his rapier with both paws his sides can be seen to rise and fall with each labored breath. "All this easy living is going to get me killed," The pudgy fox spits off to the side. He shakes his head to keep his vision. "I'm sorry stoat...in another life time...this would be the part where I just...run away...and leave you all to your fate...but..."
The fox readies his blade for the second time. This time without fruit to stumble him he lunges forward like a coiled snake, blade thrust forward to stab and then at the last moment the fox flicks his wrists. The blade preforms another upper cut aimed at the stoat’s torso. "I'm done running."
Russ smirks weakly as the fox stumbles and then a look of surprise crosses his face as the blade slides across and sinks into his heart, he tries to speak and its gurgled as he drops the blade he has and falls sideways, his eyes clouded over in deaths grip as he is dead before he even hit the ground.
Flint watches the end result from where he is still on the ground himself, he manages to weakly pull himself up to a sitting position and leans against one of the overturned carts just sitting there quietly stareing and trying to stay awake.
Elora looks at the dead stoat, yep its dead and looks between the fox and the hare as she is unsure whom is better to go near and see if she can help them.
The fox takes a step back, panting hard as he watches the stoat die. He should say something honorable, he thinks, but all he can do is bow slightly to him. With a sigh he drops to one knee, searching the beast for his coin purse and a free dagger. Securing said things to his belt he turns promptly towards the wounded hare, sword thrust outward, "You." He addresses him simply, "You owe me your life. And I /will/ collect on that one day." And with that the fox begins to walk away in a bit of a daze, clutching his wounded arm as he leaves the beasts to tend to their own wounds.
Flint looks at the fox confused and looks ready to pass out. He backs away from the lizard a little but not very far.
Elora goes to help the hare seeing as he is the only one here now "Hey..let me get you to the clinic here..kay?”
Flint frowns but does allow the help, but he passes out in the lizard's arms after she helps him stand.
Elora sighs and gets him to the clinic as fast as she can, beasts stare at her but she is use to that. Once to the clinic she will lay the hare on a cot and let the healers tend to him as she sits out of the way.
Flint is tended to, his wound sewn and bandaged. Any needed herbs applied and he is unconcious. But He is alive and that’s what is important.
