Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20140829223802/@comment-5583506-20140905011220

(DEEERP :P)

When the drink was finally served she drank it in one sweep before she had a look around. The alcohol coursing through her body wasn't nearly enough to dull her senses. There definitely was a Vul around here somewhere.

(Will write a piece here. Jah'Rakal could perhaps barge right in and join up with her and then scold her once the battle is over?)

As she walked in and between the roaring masses of customers at the inn, she became all the more paranoid. Worried that there might be more than one Vul within. Most likely not, but if there was he or she could come at her from behind while she was facing another. She couldn't allow that to happen.

She heard a scream somewhere in the distance and suddenly became aware of a threat from behind. A little warning bell rang in the center of her pool of senses, telling her of an immenent attack.

She dodged the deadly swooping of a red crystal sword aiming for her head and quickly got up, pulling out her own sword. She was lucky, however the people that got in the way of the sword weren't as lucky as their severed heads and limbs tumbled to the floor along with their lifeless bodies.

The Vul stood in front of her. His face shrouded by the hood of his robe. Even though she couldn't see his face, she could almost smell the expression of fear on him. He had attacked out of fear rather than courage.

An Apprentice Vul? she thought. And here I thought this was going to be a bad day!

"Back off, Jun!" said the Apprentice with a shaken voice. "I will cut you in half! I mean it!"