The Game Of Wits And Lies

[kuri]

The stars blinking at the night and the sound of people mingling as well as drunken men singing of folk lore, of the warders victory. But there was an elf women that looked in her early 20's just sat there drinking weak ale. Her dull blue eyes hidden by long chestnut hair, but those eyes were watching the shems dance and sing, as drunken as can be. Shaking her head in disgusted she took a sip out of the dirty mug. Feeling alone she curled her her knees close to her chest and hid her face. Her arms crossing and hugging her knees.

But something made her come out. One of the drunken men came stumbling towards her. Her eyes glued on him but did not move. He stumbled and sat right in front of her.

Heyyyyyy, elfie....wanna? she stops to hiccup. Her eyes glared at him. Looked like he would had been set on fire if she was a mage. have some fun? he finally asked. The elf shook her head, hoping that he wouldnt push her. The man frowned and stood up. He reached for her and was a few inches way from touching her. The elf grind her teeth, moving showing the daggers on her back through her hair. the man didnt take the threat seriously. His sticky shem hand touched the elven girl. With in a flash The elf sprang up and had a dagger to the man throat and the other one ready to stab him between the legs.

Touch me again and you'll lose what you want me to play with. Her eyes full of hate, like something set her off ages ago. Slowly the rest of the man's party noticed what was going on, and came to aide their disadvantaged member.

Circling her pulling their weapons out to fight this one elven girl. One of men charged at her from behind. But before he could take a swing at her, the girl ducked and turned, swing her left leg out and tripping the man. Landing on his back on the table breaking it. The other men looked at the fallen member and then back at the still posing elf.

[Ricros Sapphiredge]

Ricros muttered a few curses to the Stone as he stood up and unsheathed Veata. If this elf girl was looking for trouble, she might want some help. Plus, a spiked shield at her back would be useful. Calmly smacking one man in the leg and placing himself so he could watch the girl's bind spots, if she even had any the way she handled the one fool, the dwarf smiled and smacked his shield once with his mace. The battle was going to require him to intimidate the opponents.

"I figure you could use some help," the dwarf said to the girl as he swung his mace in an arc to test the reach of it compared to the surrounding group. It might not have been much compared to if a human had swung it, but it was still enough to slap away attacks and crush knees.

As one of the group slowly approached, Ricros lashed out with his shield wide and followed up quick with his mace via a stab. The hit wasn't very solid, but it was enough to leave the attacker a bit off balance. Usually, the dwarf had to keep his shield on his back to keep himself safe. This was a nice feeling to have someone that would at least watch their own back while Ricros focused on taking the bunt of the hits from the front.

"I hope you don't mind making sure I don't get a knife in the back before this fight is over," the dwarf chuckled, leveling his shield to make sure that anyone that charged him would think twice about it. The twin spikes on his shield did provide a way for him to be safe from the front in more ways than one.

A few more swings from his mace sent some of the attackers backing up a bit. The fight felt more like a game of chicken. As if to break the game, one of the men swung a hammer at the dwarf. The shield the dwarf put up to block absorbed most of the blow but left the dwarf's arm feeling a bit numb. Focusing past the pain, the warrior swung his mace and felt it connect with the man's hip bone. The sheer shattering of the bone left a small smile on the dwarf's lips. It was a small victory, but one no matter what.

[kuri]

The elf looked behind her and saw no one. was some one talking to me?[/i] she thought. She looked down and saw the dwarf. With a confused looks her blue eyes slightly lit up. No one helped her before, left alone a dwarf.

thank you kinda soul. her voice was trying to hide fear but confusion was clearly readable in her voice. Her eyes looked above the dwarf to the man charging. From her stance she used the dwarf as leverage, doing a hand stand over his shoulders to be in front of him. Making her body face sideways towards the human. He need to trust this dwarf or less her back and front could be stabbed. The elf had one dagger above her head while the other one at her chest both facing the man.

Ar tu na'din. She spoke. Her eyes full of hate and looked as if a wolf is on a hunt. This was growing more serious then some roughed feathers. The man took a step forward. " I will kill you shemlem." her threat was no bluff. The human men looked at her, this elf was no push over, and the look on her face looked like she killed before.

[Ricros Sapphiredge]

Ricros smiled at the appreciation the girl showed towards the dwarf. Before he had the chance to reply, though, she vaulted over him and was prepared to stab the man that so stupidly decided to charge the two. With a quick nod, the dwarf spun so his back was to the girl and swung his mace blindly. Apparently, there had been a fool on both sides of the circle. One unfortunate soul had decided to come just within range of Veata striking him. The hit grazed the man's thigh as he tried to back up.

"As much fun as I'm having," the dwarf said to the man, "I think you should take your friends and leave before more of you end up like your friend with the shattered hip." It was a fair warning and if the man didn't take the dwarf's advice, things wouldn't end well for him.

Unfortunately, the man was apparently dumber than a pile of stones. Instead of backing away from the dwarf with the mace, he came even closer. Ricros gave an exasperated sigh and closed the distance quickly with his shield blocking his body. Unless this man moved faster than an annoyed dwarf, he would lose a lot of blood in a little time.

[kuri]

The human looked at the elf. Her eyes weren't lying. Slowly he back away , and nodded the rest of the group that could move away back. The mans eyes glued to the elven girl, the thought of her haunted his mind he needed to kill her but not today. Expect the one man that was facing the dwarf was stupid enough not to follow his leader.

As the rest of the group started backing off, the elf kept her guard up. She seen this type of stuff before. They pretend they are done but then jump once you once you let every thing drop. Their leader still eye balling the elf turn his back on her. Once the men started heading to the door the leader turned and charged the elf. Blindly the man charged and the elf stood her ground.

In the one second that he could have just left the elf cut him down. Slicing his neck open and stabbing him in the heart. As blood seapped out of the opening, the elf face did not change. The was no fear, no emotion what so ever. The other man watched in horror as their master was killed in on step. As the cowards ran away some brave souls stood there. They wanted to kill her for their master. Her eyes looked up to them. "Ma halam." They looked at her, with fear and haterid. Ma emma harel, levno" The men stood stood there, not knowing what she said nor what to do, but to clinch their weapons.

[Ricros Sapphiredge]

Ricros sighed as he heard the sound of a blade sinking into a man's flesh. Soon after, many from the group ran for the door. Of course, there were still a few idiots that stood there and wanted to avenge the man the elf girl had killed.

"I'm guessing these guys aren't that smart," the dwarf chuckled, looking at two men in particular as his next targets. "How many do you think we'll have to kill before they get the message?"

Ricros relaxed as he waited for any of the remaining men to rush him or the girl. This girl knew how to fight, and it was perfect for the dwarven warrior. Although, it somewhat unnerved him as to how cold she was when she was killing the men. So far, it seemed like she wouldn't turn on the dwarf who was covering her backside. No amount of coin was worth turning on a woman who knew how to use a blade with just cold efficiency.

"Remind me not to turn on you," Ricros said to the elf right behind him.

[kuri]

The elf watched the men, and sighted. Swinging her blades to spurt the blood off and putting them on her back. "just go home." She said sighing she was done playing this game, that she knew that she would win. She sat back down in her seat and started sipping her ale but winched when it had human blood in it. Coughing it back in to the mug she pushed it a side, and stared at the table.

The men was gonna charge her but would be stopped but a movable battle ram or they would live with their hides intact that was the only to choices they had. They chose wrong. The 3 men charged, and the elf was still sitting there she knew either the dwarf would kill them or there would be more human blood on her hands that wouldnt bother her.