A mission in peril

[Sliteye]

The pounding of paws could be heard as a band of otters crashed through the undergrowth. But these otters weren't running, no, bloodlust was in their eyes. They were on the war path. They were one of many teams sent to comb out this section of the woodland to find the mystery assassin. They knew he was here, just not exactly where....

The assassin in question was laying prone in the darkness provided by the darkening sky and a large tree. Cursing himself as another patrol ran within feet of him he looked back on what he had done. He should have run as soon as he could from the otters Holt. But no, he had to stay and try to take some of the many gold items they had. Sighing as he rose slowly to his feet he listened carefully, no sounds. Quickly starting to run off he didn't mind much where he was going, as long as it was away from the otters...

The shadows lenghting the black rat kept running, knowing death was the only alternative..

[Kiara]

Kiara had settled in for the night and slept under a tree, however she was awaken when she heard the yelling of the otters as they chased after the black rat, and so had gotten up to see what was going on and why they were yelling so late in the day, when many beasts were getting ready to 'call it a day' or so she thought.

She walked around the area that she had set up camp, not wanting wonder away and end up getting lost for the rest of the night. Kiara was slowly walking back-wards when she had ran into something...Something she figured to be a tree, but upon further investigation, found it to some something else...something with fur.

[Cutface]

A tall ferret with two large cuts on his face smiled. He had been practicing his dagger throwing skills against a tree and hitting the target dead one almost every time when he heard many foot steps that sounded like a stampede. The ferret grabbed his two dual swords and strapped them to his back. With any luck, he would get to use them. He then grabbed his small bag of money and threw it into his vest pocket. He had earned this money from his recent trip to kill a mouse by the name of Lorethentail.

The ferret assassin walked casually up to all of the noise when he saw two things. He saw his old friend to black rat, Calithlin, and he also saw a female mouse watching the spectacle. He smiled. Cal might have had a mission to kill this mouse and he might as well help him. He took out his two dual swords and walked up behind the mouse. "Hey there miss." He said in the most creepy voice he could as he held one of his swords up against the mouse's back.

[Sliteye]

Hearing more snapping behind him Cal froze and whipped around, no otters to see. But something ran into him. Whirling around again he saw a mouse looking at him. Not only that but his friend Cutface was there. Nodding at Cutface then turning to the mouse he quickly weighed his chances. "If you going to do anything Cut make it really quick, I have a whole Holt of otters after me."

[Kiara]

Kiara gasped as she felt the blade along her back. She arched her back forward, away from the sword. Where did he come from? His creepy voice sent shivers down her spine, making the fun on her neck stand at end.

She nearly jumped when the black rat spoke. Seems that the one behind her with the sword and the rat in front of her are friends. Kiara's eyes widened a the comment however. "No, please don't hurt me. I haven't done anything. Let me go." she said, but didn't try to get away, not knowing how well the swordsman was with his sword. Besides, there was nowhere to go with one behind her and the other in front of her.

[Cutface]

Cutface looked at Cal. He was being chased by a whole holt of otters. He decided to make a little fun out of this. "Cal, what'd you do this time? Chop up their leader?" This phrase was intended to scare the mouse even more. He had always enjoyed causing terror in the hearts of the ones that were going to die. But then something hit him, if Calithlin was being chased by otters then this mouse couldn't have been the his next victim. Cutface never liked killing without pay, but he wasn't going to let her free yet.

[Sliteye]

Even though Cal's mind was racing, his senses on end, the otters could burst from the trees at any time, he managed a evil smirk. Taking one of his daggers from the bandoleer around his chest he held it in front of the mouse. His evil smirk grew as the mouse started to panic. "Even a woodlander like you must know that those who know about creatures like us can't be kept alive."

[Kiara]

Kiara bit her lip, looking at the rat in front of her. He couldn't have killed the leader, like the one behind her had suggested. Could he? Her paws balled up into the fists at her side and slowly began to move her left paw, trying to get the dagger from under her clothing. At least then, she'd have something to defend herself with. Her bow and arrow was no use in a situation like this.

She froze as the one called 'Cal' took out his own dagger with an evil grin. Kiara stepped back from him, only to find the sword at her back again. She shook her head. "Please...I swear, I won't tell anyone if you let me go....there's no reason for you to kill...or keep me...you are running away from otters...all I have to do is scream..." She said as calmly as she could, even though her heart was racing and tears were starting to form in her eyes out of fear.

[Cutface]

"How can we trust you?" He pressed the blade against her back even harder. He knew that Calithlin was in a hurry, but if he cared enough to draw a dagger, he must not be in too much trouble. If the holt did find him, the two of them might be able to hold the holt off depending on the size of holt. They had fought off giant ferrets before. They could find a way to deal with a girl mouse and a holt of angry otters, but he could stop thinking about the fight that might be coming, and the trouble that the two vermins might be in. He pushed the sword even harder just because of this thought.

[Sliteye]

Keeping the evil grin Cal now rested the dagger against the mouses chest. "Tell me then mouse." He asked, his voice seemingly friendly, not creeping as Cut, just normal. "If you do scream, and alert the otters of our presence, it will take them awhile to get here." Pressing the dagger in a bit his smile vanished, replaced by a face devoid of emotion. "Where as me and my friend are right here right now."

But the sound of paws soon started off again, and Cal glanced from Cut to the woodlands, they would have to leave soon....

[Kiara]

Kiara wince as the blade pressed against her back harder. "I haven't done anything to make you think otherwise." She said and winced again as the sword was pushed even further. She stepped froward a little as to not cause damage to her back, only to be met with the rat's dagger at her chest.

She gulped. The rat did have a point. If she did scream, the otters would take a while to get here, all the while the two could kill her and be gone before help arrived. Kiara had no choice but to do as they say and hope they don't kill her right here, right now.

She had no where to go, with a sword to her back and a dagger at her front. "..Don't kill me...I...I'll do anything." She said looking around to see if any beast was around that could help her.

[Stray]

((OOC: Mind if I jump in with Flit, haven't had the chance to RP with em' yet? He's suppose to start out lost in Mossflower anywho."

[Sliteye]

(Sure, we could use more people posting. )

[Cutface]

"Anything... Interesting..." He kept his voice low so he didn't attract any attention. His evil grin came upon his face yet another time while he let out an evil sounding laugh similar to the ones in the movies, but his was a lot more suttle. Just after he finished his laughing, he heard a few cracking twigs. The otters must have been getting closer, and that meant that they would have to be hurrying up. They would not want to be found holding a beast captive when Cal was being chased them. He looked at Calithlin to see what should be done next. Would they hide? Run? Or fight it out?

[Sliteye]

Calithlin smiled as the mouse begged for its life. She couldn't possibly think that someone who knew about them, while they were running, would be let alive. Firstly because she could tell the otters where they were going, and she could tell them about Cut. Bringing his dagger up to deliver the final blow a javelin whizzed past his head. Without even sparring the mouse a second glance he rocketed off into the woodlands. "Its not worth it Cut." He hissed out before he disappeared into the woodland....

[Kiara]

Kiara's eyes opened with shock. She didn't like how Cut reacted to her plea. A comment and a laugh like that spelled out trouble for her. She too, herd the twigs snapping and turned her head to look in the general direction of them hopeful of her rescue.

She looked back at Cal as he moved the dagger from her and got ready to strike. Tears started to fall from her eyes and down her cheeks, trying to step back away from the beast that was going to kill her, causing Cut's sword to dig into her back even more. Kiara could fell some blood dripping out of the cut the sword had made. She shut her eyes, waiting.

Kiara could hear the fading voice of the rat and opened her eyes to find that he wasn't there. She smiled a little and stepped forward from Cut's blade, unsure what he was going to do.

[Cutface]

Cutface snarled. It was over. He was forced to run. If a holt of otters decided to show up and he was holding a mouse maid hostage. He was ferret meat. He too turned and ran in the same direction of Calithlin, trying to catch up. His sword was still out and he turned sideways but continued to jog at a fast pace. "You're lucky!" he yelled back to the mouse. If he ever got a chance to see her again, she was most certainly dead. He might just assign himself a little mercenary mission. He turned forward again and picked up his pace because a javelin had just landed right next to him.

[Kiara]

Kiara sighed as he too ran off. She would have to tell these otters in which direction they had both gone...if she happen to come across them.

She didn't give them a second glance and ran back toward the tree where she had left her things. When she had gotten back, she quickly bandaged her back as best as she could then took off, not wanting to be around if they decided to come back for her, however, it was dark and she didn't know the area.

[Sliteye]

Javelins still whizzing past them both the mercenaries kept running. Slowing down slightly so he was right beside Cut he nodded. "Split up, meet back at the merc headquarters." With that he stopped and ran to the left away from Cut.

Soon the otters were gaining ground on both mercenaries, half chasing Cal and half chasing Cut, thirteen for Cut and fourteen for Cal. Their faces were only filled with rage and determination as they hunted their prey down. Soon the distance between them all were closing, the vermin would soon be caught unless they did something....

[Grusso Whitetail]

Grusso glanced about his surroundings. He had fallen asleep by the lull of the river, and he had completley forgotten his mission. Well, it was more a favor than a mission. Someone from the merc headquarters practically begged him to watch the backs of their friends, Cutface and Calithlin. He didn't personally know the two, but he did owe their friend and agreed to do the task. His giant white form was clad in black armour rather than gold, for he wanted to stay hidden. The Badger eyed a holt of otters in the distance, chasing madly after a pair of vermin. He spat on the ground before him before rushing in. The badger was a mere white blur as he scooped up the ferret in his arms, and swung to a diffrent tree. Soon after he went back for the rat. The otters were now not but a spearlength away, and throwing javelins madly. He lept from his place and gathered the black rat in his hands, sighing as a spearshaft wizzed past his face. Just as he appeared he was gone, his large white form across the river in his camp. He smiled at the pair as he set them down on a log. Yer lucky th' ead'quar'ers sent me down 'ere t' save yer 'ides. Dose otters looked mighty fussed. Wat wuz yer tagit mates? The heafty sliver sword stood next to the black clad badger.