Rinivia

RinMira  /me Dusk. The time of the evening where everyone is either turning in or basking in drunken tales of Battles raged with victory's and defeat, Of Lady Loves and Maiden's fair. The small hunters village, tucked away in the wooded lands, was settling for the night. As the last of the souldiers dropped off their weapons to be either renewed, repaired or replaced, the young black smith's aprentice quickly finished organizing the work to be started upon the next morning. A petite young thing, one wouldn't think she'd be able to carry much weight. However her work proved otherwise. Stratigicly forged and perfectly crafted weaponry, ranging between those of blunt forces or piercings edges. While she bid farewell to the customers who lingered by, asking to see if she'd be interested in some companionship for the evening. As always she refused, the men in the village couldn't fight half as well as she could. And she was an orphan taken under wing by the local black smith. Turning on her heels back towards the forge while she ran her fingers through the short tresses of her bangs, she sighed. She was told to keep something over her ears, at least during the day, to hide the length of her ears. The people were human, those despised most other races, Elves were considered a delight for lustful entanglment. She kept her ears hidden well, so it wasn't because they knew of her heritage. They always said something about her eyes. She tugged the bandana she had tied around her head, it covered a fair bit of her hair, but it's purpose was to keep her ears hidden. The heat of the forge had become a comfort to her over the years past. Since she could remember, she had found the forging weapons gave her some form of fullfillment. Her pale caramel skin a glow by the amber of the forge while she plucked a red hot blade from it's heat. Her fingers cluthed the hammer while she began to finish the work on a sword that had been broken in three peices. "Rinivia.." Her attention lifted to her mentor who called to her "Don't stay up to late.." And put your blindfold on, it's past dark.."She only nodded, Wasn't much for words. Then again neither was her mentor. "Yes, Master Jandor." She murmured quietly. Either from the heat or lack of rest, her voice was raspy yet still silken. Rinivia plucked a thin strip of fabric from her belt and pulled it over her eyes. It was thick enough to hide her eyes from those who saw her yet she was able to see reguardless. She returned to her work the best she could from the light aided by the lantern. The hammering wouldn't really wake anyone, they were secluded as much as the village parameter permited, across from the farm lands with a small overlook of the field.

xXDracoFenrirXx  far off away from the village of a well know black smith and his aprentice a few towns away stood a man who where a black and read leather coat . his eyes seemed to glow from the moonlight reflection a bright red as his silver with black streak hear wild look layed gently on his shoulders. it wasnt very long but long enough lay apon his shoulders. on his side was a sword on unlike like most people see . he made him him self the curved blade he made him self in relizing that it actualy helps with slashing. he put a hand to the hild of the blade as he slowy walked through the town. " this place this town it aura about it sickens me it like a place full of darkness and corruption. but i have my target." -he closed his eyes as he would rember the target paper he was given a man with short hair aperently he ran a auction on kidnaped children on the sickess things he dispised - " did you hear the girm has targeted shino " one man would drunkly speak. another man next to him tried to quite it him down the gaurds seemed on high alert and this just made him smirk with please. truth was he was the grim character he spoek though no one ever seen his face and lived. grim became a legend and he personly enjoyed the fear of the wicked. he would decide to slowy walk farther of towards the middle of the town where a bar would be -

RinMira /me Rinivia continued to hammer the blade upon the anvil. Finally, it was too her liking. It looked brand new, It seemed perfect. She walked over the stone tub of water and dipped the blade inside. Steam bellowed from the surface as the water boiled around the blade the furhter it went in. Her skin misted and beaded with moisture while the steam brsuhed against her. Finally as it cooled she gave the blade a soft swing. She gave a nod of aproval while she drew her arm across her forhead. A slow sigh passed her lips while she ran her fingers through her pushing back the now damp tresses of her bangs that remained outside of the bandana she wore. Water formed what seemed to be sweat droplets that trailed down her skin. Rinivia made a mental note to grind and sharpen it should do the trick on polishing it's perfection. Beneath the wrap of her bandana, lengthy ears twitched as she thought she had heard something. A small thud? A squirell dropping his dinner pehaps. While she continued her way towards the grinding stone she paused once more when she heard another thump. Damn squirells. She continued to grind the sword, easing the edge along the spinning wetstone. The sound of a chuckle caught her ears faintly through the sound of the blade against the stone and she peered towards the sound in front of her. She didn't move her head, merely pretended she couldn't hear it. Her work was almost finished anyway. "Well well." She had to pay attention now that he showed acknowledgment. With her blindfold, the bandit that now stood in front of her couldn't tell weither or not she couldn't see. Rinivia's expression seemed stoic while she stood there, The sword she had just finished prepareing was a lengthy berserker's blade. It was taller than she was, yet half as wide.

xXDracoFenrirXx  as time went by the night grew darker grim walked into the bar as he would see a drunken man stubling over with three women at his side. it wasnt a normal bar ether he looked around each person there was people who are full of corruption as he sighed. "well then this going more bothersom then i had planed" he spoked silently to him self as he noticed a man walk up to him - " sir you need to leave now " the man spoke. he was at least twice the size of what he was and probly not bad in a fight. by this he had a hood from his coat over his head hiding his face as the men looked more at him " you who are you any way i know every man in this village and your not from hear...." as the big guy placed his hand on the shoulder he sighed deeply as he clenched his fist making something fall into his hand griping it . the hilt of a blade a small curved dagger and with seconds passed the man who was touching him lost his hand as the guy screamed in pain he simply reset his dagger in his arm gaurd that it came from showing a second blade as well. each armgaurd had two blades attactched. he then place a hand to the hiilt of his sword and watch as several hired men most likly stood they where thieves scumbags they did what ever they wanted for money. " all you deserve death all you have no right for survival but let me tell you your deaths will bring a better aura to this place. " - with a smile and in minutes the hired swords all charged and fell at the hands of the single man in the coat. he walked over towards the target who had the women scared as the men now sober and aslo pissed his pants spoke. " who who are you do you want money i can give you....ahhhhhhh! " he shrieked with pain as the sword pierced through his shoulder blade. the man now spoke again. " i guess you can call me grim . you death is now and many shall be freed from your corruption " - with a quick movement he cut of the mans head as it fell in one the womens lap the hooded figure called grim turned and walked away again another target slain with not a single person seeing his face

RinMira  "Well, aren't you a right beauty...Not so sure about the short hair though.." The man licked his lips. Still she played it off while she lifted the blade and hung it over her shoulder. "Apologies, but we are closed.." She said simpley. She didn't care much for his leud expression. Yet it already made her want to punch him. "You don't seem like you're from around here, The Inn is past the resedencial area.. positioned by the lake." She shooed him. Since it was after hours, she really didn't have to keep up appearances. She was still respectable though. It was then the scent of smoke caught her sences. The sounds of screams in the distance. "Brave little bitch aren't you?" the man hissed as he began to march forward. Rinivia steadied her stance. She held the large sword on her shoulder with one hand while she lazily let her other rest at her side. The moment he reached towards her she allowed him to grasp her shirt. The moment he punched her in her jaw however with little restraint she stumbled back into the weapons racks behind her. There, he had the first hit. It didn't feel like he was going to be merciful, so she had little reason to hold back. She stood from the broken rack, she could hear the noise of her mentor being desturbed. "RINIVIA what's going on?!" She said nothing as the bandit marched forward once more. "Is that your old man? Go ahead, call for him.." he taunted. There was a blade sticking out from her shoulder by how she landed. She dismissed it for now for the bandit was hungrily aproaching. She didn't hesitate. Instead, she slammed the blade down to which cleaved him in two. "Maybe you didn't get the hint..." She hissed. HEr mentor rushed into the room and saw the cleaved body. Just as he was about to erupted into a fit she stopped him with a short sentance. "He was a bandit.." Rinivia wasn't much for words. Then again neither was Jandor. She jerked the blade from her shoulder and hissed. "you alright?" his concern shocked her. "After all these years with so much stoicism, you choose now to be concerned Master Jandor? Is the world ending?" She taunted while she merely tucked the blade into a hilt on her thigh. "THe village may be in trouble.." he said, to which she nodded in agreement. She was already preparing herself, two daggers, the berserker's blade she had just finished preparing and testing. Her mentor grabbed two bows and two quivers of arrows while he grabbed a warhammer and sheild. They both darted off into the feilds where the farm area's rested while they made their way into the city, only to split to aid in opposite sides of the village.

xXDracoFenrirXx  it took a few minutes but grim found him self back out side near a forest looking back apon the town where he just killed. "all shall start to calm and change by tomorrow for this town it time i head back home" he turned and exited into the woods that surounded the base of a mountain as he made his way back towards the mountains. he closed his eyes listening to the silence as a huge wolf krept apon him massive and white about the the hight of a horse easy to ride if it allowed . he turned and smiled looking to the wolf and held a hand out as the wolf press his head against grims hand- " sorry to keep you waiting fenris i have missed you two have you found some good material to work on my blades while i did my mission. " - he moved his hand as the wolf simply nodded his head and guided him to a cave where all kinds of ore deposits would be . it was rich with ore and a perticurlar kind one of draconium said to be as strong as dragon scales and as light as a feather after all his katana it self was made of it the only trick was very few fires where hot enough to mold it he found working with dragons fire was the trick. as he then hood a large thump out side. he would walk out and see a black and red dragon male standing as he heard the voice in his head. "there are some bandits who are raiding a village a few towns from hear and a child murderer in the next town seems there always plagued with corruption . have you ever thought of working with and surly you cant do this alone for ever." grim looked to the dragon and spoke frankly " syris you know i dont take pupils no one can keep with my speed im an vampric elf a half breed of both races though i dont thrust like the vampeers i find it hard to belive any one wants my company except you and fenris"

RinMira  By the time she reached her end of the village, smoke bellowed off the roofs of the small houses and tents. There were bodies laying on the ground. Mangled corpses of villagers, some bandits who had been slain by either brave pedestrians or quick witted guards. She turned down the street. Finding a group of bandits, she shoved aside her hesitation. She charged while her hand gripped tightly upon the hilt of the massive blade she carried over her shoulder. She could hear the pleading screams a woman and her daughter who Rinivia knew had just turned fourteen. She could see their clothes being torn and the bandits weren't shy about their touch. "Look, This one hasn't even been touched yet." One said cruedly. "She's mine.." He growled hungrily. His friend had already began to defile the mother who cried for him to stop. While the bandit who held her arms down grumbled he pried a knife from his belt only to slit her throat. "Shut up bit you're make'n to much noise." They groupe chuckled while the girl was left screaming. Rinivia bolted, speeding her steps while she moved the blade in front of her. Just before the bandit was able to plunge his length into the innocent flesh, Rinivia rammed him against the wall. The impact and pressure leaving blood to burst from his eyes, nose and mouth while the sickly sound of crunching bones could be heard. "I don't think so.." Was the last thing he heard while he droped to the floor, dead. The paniced whimpers of the girl continued while the angry bandits now focused their attention on Rinivia. "Yeah. Much better.. I like it when they fight.." While the girl was released only the be caught by a near by bandit, she pleaded for Rinivia to help. While the bandits were busy taunting, she wasted no time taking action. She darted between the bandits of which she crouched or weaved in whichever direction she needed to avoid their blades. "BE STILL!" Rinivia told the girl while her blade plunged into the ground bare inches in front of the girls front. The girl whimpered, closing her eyes however found herself free shortly after Rinivia used the hilt as a pole to deliver a heavy knee into the bandits jaw. Her hand never left the sword while she landed and glared at the group. "Run, Find Jandor at the other end of the village." While the girl ran off, Rinivia took her time with the bandits. Despite her size she wielded the blade with grace. Clearly from her mentors training. She had the makings of a find warrior. Being her size both underestimated and looked down upon gave her a clear advantage. Within minutes the group was vanquished. She stood with a few gashes on her hip and thigh as well as along her arm. She pulled an arrow from her shoulder and huffed at the bodies laying around her. Her breath hot from the rage that had began to kick in, in the middle of her fight.

/me Rinivia growled slowly with each breath while she glared over the bodies. it wasn't until she saw a man approaching from her peripheral that she froze. Her glare slowly lifted towards the male, another bandit, from the looks of it, a well respected one.  Being tailed by a fleet of his own. Instead of sending them after her however, he merely dismissed them to pillage at their leisure. "This one is mine.." He said deviously while he glared down at Rinivia. She turned, readying her blade while the man then stood in front of her, his choice in weapon a battle hammer. He chuckled as the wicked gleam in his eyes betrayed his thoughts. He wasted no time while he charged for her upon his horse to which with a precice swing of her blade, cut clear through all four of it's legs. The horse screamed as it tumbled in agony throwing the bandit across the ground. To her surprsie however he was faster than she was. Recovering from the fall and quickly charging towards her. First throwing a dagger at her that plunged into her shoulder before he thrust his blade forward, She hissed at the dagger but rose her blade to deflect his blade only to be rewarded by a punch to her jaw. The shere force of his fist immidiately knocked her onto the ground. She groaned a bit while she pushed herself up onto her hands and knees before she felt the sharp pain of a kick into her side. She was sent tumbling across the ground a few feet before she stoped. She moved her hands to push herself up against but when she felt his food press onto her wrist she grunted. "I know exactly what to do with you.." He grinned as he picked her up by a hand full of her short hair. She hissed and spit in his face to which he only droped her and quickly readjusted his grip as he bashed her against the wall with his grip around her throat. "Fiesty.. You'll do well in the arena.." He growled delightfully before he called ot his men near by "BIND HER.. She's going to be my little gift to the Arena Master. It wasn't long before the bandits surrounded her. pulling her arms behind her back to bind her, patting her down for weapons while she struggled for air in this mans grip. "Aaah such a lovely face. Maybe I'll have a taste before i send you away.. But all precious gifts like you are to be unspoiled.." he chuckled before throwing her onto the ground. She was quickly picked pu by the chuckling bandits around her and thrown into a caged cart. Her eyes fluttered shut while her mind went dark. The creak of the wheels echoed out of mind.

xXDracoFenrirXx: a few hours would pass and syris landed near a small hut where a chimney had smoke coming from . grim jumped down as he would smile and then walked over towards the hut just after grabbing the two bags of ore that he gathered.. the moment inside he smiled seeing his forge everything seemed in proper order. the main smelting area how ever was half in the hut and the other half was outside it was the area where he would have syris put dragon fire in to melt the ore. he placed the ore in there and called for syris. syris lready ready blown black fire out into a circle like opening that would stay lit up with the fire. grim waited several minutes for the ore to fully melt then guided the metal down into what seemed to be weapon mold as he then placed his blade near it he started repairing the blade melting knew peices of the metal into the blade and redoing it the blade looked crimson at first as he lifted it by the hilt and placed it in water to recover its black colored steal. he then looked to the molds he had the metal melt into and would walk over they where looking like small throing daggers as he smiled and would let them cool so the would take shape. he stood and walked outside where fenris would stay to the side the door waiting . " so what do you think we shall dow what going be are next target and when are we going turn in the bounty of killing the last scum" he looked over seeing syris aproach and smiled. " soon but the two targets you claimed about earlier the bandits. even if we flew there it be tolate. and the one town with the child murder would be a good one but at the moment we dont got enough leads to deal with that one. so i heard rumor about an arena master who buys slaves to fight for his entertain ment. i want to look into that more after all i did grow part my skils from torture as a slave so i do have some pity for the slaves-