Project Name: Kerice
-Pronounced “care-iss”
Avatar Id: #9316
Appearance:
Standing only 4’6, Kerice was designed to prove than any size could fight and win. With two asymmetrical horns, a pair of fluffy, pointy fox-like ears, a little tail resembling that of a deer’s, and hooved, furry...
"From the looks of it none of them were harmed, but it was also difficult to see as all the lights were out by the time I got there. Its an isolated cabin just East of here. Do tread carefully," I warn. There could be so much danger in that forest that I got around, or even the girls themselves...
Do I tell him? I contemplate this for a moment. I risk either whatever this guy was "protecting" the girls from or just getting them home safely. "I did find your daughter, along with the other girls, but they refused to leave the cabin. I can't carry all of them home as one person, and none of...
I decide to hand over the fingers first, as I'd rather not keep them on my person. I make my way towards Sharen, hoping to keep track of where I'm going by using landmarks. I bring my blade up as I walk and examine it; worn out, a few nicks, scratches, and a mix of dried and fresh blood. I...
I move towards the surrounding woods to cut off two fingers from the deceased man and stow them away. Then, with a straight face, I begin hiding his body somewhere difficult to find. I really hope those girls don't find his body out here... And I do hope they return home. What else am I supposed...
I stare at the girl now, and I know I want to speak but words do not form. I hesitate a moment, then retrieve my sword and stand. Finally, I can speak.
"Take care of them well," is all I manage out. I wouldn't be able to convince them to come back with me, not only was it dangerous but...
I gaze at the mess I've made and cringe a bit. Each and every target I've ever eliminated... all of them... it's always the same feeling. I know I must carry the burden of killing another creature that is much like myself, and I know the consequences of my actions. At first, I had to, had to do...
Upon hearing this, I hesitate, my hand fumbling for the weathered longsword stashed to my side. I gulp quietly and breathe in and out slowly, calming myself. This is your target, Andy. Don't mess up. I bite my lip again and try to figure out where the best place to stab him is. The stomach would...
I bite my lip slightly and look over the girls. They seemed different from this point of view... I can't just waltz out of here with all of them in tow without the guy noticing. I pondered for a moment and wandered towards where the guy was. He was the target, I have to either capture him or...