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All it would take is a little more pressure and the crescent shaped blade she held in her hand up against the creeps neck would slice through his delicate skin. "I told you to leave her alone, I warned you that if you touched her if you even went near her, I would end you." The man before her was a lowlife thug who lived in this cursed forest. A week ago a witch, who to her surprise was quite pleasant, asked for her services. Diana, being a mercenary was sought out all the time by all the different types of creatures who lived in the forest. But, never had a witch ask for help. The witch seemed to be scared, young and new to her craft. She had said that she was being followed and harassed by a brute who thought that muscles were better than brains. Surprisingly enough to Diana, the witch refuses to use her magic for any evil purposes, but desperately wanted this creep off her tail. Diana had told her she would help and immediately found the brute and threaten him.
As most idiots do, he ignored her warning, and she found him in the bar, trying to take a grab at the young witch's bottom. He wasn't so smiley after Diana dragged him out of the bar by his shirt and held him by blade against a tree.
"So why the hell are you grabbing a feel?" She growled at him " Better yet why were you in the same place as her?" Diana held her gaze with his terrified eyes. The man shamefully started to beg,
" Please don't kill me, please-"
"Enough." Diana shouted, she stood silent a moment hesitating on whether she should just kill him now and eliminate any further problems, or take the chance of him bothering her again. "Leave this area of the forest, if I ever catch you anywhere near this part of the forest, I will not hesitate to kill you." She removed the crescent sword from his neck, gave him one last warning look and walked back to the bar. The witch, who had been watching the events take place through an open window, thanked her and went back to her drink. Diana found a unoccupied table in the back, and ordered a drink.
The bar seemed to be full and loud. It wasn't Diana's first choice of a place to stop, but she didn't feel like traveling farther for a simple drink. Some fool came to her table in the back corner of the bar, using a drunken pickup line, and partially spilling his drink on the floor. All she had to do was shoot him a warning look and he turned right back around and went to the next table. After she watched him stumble away she sighed and sipped on her ice tea that the waitress had given her and continued to survey the bar.
Diana sipped on her tea for a while longer, watching as people go in and out the bar doors. She closed her eyes and listened to all the different conversations in the bar. Nothing was of interest. The waitress came over and asked to fill her drink, but Diana kindly declined. She paid her tab and left the bar. She didn't have any other clients for the day so she had no where to be. As she departed from the bar, she thought it would be nice to find a nice spot, and clean her blade. She walked away from the town hoping to create enough distance to where there would be no disturbances from any of the townsfolk. Aimlessly walking throughout the brush she felt she had neared enough distance. That was until she notice someone was passed out beneath a canopy of trees. She moved closer to the creature trying to get a good view, but her vision was obscured by the bushes around the body. "Hello, Are you okay?" She asked in the direction of the body.
As most idiots do, he ignored her warning, and she found him in the bar, trying to take a grab at the young witch's bottom. He wasn't so smiley after Diana dragged him out of the bar by his shirt and held him by blade against a tree.
"So why the hell are you grabbing a feel?" She growled at him " Better yet why were you in the same place as her?" Diana held her gaze with his terrified eyes. The man shamefully started to beg,
" Please don't kill me, please-"
"Enough." Diana shouted, she stood silent a moment hesitating on whether she should just kill him now and eliminate any further problems, or take the chance of him bothering her again. "Leave this area of the forest, if I ever catch you anywhere near this part of the forest, I will not hesitate to kill you." She removed the crescent sword from his neck, gave him one last warning look and walked back to the bar. The witch, who had been watching the events take place through an open window, thanked her and went back to her drink. Diana found a unoccupied table in the back, and ordered a drink.
The bar seemed to be full and loud. It wasn't Diana's first choice of a place to stop, but she didn't feel like traveling farther for a simple drink. Some fool came to her table in the back corner of the bar, using a drunken pickup line, and partially spilling his drink on the floor. All she had to do was shoot him a warning look and he turned right back around and went to the next table. After she watched him stumble away she sighed and sipped on her ice tea that the waitress had given her and continued to survey the bar.
Diana sipped on her tea for a while longer, watching as people go in and out the bar doors. She closed her eyes and listened to all the different conversations in the bar. Nothing was of interest. The waitress came over and asked to fill her drink, but Diana kindly declined. She paid her tab and left the bar. She didn't have any other clients for the day so she had no where to be. As she departed from the bar, she thought it would be nice to find a nice spot, and clean her blade. She walked away from the town hoping to create enough distance to where there would be no disturbances from any of the townsfolk. Aimlessly walking throughout the brush she felt she had neared enough distance. That was until she notice someone was passed out beneath a canopy of trees. She moved closer to the creature trying to get a good view, but her vision was obscured by the bushes around the body. "Hello, Are you okay?" She asked in the direction of the body.