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Re: Chapter 5 Home is where the Heart is (Ubberific) GMed by ranger
After her scolding Rikke looked to the small park where the fox had made good its escape. Still as she looked to the rather impressive vegetation that seemed to threaten to over take the small stone wall that confined it her thoughts drifted to the Glory. Surely if she wanted to avoid another scolding she should report the all clear.
Heading back the streets where much calmer no cries of distress echoed as the townsfolk made their way back home. Rikke herself found the streets quickly darkening with only a few older men out lighting the lamps to keep the streets lit. As she rounded one corner however her neck hairs stood on end. A sense of dread seemed to well inside her and the winded picked up with Yuna's faint voice. "Run!" Of course Rikke hardly ever listened to voices and turned to where she felt the dread. In an ally way stood the man that was flying threw the air earlier. His wicked curved blade dripping with fresh blood. At his feet lay a guardsmen of the watch body absolutely diced and sliced open. As Rikke watched the massive burns he had suffered seemed to heal and close as the blood of his victim seemed to sink inside him. Taking a step forward he stared at Rikke his eyes gleaming with bloodlust his mouth agape and drool running from his mouth.
After her scolding Rikke looked to the small park where the fox had made good its escape. Still as she looked to the rather impressive vegetation that seemed to threaten to over take the small stone wall that confined it her thoughts drifted to the Glory. Surely if she wanted to avoid another scolding she should report the all clear.
Heading back the streets where much calmer no cries of distress echoed as the townsfolk made their way back home. Rikke herself found the streets quickly darkening with only a few older men out lighting the lamps to keep the streets lit. As she rounded one corner however her neck hairs stood on end. A sense of dread seemed to well inside her and the winded picked up with Yuna's faint voice. "Run!" Of course Rikke hardly ever listened to voices and turned to where she felt the dread. In an ally way stood the man that was flying threw the air earlier. His wicked curved blade dripping with fresh blood. At his feet lay a guardsmen of the watch body absolutely diced and sliced open. As Rikke watched the massive burns he had suffered seemed to heal and close as the blood of his victim seemed to sink inside him. Taking a step forward he stared at Rikke his eyes gleaming with bloodlust his mouth agape and drool running from his mouth.