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T'Shara
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Evesa trundled along, carrying twice as much as Ryti and not exactly enjoying it. But she comforted herself with the vast amount of money she would be making once they finally sold some of this. Possibly even enough to buy the land for a homestead, when combined with the money she already had stashed away in her bag. It was dangerous to bring so much money and so much loot on your person, as thieves, bandits, and all manner of unsavory characters would be all-too-happy to take it from you. So despite her own fatigue, and her own body's protests at carrying the weight that she was, Evesa kept watch for danger as they trundled along the road.
It was not long before Evesa noticed dark movement in the trees. She stopped and dropped her pack, shooting Ryti a look that told her to do the same. For the moment, she would look as though they were merely taking a break along the side of the road. Her hands subtly maneuvered towards Dayblade and Nightdagger, the oh-so-creative names she had come up with for her malachite sword and ebony dagger during the previous night of watch.
Just as she was drawing her weapon, two thieves attacked together, without any warning, coordinating their work. Good, they were a little less idiotic than those inbred bandits, shame she would have to dispatch them. The pair could tell by Evesa's armor and demeanor that she was one of them, and would not give up her treasures without a fight, which is why they had not wasted time trying to bargain with her, and had tried to double-team her. Still, attacking the woman at all was a fatal mistake. She was still bruised, burned, and scraped up from the dragon attack the day prior, and fatigued from not sleeping through the night, but even in this condition, two thieves would not pose a threat.
She drew her blades just as she rolled out of the way of the pair's first attack. With a fluid motion, the mercenary swung her body and blades back around, just in time to parry the second blow and stand once more. Her sword in her right hand, she jumped, dodged, and parried her way out of the blows, for when she landed one of her own, she would be sure that it was a fatal attack. Finally, after only a few minutes of the tit for tat, her opening came, and she plunged Dayblade into the blond-haired Nord female assailant's heart, thrusting right through the woman's leather armor. The red-haired Imperial next to her hesitated for a moment, as he registered the body of his dead mate. Evesa, never one for wasting an opportunity, took the moment to disarm his steel sword and hold her dagger up to his throat.
"Thieves, hmm? I can see that I've killed your wife, so I'll let you live. But you were going to rob me, and that's just not acceptable. I'll take 200 gold as compensation, and you may leave to bury your dead." The man before her grimaced slightly, and almost imperceptibly nodded his head, but he was not responding to the mercenary. What Evesa did not notice, was a third thief hiding behind the tree-line, with an arrow pointed at her back, at least... there was supposed to be one.
It was not long before Evesa noticed dark movement in the trees. She stopped and dropped her pack, shooting Ryti a look that told her to do the same. For the moment, she would look as though they were merely taking a break along the side of the road. Her hands subtly maneuvered towards Dayblade and Nightdagger, the oh-so-creative names she had come up with for her malachite sword and ebony dagger during the previous night of watch.
Just as she was drawing her weapon, two thieves attacked together, without any warning, coordinating their work. Good, they were a little less idiotic than those inbred bandits, shame she would have to dispatch them. The pair could tell by Evesa's armor and demeanor that she was one of them, and would not give up her treasures without a fight, which is why they had not wasted time trying to bargain with her, and had tried to double-team her. Still, attacking the woman at all was a fatal mistake. She was still bruised, burned, and scraped up from the dragon attack the day prior, and fatigued from not sleeping through the night, but even in this condition, two thieves would not pose a threat.
She drew her blades just as she rolled out of the way of the pair's first attack. With a fluid motion, the mercenary swung her body and blades back around, just in time to parry the second blow and stand once more. Her sword in her right hand, she jumped, dodged, and parried her way out of the blows, for when she landed one of her own, she would be sure that it was a fatal attack. Finally, after only a few minutes of the tit for tat, her opening came, and she plunged Dayblade into the blond-haired Nord female assailant's heart, thrusting right through the woman's leather armor. The red-haired Imperial next to her hesitated for a moment, as he registered the body of his dead mate. Evesa, never one for wasting an opportunity, took the moment to disarm his steel sword and hold her dagger up to his throat.
"Thieves, hmm? I can see that I've killed your wife, so I'll let you live. But you were going to rob me, and that's just not acceptable. I'll take 200 gold as compensation, and you may leave to bury your dead." The man before her grimaced slightly, and almost imperceptibly nodded his head, but he was not responding to the mercenary. What Evesa did not notice, was a third thief hiding behind the tree-line, with an arrow pointed at her back, at least... there was supposed to be one.