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After killing a bunch of bandits...Santiagoth decided to move to another place and rest. He saw a village not too far away and....chose to go there but to stay outside. A while later, he took a quick nap on a tree branch. When he woke up he felt very thirsty and noticed that his arrows had blood stains. He decided to give people a chance and jumped down the tree, he started to take a slow walk around the town, he didn't want to know what others thought about him but he could feel their displeasure, he didn't pay attention to it though, he was already used to it. He entered in the bar, sit next to Infurti and said "I want water and salt...please". He poured a bit of water on a piece of cloth, then he spreaded the salt over it (imagine now it's a wet piece of cloth with salty water). He started to clean his arrows and drank his glass of water slowly. The wolf Adelphos was drinking with other five wolf friends, then he looked at Santiagoth and said...."Hmmmm, another one? What is this!, a freak show?". He aproached to Santiagoth and said "I would like that glass of water", Santiagoth answered "get your own"....Adolphos was said angrily, "We don't like your kind...don't you try to be a hero". "I'm not a hero, I don't try to be one. Leave me alone and, I wouldn't do that if I was (sorry but I speak british english) you" Santiagoth said. Adelphos was very angry, he was going to kick Santiagoth, but he moved before that and kicked him. Adelphos flew and crashed with a wall, breaking it. Adelphos stood up and screamed "GET RID OF THE FREAKS, but the cat...is mine". Suddenly, five other wolves and one rabbit (the one whose butt was kicked before) stand up and took out their weapons, they had knives, daggers and swords. The capybara, the fox and the mara also stood up. Infurti said "I think you will need a hand" and Wyit said.."....it's, showtime..."

Ogier grabs a mug from the table downs the contents in one gulp, than smashes the mug against his forehead, muttering "tea how unsavory. oooh that rhymed!" he shoves a bunch of silverware from the table into his belt, than draws his falcata and gives an extremely drawn out high pitched scream while walking slowly towards the thugs.

Might as well join, better to join in the beginning pages of the story.

Name: Steve
Species: Rabbit
Age: (In rabbit years I guess) 29
Appearance: Mostly black but has a bright white ear.
Physical Build: Kinda muscular, but still pretty skinny.
Mental Build: Rather strong mentally.
Social Build: Mostly a loner but polar opposite with beer.
Armor: Leather toughened up to be VERY strong against most weapons and a black hooded robe.
Primary Weapon(s): A belt load of 13 different knifes.
Secondary Weapons: A bag of little trinket type weapons; a small bomb with odd carvings in it, a few metal spikes, and some relatively heavy metal balls that have raised symbols, each different.
Other Abilities Of Note: Has won several knife throwing contests.
History: His family got parted in a storm. His father was killed after getting into a fight with a wolf. His mother might still be out there.

Might as well join up early.

Name: Omegi
Species:Wolf
Age: 37
Appearance: Light grey fur, with a dash of white from neck to midriff.
Clothes: Extremely baggy trousers, made of fine spider silk, but nothing else.
Physical Build: Short and stocky, but muscular.
Mental Build: Very intelligent when sober, but lacks common sense. And is never sober.
Social Build: Will never talk to anyone, but if spoken too, he responds boisterously and jubilantly.
Armour: Metal bracers covering the entire forearm and wrist.
Primary Weapon: A intricately carved ebony quarterstaff.
Secondary Weapons: Unbelievably large fists, though the claws seem to have been painfully removed.
Other Abilities Of Note: Has a seemingly endless flask of whisky chained to his right bracer.
History: His mother died giving birth to him, and his father raised him alone, bitter and wanting revenge for the death of his wife. Raised as a strict atheist, his father was outraged when he ran away to a monastery in the mountains and disowned him. When he arrived, the monastery had just been burnt down by raiders, killing all inside. He lived there alone for many years, training for the day he could finally avenge the monastery's destruction, and his mothers death. The only thing he recovered from the ruins was an ebony quarterstaff, untouched upon the altar. He carries it with him always. The raiders never returned, and he finally turned to drink, and forgot his past. He still fears soberness, afraid that the memories will return to him.


Omegi watches silently as the wolf screams, inadvertently knocking his pint. Omegi stands up and grabs the wolf's head in his huge fists, and slams it down on to the table. The wolf stumbles back and straightens up, the rage clear in his eyes, only to receive a stunning blow to the jaw from Omegi's quarterstaff.

Running for his life currently, Steve nearly doesn't notice a small town. He dodges left towards the town thinking: "well, I do have 2 wolves on my tail, might as well try to lose them there". He soon loses the wolves and finds a nice abandoned looking building across the street from a building that seems to be making a lot of angry noises. A large slightly charred bed looks inviting after running what seems like 10 miles but was probably not even 5. But not having anything to drink will do that to you. He looks at the bed and thinks the better of it seeing as he hasn't had anything to eat in a day or 2. He walks into a nearby, friendlier looking inn, he may not have much money left but at least he can buy a little bread. He walks in and buys some bread and some beer. He looks in his pocket and decides he would be better off finding the abandoned building again instead of staying here. He finds it and lays down for a little nap.

as the fight scene broke out around him he just continued to sip his tea. as he finished it he sighed and paid the bartender. *wham* one of the wolfs heads slammed right in front of him. he just got up and started to walk out when a rabbit bumped into him "HEY watch where your going idiot" said the rabbit
"i believe you where one to bump into me" wyit corrected
"oh yeah?! well do ya want a face full a fist??!" and the rabbit pulled back his fist and swung it at wyit. wyit quickly dodged and used his un-sheathed blade to whack him in the stomach and then bring it up into his face the rabbit dropped onto the floor with a grunt. he leaned over the rabbit and said "next time, you'll lose more then your breath".

Hang on...I think you guys kind of misunderstood Adelphos' character. Being an assassin, he wouldn't attack Inferti, nor would he attack anyone else for no reason (not really a 'bad guy'.) We can still have the wolves fighting us thinking the various species are freaks, but Adelphos would probably not be involved at all. (No biggie, the posts are kind of fine where they are, but just ignore him from now on.)



The bartender screamed. "Why in the hell do people chose MY bar to mess up?!?!" Inferti chuckled. "You're right... let's take this outside." The wolves calmed a little, recognizing the need not to destroy the only fun part of town. As Inferti stepped outside, he was followed by Wyit and Santiagoth. The five wolves stood and drew their weapons. Inferti respectively drew his own blade, the iron of the katana gleaming against the sunshine. Iron wasn't a typical material used for an assassin's blade as it was heavier then some of the other modifiable metals, but it was stronger and more reliable, and Inferti didn't have a problem wielding it. It was a wolf who made the first move as he sprinted forward with a cheap axe. Inferti waited for the right moment, then gave a hack to the axe and chopped off the wooden handle, and at the same time, swung up his right leg in a kick to the chest that broke the wolf's momentum. Then his claws dug into the fur and he swung himself up using the right leg only, to deliver a blow across the face of the wolf with his left heel that sent him sprawling and rolling a good distance. "Who's next?" the Mara growled. The other wolves weren't as foolish, though, and slowly advanced in a fanned out formation towards the three.

Updated info

Wyit The fox who nobody knows much about
Armour red Samurai armour
Weapons 2 Katanas
Expectations
Likes Tea
Dislikes Killing

Infurti The friendly trained assasin. (Mara)
Armour Tunic and chainmail below it
Weapons Iron Katana, dagger and throwing knives
Expectations Become the leader of the team and find out what happened to his mother
Likes People and alcoholic drinks
Dislikes

Ogier The capybara hero
Armour Centurion Helmet
Weapons Rusty Shamshir
Expectations Become a King
Likes Alcoholic drinks
Dislikes People

Santiagoth The gothic exile (cat)
Armour black Reiforced leather gothic gabardine
Weapons Custom florette, daggers, bow and arrows
Expectations Be the member of the team who appearently doesn't like his teammates but does show his "love" in his own way. The kind of guy that stays among the shadows on a branch of a tree and doesn't speak much.
Master his mind powers.
Dominate the "Dark assassin" inside him that consumes his soul
Likes Water
Dislikes People and the contact with them.
Beer and Alcohol.

Omegi The clawless wolf that likes to drink
Armour None but spider silk trousers
Weapons Monastery Quarterstaff
Expectations Avenge his mother and the monastery. Create his own monastery
Likes Alcoholic drinks
Dislikes Talking to people

Steve The knife master Rabbit
Armour Ultra reinforced leather and black hooded robe
Weapons Many different knives
Expectations Avenge his father and find his mother.
Likes Knives and beer
Dislikes

Runtufan The unstoppable wolverine
Armour Spiked helmet and breastplate
WeaponsWarhammer
Expectations Betray his teammates or kill a teammate in his rampage
Likes Alcoholic drinks
Dislikes Rabbits and rats

to ragdollmaster: I was going with what every one else was saying so you cant blame me...

to cachiporrin: I was hoping that you guys wouldn't see wyit like that so i have some thing to add to "Updated info" Dislikes killing

Name: Runtufan
Species:Wolverine
Age: 40
Appearance: Dark Brown Fur with white patches
Clothes: Black polised breast plate
Physical Build: Medium Height with muscles like tree trunks.
Mental Build: Cunning but sometimes easily distracted.
Social Build: Gets along with wolves. Hates rats and rabbits.
Armour: Black Helmet with 3 golden spikes. Breastplate.
Primary Weapon: War Hammer
Secondary Weapons: Sharpened claws with metal extensions
Other Abilities Of Note: Almost hypnotic eyes. Able to burrow with an almost endless supply of strength
History: His Father was not around when he was born and his mother was eventually killed by a large group of rats led by a giant badger. Preparing to avenge the death of his Mother, he forged the head of a giant war hammer by the fire of a tree that was felled by lightning. Searching for a handle to his new weapon, he discovered the home of the badger that killed his mother, he slaughtered her family with his claws and cracked her skull with the head of his great hammer. The badger owned a great axe, He took the handle for his hammer. He then began to slaughter every rat and badger in the forest. He also began to make new enemies in the forest, such as rabbits but he took a liking to wolves. He is still waiting in the Great Forest Gansce to destroy his prey.

Runtufan sits in the tavern surrounded by his entourage of wolves. The bartender (a turtle) fills his glass with Gancse brandy. As the wolverine becomes intoxicated, a hooded figure shows up. Runtafan, now completely drunk, asks him to dance. The hooded figure pulls off her hood, revealing the face of a weasel.

Outside the bar, the wolves were fighting the "freaks". Santiagoth decided to walk away and said "I don't feel like killing stupid wolves right now". A wolf ran and try to stab him in the back, knowing that he was going to attack, Santiagoth turned back and drew his florette. "you are making a huge mistake...". Santiagoth dodged the Wolf's attack and kick him on the chest. "Back off, or you will suffer the consequences". The wolf stood up and charged once again. Santiagoth cut his neck with his florette before he could even touch him, the wolf fell down and died because of the bleeding almost instantly. "you asked for it, now I'll get serious....prepare to face your destiny". Santiagoth walked slowly to the 3 remaining wolves and he drew his 2 daggers. A wolf tried to run away. Santiagoth ran, jumped and kick him, the wolf stood up and tried to run for his life. Santiagoth ran to the wolf and stabbed his leg, the wolf fell down and tried to escape pulling himself with his arms. "Are you leaving? But, I want to play! come here.....the game isn't over yet". Santiagoth stabbed him on the stomach and grabbed his neck and made the wolf stand up. "please, stop it, please....let me live.....I want to live!!!" said the wolf and then he started to cry, repeating the same words..."huh? aren't you having fun? You don't want to play anymore?" Said santiagoth while stabbing him several times on his chest. After stabbing the wolf many times, Santiagoth said.."hmm I'm bored, I think, game is over...for you, wolf". He took his 2 daggers and cut his neck. The pain scream of the wolf got lost in the silence. Santiagoth stood up, turned back and headed to the bar once again, before entering he said "Have fun guys..."

As Santiagoth entered the tavern he was met with a claw to the face.

@Ragdollmaster
Ahh, apologies, I missed your post entirely, I'll change mine then.

Omegi sits down and calls for another pint, watching the other wolves follow the mara, the cat, and the fox out of the bar; silently reflecting upon the screaming now coming from outside. As he waits for his pint, he gets up and walks over to the aged capybara and sits next to him, in silence when the cat returns, and a wolverine swipes at the cat's face. He wonders if the wolverine wants a hand. Probably not.

Ogier sheathes his falcata as he leaves the bar, and draws his shamshir instead, turning around to reenter the bar as he realizes there's no point to this and he might as well just go inside and drink something, than he remembers he was just stopping at the bar while looking for a merchant, so glancing about quickly he spots a stall with a merchant cowering in terror across the street, so shuffling through the mob with his shamshir drawn he counts out his money and prepares to do business.