Makorr: Junction {Open RP}

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

Ears still ringing from the impact, JJ pulls himself to a somewhat standing position against the wall. His mace is too far away to be of any use so he resorts to pulling out his dagger. Shield half-raised the young man starts to slowly circle towards the hobgoblins side. Even if the creature follows his movement at least now he will have more space to manouver in.

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

The hobgoblin groped blindly at the wall, missing JJ by a wide margin and leaving itself open for an attack.

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

JJ lunged forward, aiming his stab towards the neck of the hobgoblin. Hobgoblins did have the same arteries as humans, right?

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

The dagger parted the layer of fat and, apparently, hit something vital before a muscle spasm rendered it stuck. Slightly acidic blood rushed out in a vile stream, stinking hideously. The creature pawed blindly at its neck, JJ completely forgotten; the hobgoblin was dead, it just had not realized it yet.

Meanwhile, Mercer had managed to pull himself upright. His injured arm hung flaccidly, blood soaking his glove and dripping off his fingertips. The goblin he had clobbered in the noggin was still down, clutching at its head and whining quietly — but the other was already up and advancing, slower this time.

Post by oneforthemoney

Character: Jonas, Recheck Master of Squares
Location: Dun Morogh

Jonas snapped his finger at Stitch. "Yes."

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

Unable to remove the dagger from the hobgoblin's neck JJ smashed the edge of his shield to the back of Stinky's skull before darting to pick up his mace. He then turned back towards the fight and took a second to assess the situation. It seemed that the choice was between helping Mercer and making sure that the currently incapasitated goblin would pose no further problems.

With an adrenaline fueled roar, JJ charged towards the standing goblin.

Post by morginar

Character: Martin
Location: Dun Morogh

"It's better we stay grouped. We still need to kill boars, and we could barely kill one." Martin stated the obvious, in his eyes at least.

Post by oneforthemoney

Character: Jonas, Recheck Master of Squares
Location: Dun Morogh

Jonas shrugged. "Alright. Let's try that way then," he said, pointing vaguely with his wand towards the deeper forest.

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

The goblin hesitated. Apparently, it had counted on the hobgoblin to take out the heavily armored human, and was now thoroughly unprepared for dealing with two enemies at once. Finally, it turned to run away in fear — but by then, JJ was within melee range.

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

JJ brought his mace down on the goblin as he ran past it, planning to get infront of the assailant and thus block their retreat.

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

JJ's attack connected with the midget; it fell down face-first and, expending the remaining momentum, skidded forward several inches before coming to a stop.

Mercer thought that the fight looked to be over. His body caught that thought and ran with it, bending in half and noisily vomiting out his dinner. He had now to lean onto his bat for support.

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

JJ remained in a battle stance, eyeing the two goblins on the ground.

- "You all right Godric?", he asked as he slowly walked back to the goblin he had felled and nudged it with his boot.

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

Mercer jerked his head up to stare at JJ, his face drained of color, his eyes bloodshot, his breathing uneven and fast. An errant thought entered Alistair's head, the other still remembered about the pseudonyms, wonderful. He would do well to do the same.

"Hurts," he panted weakly.

One would find it hard to discern the goblins from one another, both helpless, whimpering and, for now, of no particular threat to anyone - that is, unless one counted their stench, which was a low-range chemical weapon in and of itself.

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

The sight of Alistair's state snapped JJ out of his 'battle focus'. He quickly dashed to get his dagger back before returning to Mercer.

- "Can you walk? And what are we gonna do with those?", he asked nodding towards the two goblins.

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

Mercer blinked dully. He had to focus there, and fast, before another random encounter left the two of them bleeding into the sewers.

"Gimme a sec," he croaked. Right, first, take a deep breath through the mouth, slowly, like that. Next, try to ignore the pain in the arm. Easier than it sounds, but then again, it was a matter of priorities. Alistair sternly reminded himself that if he wanted to keep his arm the biggest of his concerns, he would have to jumpstart his noggin into productive mode. Say, how about meeting, for the sake of mental experiment, three more hobgoblins and a dozen filthy hobos, each of them dead set on taking his boots?

Fear leads to anger. It also leads to a small burst of adrenaline that will hopefully keep him running long enough to get to a safe haven. With his boots intact, too.

"Mine," Mercer growled angrily, then realized he said it aloud and added hastily, "Um, I mean, I think I -huff- can walk? -huff- As for, for, -huff- the goblins-"

He had to pause again. The mere thought of looting the stinking things almost made him vomit again, and it was only through a sheer effort of will that he fought the urge down.

"-huff- Slit their -huff- throats," Alistair uttered through gritted teeth.

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

JJ grimaced and walked to the first of the goblins on the ground. He pressed his knee on the back of the goblin and with trembling hands pulled his dagger. He had never killed anybody or anything. Well apart from the hobgoblin just now. but not actually murdered in cold blood. His stomach was turning and bile creeped up to his throat.

He quickly swallowed it back down and took two deep breaths before pulling his blade across the small creatures throat. Blood rushed out of the cut, drenching his gauntlet. The goblin kicked a few times, making gurgling noises and then lied still. The pool of blood slowly grew on the ground.

The second one wasn't as hard. A quick slice and let the goblin paw at it's neck in a vain hope of stopping the blood flow. JJ stared at the scene for some moments before realization hit him hard. He was a killer now. The hobgoblin had been simple self-defence, but these two had been helpless. Murder. The young man fell to his knees and vomited violently. After finally composing himself again, he quickly wiped the dagger clean and returned to Mercer - refusing to look at the bloodied corpses again.

- "Let's go"

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

Alistair watched his companion closely. He found it hard to gather his thoughts properly and think up the most efficient way to deal with this situation and offer some comfort. Then again, were he more clearheaded, he would probably do the deed himself.

"You -huff- alright?" he managed, starting towards JJ. He nursed his injured arm against his chest, half-consciously trying to stop more of his blood from dripping on the street.

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

- "Been better", JJ answered. He glanced at Mercer's arm.

- "We're gonna need a medic for that one."

Post by Behelich

Character: Alistair Mercer
Location: Booty Bay

Mercer grunted agreeably. He took his steps out of the dead end, steering clear from the little corpses. The throbbing in his arm made him exert far more effort than normal to remain aware of his surroundings; when he thought he heard the sound of voices, Alistair honed in on its direction, eager to leave the narrow alleys behind.

Thankfully, he wasn't hallucinating. After all, his wound wasn't all that grievous, he simply had precious little prior experience with pain. He always hoped pain would stay a relatively small part of his life, but it seemed he was bound to taste all kinds of physical activity here. Anyhow, they emerged onto a crowded street once more, and the first thing Mercer did was asking for directions to the nearest chapel.

He got lucky on his third attempt; apparently, the bypasser he spoke to took pity on him just enough to answer his question briskly before continuing on his way.

"-huff- Wonderful," Mercer breathed, still sickly pale.

Post by Krutos

JJ
Booty Bay

JJ was still very much shocked for what he had done. Thoughts raced through his head, always looping back to that one word. Murderer. But it was a kill-or-be-killed situation. There is always a choice. Murderer.

As the adrenaline in his body faded, JJ also became more aware of his own bruises. Many places of his body were hurting, his head especially. It also seemed that the hobgoblins blood had burned through the right sleeve of his shirt and made contact with his own skin as several minor burns dotted his arm.

Like a robot, JJ followed Mercer.

Makorr: Junction {Open RP}

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