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[wolfenris]

Elves, dwarves and magic are commonplace.

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[vote_for_pedro]

Do you believe in ligers, too?

[wolfenris]

I do not know what such a thing is.

[vote_for_pedro]

It's like a lion crossed with a tiger. They're bred for their skills in magic. They're only like, my favourite animal.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Elves, dwarves and magic? How much have you drunk, boy?

<3 Guy

[wolfenris]

Boy? *Fenris glares at him and those tattoos across his body begin to glow faintly with anger*

I am no boy. Fool.

Re: <3 Guy

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

You do not look old enough to be a man. [He was good at insulting. Sorry, Fenris.]

Fool? Do you not insult a man of the law.

[wolfenris]

I insult whom I choose.

*Fenris tilts his head revealing the long, delicately pointed elven ears* Fool.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Is that so? I could have you clapped in irons or hung for treason against the king and myself. [Well, maybe more the king, Guy.]

[wolfenris]

You could try. *Fenris' voice is a low growl* who are you, anyway?

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Sir Guy of Gisbourne. And you, whelp? [He's a dick. Sorry, Fenris.]

[wolfenris]

I am Fenris. And no whelp.

*he doesn't back down At All*

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Fenris. You seem to have a temper and a lack of obeying your superiors I see. [Like the leather? Do you? Please say you do.]

[wolfenris]

You are not my superior.

*Mmmm yes the leather is very nice, Fenris approves, especially since his own legs are wearing tight soft leather leggings*

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

I am superior in these parts. You are in Nottingham where I work for the Sheriff. You'd do well to keep that tongue in your mouth, boy.

[Guy just likes acting the pretty boy and flashing his lavishly expensive clothes around past the peasants. Also, stretching across his muscled thighs.]

[wolfenris]

You would do well not to threaten me.

*Mmmmmm muscled thiiiiighs. And he is very pretty*

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Likewise, boy. I have a sharp sword and are not afraid to use it. [He also has two very sharp throwing knives in his boots but shhhh....

Oh, and he likes being pretty.]

[wolfenris]

As do I.

*Fenris' hand lifts to the hilt of his huge greatsword on his back, the tattoos flickering with light again in his agitation.*

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

[Bringing the big swords out now? So much sexual tension in the air. Can't you smell the testostorone?]

Oh, is that so? You are a little on the short side, boy.

[wolfenris]

You are large oafish and lumbering. I foresee little challenge should it come to blows.

*oh yes feel the manliness, and swords are every sexual *

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

How dare you. [He withdrew his sword within a heartbeat and had the blade pressed at the elf's neck.]

[wolfenris]

*the speed with which Fenris moves is inhuman, one moment the sword is at his throat and the next he is by one of Guy's guards his brands glowing as his hand phases into his cheat gripping his heart. With a savage yank he rips it out, and then, draws his sword*

I dare.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

[Guy swallowed thickly as he saw one of his guards drop dead. Witchcraft. The boy was a witch obviously.]

You killed a guard of King John's army. You will pay dearly for that. [Guy snarled as he lept off his horse and went to smash his blade against Fenris's.]

[wolfenris]

*Fenris brought his blade up, parrying the strike as he moves back, into clearer space, where his speed will be more effective* I killed a lackey to prove a point.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

He was not a lacky but one of my guards. Fool! [Guy snarled as he went to slice his blade through the elf's chest.]

[wolfenris]

He was inconsequential.

* Fenris darts back and the brands flare once more and suddenly, Fenris is right there using that preternatural force and strength to smash into Guy*

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

He was not. [He growled.]

What in God's name?- [Guy was cut off from the force of the elf's blast as he went reeling into the grass.]

[wolfenris]

*and Fenris pounced his hand phasing easily into Guy's chest, his gauntleted fingers curling around its beating warmth*

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip it out right now.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

[No. This was not happening. He was about to be killed by a witch using his evil craft to tear his heart out.]

This is..witchcraft. You are a witch. [He tried to hide his trembling hands. He'd never been much good with handling witches and such.]

You cheated.

[wolfenris]

*Fenris snarls furiously*

I am no Mage! And there are no rules in combat. Merely those who survive and those who fall.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

Yet, you use magic. How can this be? [He was clearly terrified with the elf's hand wrapped around his beating heart.]

[wolfenris]

It is not magic... *he leans in* a Mage did this to me.

*slowly he withdraws his hand* remember this next time you insult lost travelers.

[slyguy_ofgisbourne]

[Guy's breathing calms down as the elf takes his hand out of his chest. Thank God.]

You have a formidable power, boy. Do you always kill your opponents by ripping out their hearts?

[wolfenris]

I am not a boy. And most enemies die at my blade.

*lithely he climbs off Guy*