Lyn

[align=center]Post theme[/align] All was quiet, it was as if the gods in his last moment had spared him the sounds so he could concentrate on this feeling of euphoria. So many flashes of memories went through his mind, flashing quickly and briefly. From his childhood with his mother and his father, to meeting his mentor Koeten. His dark times in Uld'ah as a mercenary with these same people that went into battle with him. From lilinettes constant sultry and smiling face to koeten's old and hardened one. Malgoth's own bearded face, almost always hooded. Then the short time afterward, with kiht. The first time he had met her and Rinette and her. That beautiful face, her kindness. It tok him all the way through all she had showed him, then flashed the first time they had kissed, embraced. When he had met her clan, protected it for her, the people he had killed for her and her mission to protect the exiles before this night. It was all there, time to him had seemed to slow but when that potion hit his wound he heard a voice that seemed to have a timed delay, it was kiht's begging the gods, begging him. "Please do not leave me...” It was as if something tugged initially at his soul away from that soft blue light at the end of the tunnel. He felt everything in him being pulled back, he turned towards the tug in his subconscious and roared towards it screaming as loud as he could. He wasn't going to leave her behind, he told her he would always be there to protect her and so he would. He coughed outwardly, blood spitting out as his wound began to heal slowly, the internal damage mostly as it was reduced to a deep gash. His eyes shot awake as he looked around, his own hands smoking embers flying off them in panic not knowing what was going on. His mentor was a blackmage, and had been teaching lyn quietly on the side, but he had no strength to conjuer up anything he could control and that was a good thing. Desperation was a strength that was not to be trifled with. He immediately calmed however seeing kiht's face, ignoring the man that had saved him. "V-vekker..." Tears began falling down his face as he reached for her, all he wanted was to touch her, to hold her. He was interrupted however by a loud yell as Malgoth appeared on the roof above them with a thud drawing his bow and taking aim at a Brass blade. He wore the garb of nothing else but the assassins they were framing. T ensure that the plan went off without a hitch and the Ishgardians were convinced that their rival group had committed the act. Unfortunately that also meant playing the part for Malgoth, but killing a few corrupt local law enforcement just added to the story. "Don't just stand there idiots get him out of here! I'll hold them off, and please take Lily's body with you." He let loose and arrow that whistled menacingly at the first brass blade that rounded the corner striking it in the shoulder. His bow was massive, the same size and length as his entire body. The arrows he fired were a spear by lalafel standards, and he drew another in a blurr drawing the string. He looked down at them again if they hadn't taken immediate actions. Even with his face masked his green eyes were begging them at this point with sincerity. "I said go! If you want to live to see him again run! Run as fast as you can!" As if on que in the darkness the clattering of several sets of armor could be heard. He let fly another one as an agonizing scream of shock could be heard. He had to make it believable, to complete Lyn's wishes, or else their companions died for nothing. He then drew two arrows and put them both on his string splitting them in between his fingers. He took off sprinting, disappearing into stealth. Two brass blades came around the corner about ten yards away from kiht and the former ishgardian that had saved Lyn's were. Malgoth appeared crouched below them as they stopped looking at the saviors they had found. As they began to take a step forward both arrows loosed at close range striking both in the chest sending them flying backwards about ten feet before sliding on the ground. Malgoth would again disappear into stealth and reappear another arrow in his bow as he ran up a wall of a short shack and into the air drawing back the string in mid air and firing yet again. He purposefully glanced the arrow off the blade of the leading brass blade officer to get his attention. A loud yell pierced the night. "THERE GET HIM!" Lyn's long time ally took off in a dead sprint over the lap tops after landing on the one he had leapt onto. The hyur had a code that he lived by, there was a reason he had this armor. "No blood, no victory.." He uttered to himself as he ran. keeping the large bow horizontal to his side. If Lyn was not already moving that would be an issue, meaning someone needed to carry him. Malgoth had bought them time but not much, a few minutes at most to get moving. Aehteryte travel may be expensive but they had best get used to it, lest they all get caught.

They watched, they waited, they prepared. After they had disposed of the body of the girl they had immediately began checking armor, and sharpening weapons. Lyn most of all armed himself to the teeth. It was as if he was going to take the entire Ishgardian army himself. As if his black scale armor with spikes and blades all over it wasn't enough for the hand to hand master, a long bladed spear, and a single dagger hung from his side on his left flank. The plan was simple, but would it work? There was only one way to know, and that was to put it into action. Soon night fell and they rested. While rest was had not a wink of sleep was had, Malgoth checked and rechecked his bow and the integrity of his arrows. Koeten went through his paces doing a strange battle ritual that involved heavy meditation. Lily cuddled up to Lyn as he laid in his small bed, silent as he went over every possible situation in his mind. This could be the last time he seen any of them, hence why he allowed the sun seeker female to basically lay on top of him basically naked. If anything the girl was kind hearted, sure she was forward but that didn't bother Lyn. He wasn't about to betray the trust of his mate. As the next morning arrived they all stirred, going out to buy some last minute provisions they waited, and before they knew it, it was night fall. They waited until a few hours after dark and set off. Lyn and Koeten wearing black over robes with the same armor and black metal masks on. Lily wore light leather armor with a short sword and dagger on each respective hip. Malgoth faded into the shadows the second they hit the slums, his large thick bow on his back as he went to set up his over look point. Not thirty minutes later three of them stood in the dark alley adjacent to the shack, the front door facing them. Lyn gave a quiet animalistic whistle to single malgoth, sounded exactly like a baby choccobo. Lyn could not see the hyur but he knew he was there. With the signal Lily did a little hop skip up to the front door and knocked, immediately as if like clockwork she heard blades being drawn. The slat began to open and it was as if time slowed as she stepped to the side, as it fully opened all the man would see was a shadow in the air and something leaping out of his hand. He began to scream a warning but was cut short as Lyn's spear crashed through the wooden door with force impaling him like a tack through a piece of paper through his chest. As he finished his throw he landed on his feet and rolled to the side just as a ball of fire flew passed his head, thrown by Koeten. The ball of magic hit the door with a massive explosion blowing it off it's hinges. Using the smoke and hopeful shock lily drew her blades rushing in with a small giggle. Lyn and koeten running in from the alley just a few seconds behind her. Those few seconds however were far too much, for as she got into the smoke two blades came careening out of it from either side, one low and one high. Fighters of this caliber are not so easily shocked, she had just enough time to duck the high blade but her left thigh was deeply cut open as she rolled into the hut, her movement cirppled. As she hit the ground another assassin attempted to leap on her with a shortsword, a hyur. She growled reacting quickly blocking his blow with her own shortblade then sliced upwards with her dagger catching him with a shallow gash to the side. Another Assassin came from behind her opposed to the other two at the door, he raised his blade but was shocked by the sound of a battle cry that was so loud and feverous is nearly struck fear into him. With the dust settling Lyn could see him, and he was pissed. As Lyn got to the door again the two blades came out of the sides, raising his iron armored leg he blocked the lower, and used the spikes on his right gauntlet to block the high one, catching it. As he stopped blocking both attacks a small lightning bolt careened past his head catching the one behind lily in the chest blowing him out through the thin back wall. Koeten smirked as he pushed on behind Lyn as his pupil kicked the lower blade away and used his adrenaline powered brute strength to go after the ambusher on his right. The assassin that had been blown out the back wall immediately hopped up thanking his armor for saving him but as he began to run back in an arrow glanced off his blade. Looking to his left and then to his right he couldn't make out were it had come from. Malgoth stood up to make himself visible to the man, like bait to a wolf. The wolf took the bait as he ran skillfully going from right to left towards the man on top of the roof of the shack across the street. Malgoth drew and fired again just to the mans left, predictably the assassin dodged to the right. "Good boy.. keep coming..." In a matter of a little more than a second the assassin was at the base of the schack skillfully running up the short wall and bursting with speed went into the air. With a sound of confidence his blade was raised for a killer slash on the hyur archer, but the trap was sprung. As he reached the base of the structure Malgoth grabbed his bow with both hands sliding the bow string off the end, as his prey went into the air the other end came off, and finally as the blade came down he stepped to the side at the last second and spun throwing his arms around the neck of the hyur with his steel bow string in his hand. Less than a second later the assassin was missing something very important, his head. Using his bow string like a garote and all his force behind the pull human flesh was cut easily by the thin but materia enhanced wire. As the body fell malgoth kicked it onto the ground and re strung his bow, waiting for the next target. All the while when that was going on outside, Lyn had managed to push his targets back to the wall after grabbing his wrist when he had attempted to slash at him as he entered. Koeten had leveled with a rather burly male assassin and last but not least Lily still on the ground bleeding profusely out of her leg fended off her would be attacker with her two blades. Then as if a switch clicked all parties clashed again after standing apart. Koeten's hands erupted in flames as he moved forward his burly male assassin swung his blade as a feint, but his right leg came up attempting to take the advancing man off his balance. Koeten leapt up into the air avoiding it and rolled to the side. Lily's attacker seized an opportunity of the old man coming so close to him that he kicked koeten in the back sending him face first towards his own opponent. All the while in the corner Lyn struggled to keep his man pinned to the wall. This is where the operation began to get hairy, koeten was still very much injured from two nights before. The kick sent him off balance and kareening towards his opponent who seized this team work to move forward. The assassin sliced while he moved passed in the blink of an eye, leaving the open mentor with a long gash from shoulder to lower back that was almost two inches deep in some places. He fell after a second of struggling to stay upright face in the ground, appearing to be unconscious or dead. Lilinette screamed in horror and shock. Lyn looked back at the scream his eyes full of fear only to see his master and mentor fall. That second was all that was needed as his opponent got a leg up and kicked Lyn backwards forcing him to stumble back. The man whom had hurt his mentor moved towards his exposed neck but was stopped as something grabbed his leg. He looked down to see koeten's hand, the old man crawling with a defiant smirk on his face as his entire body seemed to glow orange for a second. "Not today dirtbag..." With that he screamed and his entire body burst into flames, in a white flash the entire shack exploded. Everyone in the shack flew in different directions from the force alone. The Assassin Koeten had a hold of. The black mage and mentor to Lyn's body lay in the center of the busted and burning foundation of the shack charred to a crisp. Lyn was thrown into the far shack, lily thrown the opposite way, their opponents about twenty yards from either of them. Lyn's ear rang as he struggled upright and screamed in angery, wiping some blood from his mouth. A concussive wave from an explosion such as that was nothing to trifle with. AS the smoke cleared he spotted Lily and ran over to her, noting an assassin was doing the same thing. He met the assassin mid way not knowing where the other was. Leaping into the air and twisting he tackled the assassin throwing his shoulder pad into him crashing them through another thin wall. As they rolled Lyn felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as they stopped rolling his back hit the opposite wall. and he spit up more blood, his vision shaking he looked down and noticed it. The assassins short sword was sticking out of his stomach. Apparently the bastard had managed to maneuver it as they rolled. He drew is dagger from his waist as the assassin he had tackled stood up and chuckled walking towards him. Lyn in a flash, as fast as he could threw the dagger at the mans head, just barely he ducked getting a small cut on the side of his left cheek. He made an angry face and started to move forward to draw the blade out of Lyn's stomach to finish him only to stop mid reach. Lyn wore a sick grin as his hand covered his wound, knowing better than to remove the blade. The mans face began to smoke and suddenly he screamed in pain rearing back. "Burn you son of a bitch.." After just a few seconds Lyn began to stand up half the skin on the mans face was gone, that poison his mother had given him, he had coated his blade with it for an emergency. Lyn weakly stumbled out of the hole in the shack leaving the screaming man behind. Clutching the blades hilt was was all the way to his skin he chuckled sickly. He slowly made his way towards a very bleak looking Lily, who was leaning against a short stone wall, sitting down. She barely managed to smile as her vision was blurry but from the black armor she knew it was Lyn. "Hey... handsome. Finally *cough* came to sweep me off my feet huh?" Lyn meagerly chuckled and bent down, cringing and groaning in pain, his body going into shock as he began to pick her up. As he got her off the ground and into his arms his legs gave out and they both fell to the ground. His back now against the wall she fell just on the other side of the hilt of his blade now sitting on his legs that were straight out. "Bastard cut me deep, all the way to the bone. I-I lost too much blood hon, don't think Ima make it..." Lyn felt tears began to well up in his golden eyes. Her voice began to fade. "At least I'm dying in the arms of the man I love.." He would nuzzle the side of her head as her eyes began to close. He wanted to say something... anything to her, but his mind couldn't put the words together, not goodbye, not some smart ass remark... just sobbing as she faded, his own vision began to blurr as he hugged her limp body to his chest, her head on his shoulder. He cried in agony, the blade still in him they were both dead. He looked to his left only to notice the body of the last assassin, laying with an arrow in his neck and one in his chest. Malgoth was nowhere to be found, by the plan he should be grabbing the evidence and supplies. Damn it all... as his vision began to blurr more Lyn remembered something reaching into his armor pulled out a pearl. Activating it he spoke what may be his last sentences. "K-kiht... my vekker.. I_I don't think I'm going to make it back.*long pause* I want you t-t-to know that I l-love you and... *bated breaths* I don't have much time... s-so I love you. Keep the c-c-clan safe okay? Ever since I met y-you... Menphina guide you moon sister, I'll always... be with you..." With that the only sounds heard from the pearl would be him dropping it as his vision darkened. He had about an fifteen minutes until he bled out, would anyone get there in time? They would have to have a very strong potion and have general knowledge of first aid. If not Lyn konge would die, as malgoth and them had no potions that could heal such a large wound.

Lyn knocked on the door, his hair and face covered by a mask and hood. The door cracked and and a female miqote sun seeker face poked out and instantly a fang bearing smile came. "Long time no see handsome..." Lyn scoffs as she opens the door and he walks in removing the metal mask that covered from his nose down and throwing his hood back. He had traveled all day and most of the night to Uldah. Sending a moogle ahead with a message of his intent and needs. Of course all three of them sat there waiting on him. Lilinette, Uldah born and raised sun keeper. A bit of a tomboy with a sultry side if that makes sense but weren't all sun keeper females? Very proficient in short blades and a mercenary for hire among the city. This job she was doing for free, to repay a favor to Lyn from a debt that she had accrued almost a year before to him. Next around the table was Malgoh, a Hyur male. Mercenary and retired assassin by trade, he was one of the most skilled archers in all of Uld'ah. He too owed Lyn a favor and as such tagged along. Last but certainty not least was Koeten, another Hyur and Lyn's personal mentor and teacher. Almost like a father to the lad he was one the best hand to hand fighter Lyn had ever seen or met. He was here if anything to ensure the boy didn't die. And so Lyn took his seat as they all joked and pushed a mug of ale in his direction. Until a few minutes later when Koeten blurted out what they were all thinking. "So why don't you tell us exactly how much trouble you're getting into boy?" Lyn proceeded to explain the situation to them the series of events that had led to this plan NEEDING to be carried out. How him and Kiht had come together, how she had taken the exiles under her protection and how he would do anything to keep her from getting hurt by these assassins that hunted the Exiles from Ishgard. After he finished his long story it was already morning and they all sat in silence for a long time. Each weighing and considering their options. Would they stay and help? Or abandon him to his fate to do it alone? The sun seeker female looked between the other two, as if they all came to some silent agreement finally. "Listen here handsome, I don't think we could live with ourselves if we let your pretty face get sliced up.. so I think I speak for all of us when I say.. I'm in." Lyns face relaxed as he sat back in his chair nodding solemnly looking from each and every one of the faces. "Thank you... all of you." The next few hours were spent deciding on how to track down ANY of the members of this so called "elite" group of thugs from Ishgard. Lilinette had a simple answer for that since she was raised here... simply ask around. Who had taken up residence in the recent weeks, where, were they Ishgardian or not. So as their discussions came to a close on the first night they all went to sleep in the small rented out space. Lyn stirred about five hours later only to find Lilinette curled up in his bunk next to him. The only reaction he gave was a sigh and a shake of his head, as he picked up her arm off of his chest and rolled over her. Just as he was attempting to get over top of her he noticed she was awake and with a blushing face he continued as she made a disappointed noise and caressed his tail as he got up."You know you need to get me all to yourself while the getting's good Sparky. You're all I got eyes for right now." Lyn did a nervous chuckle shaking his head. "You know how I feel about kiht Lily. But I'll tell you what you get her to agree to it and I'll do anything you want.." He scoffed imagining the the Sun seeker asking kiht and the blood bath that would ensue. But with that settled he got dressed in regular clothes, no armor, just regular street clothes. He noticed that Koeten and Malgoth were already gone somewhere, probably to get breakfast. So he too stepped out the door, he had just a few hours before they were set to meetup back in the room. And so the next few hours Lyn spent walking around the city checking out the various shops, scouting out the area. He kept an eye out for any odd behavior but in truth he was getting a feel for the city again. Pushing further into the slums hitting up old connections and making new ones. He began jogging as well getting back into it, he was already in great shape but being able to run, and sprint freely through back alleys and small spaces was key. More than likely anyone wanting to stay hidden would rent or buy a place here in the worst part of the slums. No one answered questions for any of the flamekeepers, they took care of their own. Thankfully this was the area that Lily had been raised in. So as Lyn was leaving the area she was coming in, throwing a short caress of his head and ears in as she passed him playfully earning another blush from the hapless Moon keeper male. So with that Lyn stopped by one of the small food vendors picking up a charred spiked fish on a stick. He walked around tailing a few known local thugs just to see what they were up to, then made his way slowly but surely back to the rented apartment where Koeten waited and Malgoth sat there rubbing wax on his bow string. Malgoth spoke up now with a cocky nod as he smoked on his pipe. "I see you found your rightful place, eating fish off a stick like a child.." Lyn smirked nodding. "You would be surprised how well fish tastes, it's almost as good as the taste of a woman.... not that you've had that for years old man." Malgoth's face fell into a loathing stare. as Koeten chuckled and they all settled into sharpening and preparing weapons, waiting on lily to return. It was long after dark when she did come back, though she wore a smile that only said one thing.... she had good news. So they all pulled a chair up next to the table as she laid a map of the greater slums down. Luckily for them nobody from ishgard but three had moved into the slums in recent weeks. One was a large abandoned house, her cousin had said there were men and women going too and from all the time... about twenty of them. That was no good, more than likely it was a brothel or something of the nature, that or if it was whom they were looking for there was far too many to accomplish their goals without help. Of the other two houses one had a family in it, so cross that off the list. The last one was a small single room shack, roughly six people inside of it and they had put up a new door with a slat to look through in the front. Bullseye... no doubts this was it or so they thought. First thing would be to confirm it. The night was already half over so, they all hurriedly threw on their armor with the exception of Malgoth and Lily, whom wore normal street clothes the latters a bit more revealing as she was in a short skirt and a brazier top. Lyn could only shake his head. Gods help him through this without this girl giving him a heart attack. The two in regular clothing set out first, holding hands as if lovers. It was a clever ruse, flirting near the shack so to keep a close eye on it. Lyn and Koeten stuck to the shadows in the ally's right next to it, not making a sound. Lyn's trusty lance left at home because it was too big and bulky but his spiked and bladed armor underneath his black over robe was more than enough for him to handle any trouble, which there was none. They listened through the walls as best they could but all that went on inside was whispers, that's when it happened. One of the occupants walked out, armed and armored, her foot steps almost silent. Lyn could feel his ears pin back at the smell, blood and lots of it. Exactly what the hell was going on in there? Koeten patted Lyn on the shoulder and brushed passed him as he began tailing the man. All was to plan for now, Lyn would stand by to make sure that his two observers and their act got off without a hitch. And so as Koeten began his tail on the single man leaving those two stood up and that's Lyn seen it take form. They began kissing and bumped into the door as Malgoth grabbed the hand attempting to turn it, it was locked and you could hear blades being drawn inside and the slat opened. A rough voice spoke asking what the hell they were doing. Lily put on a fake blush and malgoth acted embarassed for a second. "Wow somebody actually lives in there? I thought it was abandoned... sorry!" With that Lily gave a small blushing wave to whomever was behind the door looking through the slat. They both walked away, and all went to plan as they now knew two things, the door was always locked, the people inside were armed. This was now the only one of three that was plausible for the location. So Lyn slipped out silently back to the apartment making it there just before dawn, the others had already arrived and they had a guest. A female Hyur sat tied to one of the chairs a gag in her mouth her face beat to hell, with bruises all over the rest of her body. Koeten sat in the chair in front of her holding pressure on a bleeding wound on his side. Lyn about ran forward towards him when he held up an arm. "It's not deep.. no worries nothing one of your mothers potions can't fix." Lyn then felt the anger well up inside of him as he turned his gaze towards the girl, her armor and weapon still bloody in the corner. She sat in her under garments, dripping with sweat. Lyn took a step towards her in anger raising his spiked gauntletted fist only to have Malgoth stepping in front of him, grabbing him. "We need her alive for now Lyn... save it.." Lyn was tossed and pushed up against the wall by the larger and more physically strong hyur. After a few minutes Lyn calmed to a seethe, all the while Lily had been talking to the tied up mirror of herself. "Wanna tell me why you smell like blood, and why your marked with crests of ishgard? Huh? Hey I'm talking to you..." Lily would raise a small dagger in her hand and slice a notch in the other females left ear. Lyn looked and noticed that it now had three of those.... As lily did this their captive groaned through the gag snapping her head back. As it snapped back lily placed the tip under the captives chin as if she was going to push it all the way in. "You don't wanna talk? That's fine I know some slave traders that would trade a lot of Gil for a pretty little girl like yourself... and that's only after these males here have had their way with you.... oh and me of course." Lyn knew for a fact Lily was bluffing, but he bit his lip as he noticed malgoth looking at the girl with hungry eyes licking his lips nodding. Lily then chimed back up. "So one more time, nod if you will answer my question." She then removed the dagger from under the girls chin and the girl looked almost as if finally panicking from each male in the room to her. That's when Koeten spoke up "I got dibbs on the eye socket..." This caused Lily to giggle and nod. Koeten was not a hyur you wanted to tempt, while Lyn doubted he meant what he said, there was no way to truly tell if he did or not. That was not enough however, the girl glared holes into the Lil's face, then turned to look at koeten as he removed his mask. His golden eyes peircing into her, if she would not talk he would make her. This was not a matter of life an death just for him and his companions, but for Kiht and her friends, the Exiles. Removing his spiked gauntlets and the Chestpeice of his armor he pulled a chair up next to where the girl sat then walked back to where his travelers sack was. Reaching inside he brought out a corked beaker, corked with glass. It was a glowing lime green and he smirked malevolently at her. With this even his master tilted his head in curiosity. So Lyn began to walk towards the tied up victim uncorking it and throwing the cork to the side with his free hand, it shattered against the wall. "My mother made this, a rather wicked concoction that burns and dissolves flesh upon touch. The catch is that as it consumes flesh, it grows, using the compounds and cells like oil to a flame. The only way to stop it from consuming your entire body is to pour a rather simple household agent on the effected area." With that he would pick up a bottle of whiskey they had been drinking on the night before. "I'll give you a choice, you answer the simple questions we ask and I won't let you be consumed from the outside in in a very painful way. " The girl sneered and lunged at him as best she could speaking but her words were muffled. Lyn smirked now shaking his head. "Have it your way.." With that he would lean forward and pour three drops of the liquid onto her foot. Nothing happened first as he backed up the whiskey bottle in his hand. The girl made a face at him with a smart ass muffle as if she was laughing at it not doing anything. Lyn's companions looked at each for a second and Malgoth began to speak. "Lyn I think you've lo-" He was cut off by an agonized sound of pain from the girl as they all turned their attention back to her foot. The skin was bubbling and not a second went by and her bones became visible as the smell of burning flesh hit the air. Even Lily had to turn away, taking a few steps back. The Assassin girl began to openly scream now as even the entire front of her foot was nothing left but bone, white as if it had been bleached. Lyn would take the whiskey jug and toss some whiskey on it, the alcohol immediately neutralizing the vile compound held carefully in his other hand. The girls screams stopped after a few seconds her breath heavy as the sound of her crying was prevalent. Lily slid back in front of her grimacing, this was too much... even for her. She posed the same question again and the girl weakly shook her head. Without warning Lyn pushed passed and grabbed her by her chin holding it with all his strength forcefully tilting her head to the side. He put a few drops of it on the girls cheek just above the gag. She attempted to struggle but was too weak and soon began to scream again. As a nice hole burned in her cheek big enough to fit the end of the beaker he tossed some whiskey on it and into her mouth. She was crying openly now, tears streaming down her face. Lily looked at koeten shocked for a second and spoke softly. "In the name of the gods Lyn take it easy for a second.." Lyn's head did not turn but his eyes met hers a dangerous look on them. "The gods are going to sit this one out Lily.." He ripped the gag out of the girls mouth and she sputtered a cough and he grabbed her neck to as if he was going to force the beaker into the hole in her cheek and she spoke begging for mercy. Last thing she wanted was to be eaten from the inside out, and his plans were obvious. Lyn stepped back sneering then walked behind Lily. Lily stared at the girl and it was as if oceans had boiled over as the bruised and battered girl spilled everything, what they were, what they were there for, if they knew the name Kiht , if she knew where the exiles were. How many people were in the shack with her. As she finished Lily smiled kindly almost like an older sister brushing her hair with her hand. All the while Lyn was leaned against the wall across from the girl still very pissed she had harmed his master. Lily spoke as if on que, knowing Lyn so well and how his true anger was. The girl was crying now not knowing what was next hoping they would let her live. "Shhh it's okay, it's not like it won't be quick.." As the last word left her mouth she tossed the dagger in her hand in the air spinning it as Lyn can walking forward with three long steps snatching it out of the air. As the girls shocked face looked up realizing what Lily had said , with a thunk the dagger found it's way directly into her eye socket and out the back of her skull. Lyn left the dagger in there as he shook his hand of the blood and began taking off his armor. "Jeez sparky so harsh, I expected you to slice an ear off, not kill her." Lyn shook his head, more serious than he had been in a long time. "She served her purpose and we now have our way in.." Lyn nodded towards the pile or armor and weapons in the corner. "She said she was slated to return there after a days time. So that means today we spend preparing, tomorrow night we plan out our attack, then we rest.. then we finish this."

Lyn tilted his head yet again at the matriarch in wonderment. Such a smart and deceiving woman to do such a thing. It was good he had decided on the truth and not to lie, the latter might have turned out bad. Kiht stuck up for him, borderline boasting and he smiled at her for a second looking back to the matriarch again as she carried on speaking about the obvious truths that he had been the masked hunter of the ixili that the forest wailer had reported seeing. Before he could answer the older keeper female however yet again Kiht spoke up in his defense, you see this is why he loved this woman. Strong, quick on the uptake and defense of something she cared about. He cringed a small amount at the matriarchs words of logic and common sense, although it stung more because she compared it to something so trivial. He still had wounds healing from those weeks spent hunting that even Kiht didn't know about. To that end however Kihts words even to him were a bit pre mature, she had never said she wouldn't accept him into the clan. It was then that the other male spoke up, his tone of voice sent Lyns ears pinned back as his temper began to flare. This male was becoming annoying very quickly, his words were offensive and overly rude. This was not something Lyn believed he had earned from any of them. His yellow eyes turned to give the man a death glare, while his body showed restraint his eyes and expression showed one of obvious and blatant hostility. As Kiht and the man went back and forth Lyns teeth began to bare until the matriarch spoke up shocking him back into it all. If Kiht had been paying close attention she may have noticed Lyns entire body had tensed up as if he was about to pounce on the what would have been hapless male. But as Lyn looked back at the leader of the clan he nodded now his face much more serious. He spoke up his voice much more serious now, his nerves on edge. Who was that guy to try and deny him this based on some out of the blue accusation like that?! "Thank you Matriarch for having confidence in me. If it satisfies the clan I will submit to any "testing" necessary to prove myself of pure blood. I am without a doubt that at the very least. Anyone who doubts it after said tests can come to me personally and we'll settle it.." Lyns head would turn just enough so one of his eyes could look on Raih'a with a thousand yard stare of rage. "My way.." He would turn back to look again upon the higher ranking one, sighing and then smiling, letting his body go at ease at least with another flase smile. "And to answer your question from before yes, I am very much smitten with the beautiful one beside me today. If it weren't for her I would probably be dead by now fighting the Ixili...."

Lyn tossed the bag of insignia's at the matriarch and then felt the sudden urge to cut his hand off to release it from the vice grip that was Kiht. By the gods he felt like his left hand was about to implode she squeezed it so tight. His face twisted in pain for a second. Then he realized the awkward silence and looked around just in time to see the other male break out into laughter. Never did he think that the two of kihts siblings would come to the rescue however. Diving head first into the bag puling some out to show everyone announcing their findings to the clan to many gasps and un easy looks around. Could they not believe it? Lyn was confused by the reaction to all of this, so much so that it took his mind off the fact that he had just hit the clan leader in the stomach with something. Then the Matriarch spoke again, this time her words stung. Female name, it was like someone had attempted to end his life. He tilted his head for a second trying to think of how to explain it all. Then he sighed shrugging at the same time. In theses situations his mother had engraved it into him to tell the truth. "My name is not Moon Keeper Matriarch, it is Hyur, one of the Northern dialects. It was given to me by my adopted parents. Lalafell whose village was in the far north. I wear it proudly to represent my past and my struggles that I ave undergone with it. As for my "hobby" it is more of my way of life. As long as I breathe Ixili will die.. I would give my life to protect this clan from them." He looked at her with a straight serious face not really sure what to say now.

So they watched, completely and utterly surrounded by this clan and thier people. That's when Lyn actually noticed it, there were no males. It was like reality had just slapped him across his face and brought it all to the forefront of his mind. A dying race, especially the nomads whose life style of hunting was change to be called "poaching" and they were considered nuisances. Now there was roughly one male for every twelve females. Whatever was causing this was a terrible thing, at this rate the race either die or be deluded. He did not dwell long on these thoughts though. For even though his smile had begin to fade as his mind went through the internal monologue it snapped back to reality when an older male bustled through the crowd in a zealous fashion. He spoke directly to Kiht, ah this was HIM. So Lyns smile instantly came back as the mans words hit his ears. He chuckled out loud at the man shaking his head. Lyn's words were confident and sly as he spoke a short retort, even if he wasn't the one being spoken to. "Eh gonna have to stop you there friend, while I appreciate your interest in me being your next "target" I don't swing that way, heh." Then just as Lyn finished another voice spoke up, this one authoritative as the seas of miqote seemed to part and one was left standing before them. Ah this must be her, not as grand as Lyn had imagined but then again he had imagined quite a lot. She looked Lyn up and down and he tilted his head now smiling at her kindly. Her actions were foreign to Lyn, looking at the symbols on his face closely then the wooden wand on his bone armor. He almost seen her smile then and there... almost. It was now that she asked her flurry of questions, simple ones but then again the last one was the hardest one. How could he answer that? They would surely not let him in. He kept his smile though as he began to answer her questions hiding all emotion as the Matriarch did behind a mask. "Greetings Matriarch, I am Lyn Konge I AM a Moon Keeper Guardian, and I wear these colors to always remind me of what I am, what I want to protect and why I protect it. Red represents blood, I am a killer, a hunter of the beasts that hunt us..." With that he unstraps the medium sized heavy leather sack hanging off his right hip and would toss it to the matriarch. "You will find my proof there... As for the white, it is pure, un changed, un tainted by the times. It is something.." He would turn to look at Kiht for a second squeezing her hand then looks back to the clan leader. "That I care for very much. All of these things represent white and your clans way of life. So I plan to use the red to protect the white. That is why wear these colors Matriarch." In honesty his words shocked even himself. They were the truth but not why he initially picked the colors. He kept his kind smile through the entire speech as if nothing would ever change about him. As if nothing could effect him, he put this mask on the day his father died. That barrier was a strong one and only one woman was ever able to batter it down with such a strength that he couldn't help but fall with it. He waited for the older female and her answer. All the while his mind racing, what would she do? What would she say? Only the passage of time would say, and to him it seemed time had stopped.

Lyn walked with her hand in hand into the small village, the first one to realize was a small male, this must be the one she was talking about. A guardian in training, his rapid fire questions made Lyn smile, but as he was about to answer all of the boys questions in the same rapid fire nature Kiht spoke up a bit loudly that stopped him before he could start. He watched the kid's ears drop and his tail droop and genuinely felt bad for him. So as he passed the boy after he stepped out of their way he reached over and ruffled his hair playfully. With that they continued and met their next "greeters" so to speak. Two females, one older and one younger. The older one looked kind, and Lyn couldn't help but try and hold back (failing horribly mind you) a small laugh at the younger ones attempt at trying to look tough. He just wanted to run over and hug her till she begged for mercy. Yet again Kiht spoke, this time her tone told Lyn she was either really nervous OR simply frustrated with all the people standing in their way. It was now Lyn noticed that moon keepers of all different shapes and sizes began to come out of the wood work so to speak. As if word had already gotten around, that's when Lyn's nose picked up the oldest and strongest scent of all of them. Kiht had told him ahead of time that the Matriarch was the oldest and wisest of them all. Lyn honestly had no idea what to expect though, but as Kiht stopped so did he. She gave him a small affectionate squeeze of reassurance. He flet his nerves calm as he took a deep breath, taking his spear and putting the butt of it into the ground next to to him freeing up his right hand. He had decided a long time ago that if this day ever came he would face it with the same courage and vigor that his father faced the Ixili. No looking back, no backing down. A memory flashed before his eyes of the image of his adopted lalafell father sitting in his chair with a pint in his hand. "Face all your obstacles with your head held high and a pride the likes of which can never go away. Because if even if you fail they will say that you failed showing nothing but your best." With that Lyn's posture straightened up, his eyes looking forward, searching for that strong and un familiar scent of an elderly Miqote female. He said the rule over and over in his head that Kiht had told him. "Don't speak to the matriarch until she speaks to you." Now would not be a time to mess this up, he may not live through the reprisals from kiht after all.... heh

[align=center][/align] Lyn walked next to her, each little footstep closer to where she was leading him. She had brought him here because she cared for him, possibly more than he knew. He returned those feelings with a roguish zeal that could only be described as reckless. He had spent the time they had known each other throwing himself at improving himself to be an ideal traditional moon keeper male. A guardian of her clan, that was his aim, and while he was anything but traditional looking for a moon keeper with his dark skin and white fur he would prove those looks to be nothing more but vain assumptions if her clan seen him and thought as such. A brown leather pack pulled over his back and his spear in his right hand held over his shoulder as they walked, more like marched. As much as Kiht cared about him she was a slave driver on the go, not that he minded that much in all honesty but a stop for a drink of water would have been nice at least more than the five second brake she had given. He chuckled to himself as she came to a stop and his gaze followed hers to the far not so far camp up ahead. She looked at him in his hand made bone armor, and the face she ceremonially painted and asked him if he was ready. He nodded to her throwing an affectionate smile in the midst of it. "Nah lets go back.." He said in a joking tone as he nudged her playfully with his shoulder and began walking. In truth he was hiding his own over bearing nervous feelings with jokes and humor, like he always did. He could feel his hands shaking ever so lightly, not really visible but to him, it was like an ever lasting quake. As they got closer he kept a close eye out on their surroundings. Nomadic Miqote moon keepers were not exactly known for their hospitality for strangers. Could have arrows trained on him as he walked. That's when he looked over to Kiht's face and reached over to take her hand softly. He didn't say anything but, if there was one thing that always managed to calm his nerves it was her touch. It was like some mysterious power that she had, that she didn't even know about. As they glot closer he noticed the cooking fires and the portable huts. It appeared that a few of the Moon Keepers had noticed them approaching. For now he let Kiht do the talking staying quiet, lance over his right shoulder with his hand on it, his left in her hand for now. He coldn't help but say a small prayer in his head as they got closer. "Menphina help me do this right.." With that he would open his bright yellow eyes in the moonlight and put on his usual mask of a kind smile.

This will be more of an occ greeting so I hope that isn't an issue lol. New to the game and to the RP community. Loving the game so far, and after doing a little research on the forum I have finally made a new char on Balmung. I hope to be seeing a lot of you around and look forward to RPing with you! Any help as far as tips and tricks on where to find the most RP and what to be warned of would be much appreciated! My character's name is Lyn Konge, a Miqo'te, Keepers of the moon variety lancer. I like to let people figure out my characters back stories and personalities through RP, and as long as I'm online I'm always down to drop everything for RP, so hit me up anytime! Cheers -Lyn