Tarquin lowered his blade, allowing it to hang readily by his side as he took a quick stride towards their captive. He gripped Lorielle's jaw firmly with his fingers and thumb which served as a clamp, digging roughly into her soaked cheeks with a pincer-like grip as he held her head still before him, bringing his face in close once again to address her sharply. Amadi remained ever-vigil however. His unrelenting gaze fixated upon the silhouettes of the other passengers who continued to be bombarded by the heavy rain, ready to respond to any move they dared make while his leader had his back turned.
"I liked you better when ya were silent, lassie" Tarquin spat at her menacingly before releasing his grip with a rough jerk. He spared the elezen no mercy for her humble plea, little did he fear that they would actually accept her terms however. Tarquin swiftly raised his hand, delivering a harsh strike across the woman's face to serve as reminder of her position in this situation before returning his glare to the onlookers, slowly raising his sword back up to the woman's neck. This time however, barely making contact with her skin.
His eyes fell upon Clavier, the male.. the archer who had requested to know their intentions. Tarquin raised his chin smugly as he prepared to speak, though his expression remained solid and aggressive.
"If ye all behave yerselves then you might just be rid of us no lesser off than how we found ye. Minus yer cargo there of course..."
Tarquin studied Clavier intently for a short moment, pressing his lips lightly together as his glance (moved towards the bow that was strapped against his body?).
" 'fore that..." he began as he withdrew his weapon from Lorielle's neck and instead began pointing it towards the archer.
"Lay down your bow... slowly.." he instructed firmly, his gaze briefly breaking away from the man at this point as he began scanning the area. He had counted two additional travelers earlier, yet now they were missing from view.
"I liked you better when ya were silent, lassie" Tarquin spat at her menacingly before releasing his grip with a rough jerk. He spared the elezen no mercy for her humble plea, little did he fear that they would actually accept her terms however. Tarquin swiftly raised his hand, delivering a harsh strike across the woman's face to serve as reminder of her position in this situation before returning his glare to the onlookers, slowly raising his sword back up to the woman's neck. This time however, barely making contact with her skin.
His eyes fell upon Clavier, the male.. the archer who had requested to know their intentions. Tarquin raised his chin smugly as he prepared to speak, though his expression remained solid and aggressive.
"If ye all behave yerselves then you might just be rid of us no lesser off than how we found ye. Minus yer cargo there of course..."
Tarquin studied Clavier intently for a short moment, pressing his lips lightly together as his glance (moved towards the bow that was strapped against his body?).
" 'fore that..." he began as he withdrew his weapon from Lorielle's neck and instead began pointing it towards the archer.
"Lay down your bow... slowly.." he instructed firmly, his gaze briefly breaking away from the man at this point as he began scanning the area. He had counted two additional travelers earlier, yet now they were missing from view.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
