Hunter becomes the Hunted

by **Alex Cromwell** on December 5th, 2012, 11:33 pm

Season of Winter, Day 12, 512AV

Sunberth was a disgusting place. It was a town of lawless degenerates that had nothing better to do with their time than drink, copulate and fight. It was everything that Alex loved about humanity. He tried to seem like he belonged there as he walked down the main street from the Wildlands, but he stuck out like a sore thumb. Kelvic’s were rarely seen in Sunberth, but he tried to mask his race as best he could.

Alex made his way down the street, passing by The Seaside Market. The enticing aroma of fresh/slightly old fish made Alex’s mouth water, but he couldn’t stop. He had to find the man who killed his mother. As he continued walking, he passed A Knight’s Armory. Alex stopped and thought for a second. He checked his bag. He had plenty of money. He could finally purchase the velvet shirt, fur-lined leather boots and gauntlets that he wanted. He turned and entered the shop.

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After leaving the shop with his new equipment, he made his way to The Pig’s Foot Tavern. Alex had gotten a tip a week or so back in Zeltiva about his mother’s killer possibly being here. He knew that he coud very well be killed in this town, but he had to find his mother’s killer, no matter the cost. He took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the tavern.

by **Alex Cromwell** on December 6th, 2012, 10:49 pm

As Alex sauntered into the tavern, once again he smelled the things that he liked most. That of blood and booze. He walked up to the bar, pulled off his fur cloak, draped it over his chair and tapped the bar, placing a few gold mizas on the counter. The bartender nodded and came back with two mugs of Slynternian Ale, Alex’s favorite. He grabbed one of the mugs and drained it in a matter of seconds. The warmth of the alcohol spreading throughout his body made him remember the feeling of sharing a mug with his best friend Mikrus after a day of combat. Mikrus was friends with Alex for around a year, until he was killed by the Wolf Hunters. Alex was furious, so he went to the hunters camp close by and slaughtered them. After that, he fled his home and became a nomad, only stopping in cities to rest and resupply.

Alex pushed the painful memories out of his mind and reached for the second mug. He raised the cup to his lips and drank. He drank to forget, to only feel the increasing warmth spreading throughout his torso. He drained the mug, and thumped back onto the counter. The bartender came over and refilled his mug’s. Alex took one and raised it to his lips. He scanned the patron’s as he drank, looking for the man who killed his mother. Alex knew he was here, he could feel it.

by **Alex Cromwell** on December 11th, 2012, 3:46 am

Alex scanned the room again, quietly sipping his drink. There was no doubt in his mind at this point that the man who murdered his mother in cold blood was in this room with him. He downed his drink, slammed the mug onto the bar, and walked into the center of the room. He unbuckled his belt, shrugged off his backpack, and tossed them both at the nearby wall. They landed with a resounding “thud”. He then cleared his throat rather loudly, so that people who were not looking at him before, were now focused on him. He took a deep breath and spoke to the people.

“There is a man in this room who is responsible for the death of countless Kelvics, one of whom happens to be my mother. I want the vermin who is responsible to come forward and face me in a bare-fisted fight. Refer all bets to the bartender.”

The men in the bar sat for a moment in stunned silence. Then, a man who had been sitting in he back, quietly observing the action, slowly stood up and moved towards Alex. Alex saw this and quickly adopted a fighting stance. However, the man calmly walked into the center of the circle that the men had formed around Alex, and removed all his weapons and tossed them in the corner. He then addressed Alex directly.

“I am the man you seek. I know your eyes, very unique to a Kelvic of your bloodline. My name is Ra’Thun, and I am the leader of the Wolf Hunters. You shall fight me in single combat, no hold’s barred, winner lives.”

Alex laughed, and nodded. He and Ra’Thun pushed open the doors to the tavern and moved onto the streets, the patrons following. Alex and Ra’Thun stood apart from each other, sizing the other up. Ra’Thun was built like a man who had served with the heavy advance guard of the military, and had the battle scars to prove it. Alex smirked, and adopted his fighting stance once more.

“Ready to die?” He challenged Ra’Thun.
“Not Today, Boy.”

Alex howled and charged.

by **Alex Cromwell** on December 16th, 2012, 11:47 pm

Ra'Thun was stronger than Alex had anticipated. alex had gone for his customary three punch combo to the body, then a roundhouse kick to the head. However, no sooner had Alex thrown the first punch, Ra'Thun had a firm grip on his arm, and proceeded to throw him over his shoulder. Alex landed in the street with a ear-shattering "crunch". He coughed, and spat up blood.

Alex regained his footing. He looked at his opponent with amazement. Alex was unable to read his movements, like he could with all the other men he had fought. Ra'Thun was something else. Ra'Thun must have sensed Alex's wondering, and broke out into laughter.

"I assume you want to know why you couldn't read my movements? It is because I posses the same ability, but far stronger than you. I have lived for decades, while you are still a child. You can never hope to best me. Give up now and I will spare your life."

Alex glared at him. There was no way that he was just going to give up and walk away, not after what this man had done to his family. He spat on the dirt, and ran at Ra'Thun again. However, instead of punching, he faked a right hook, twisted his body 180 degrees, and aimed a crescent kick at his head. Ra'Thun almost saw it coming, but the blow connected. Ra'Thun stumbled back a few steps, dazed. Alex smiled, he knew where his weak spot was. Ra'Thun stared at him.

"How? How did you hit me?"

You are too cocky. You should have spent more time training your skills in the Martial Arts, instead of relying on your power."

Alex charged once more, intending to finish off Ra'Thun once and for all. He moved with the speed and grace of a wolf on the hunt. Three punch combo to the body, roundhouse kick to the head, side kick to the thigh. Alex arms and legs were a blur as he pummeled Ra'Thun into the ground. Ra'Thun tried to block, but Alex was too fast. In a matter of minutes, Ra'thun was curled up in the fetal position, every pore on his body oozing blood.

Alex bent down, and yanked the necklace around Ra'Thun neck off of him. It was a gift, from his father to his mother. He secured it around his neck, and spat on Ra'Thun before delivering the killing blow. Alex lifted his boot above Ra'Thun's head, and brought it down hard. Ra'Thun shook with the force of the impact, then lay still.

Alex breathed a sigh of relief. He went back into the bar, paid for his drinks, gathered his scattered equipment, and began his long trek to the capital city of Syliras. He pondered making a life there, and possibly finding a master. Alex smiled as he left the city of Sunberth. His quest for vengeance, complete.

by **Twister** on January 25th, 2013, 1:57 am

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Alex Cromwell

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