Closed Something Best Stumbled Upon (Roshtah)

[Kaie]

25th of Fall, 513 AV
17th Bell

Syna's departure across the sky was performed in a vibrant display of color. Her radiance ignited the sky in a stunning palate of reds, oranges, and yellows. Fluffy clouds were scattered here and there, letting the array of light splatter their pure canvases at the Goddess's will. Slowly Leth was journeying from the depths of the horizon. Gradually appearing with each fade of the Sun Goddess's brightness. It wouldn't be long until darkness befell the world to when the domain was returned to him. For now though, the earth bathed in what sunlight was left, struggling against the night to come.

It was within this scene laid the savage woman. Kaie flitted between the trees like a tigress in foreign terrain. Her brown leather vest and loincloth almost helped her blend with the forest around her. Brunette locks billowed behind her as she ran in their loose curls and waves carelessly. Her expression was focused and a bit intense, bold chocolate hues directed ahead of her. She faded in and out of the light as she ran. Syna kissed her bronzed skin each time she ran through an area where light managed to filter successfully through the leaves above. Yet this woman was a Myrian and a predator. And she was on the hunt.

Her quarry, a spotted deer, hustled through the thick brambles on fearful hooves. The foliage shook as the creature raced through in a desperate attempt at escaping its hunter. Kaie moved quickly on her feet. She leaped over fallen logs and avoided areas where a simply trip would potentially lead to careless injury. The Myrian ran after her prey wholeheartedly in a fiery determination not to lose out. A faster animal was no excuse in her mind.

Finally she lifted her spear and hurled it forward when they hit a clearing. The weapon soared through the air, missing the animal by a hair. The point wedged itself into the dirt with a dull thud. Kaie's face contorted in a combination of fury and agitation at her failure. Yet there was nothing more she could do. The deer merely picked up speed and kicked in fulled gear out of there. Out of her sight and into oblivion. Back to safety.

Kaie sighed and stared up at the tree tops for a moment. Then she went over toward her weapon, shaking her head. Bronzed hands wrapped around the shaft and tore it from its prison, the Myrian cursing herself under her breath all the while. She though for half a moment she should run along and try to track the petching thing again. Stupid, but she hated the idea of starting all over. The savage woman placed the dulled end of the spear into the ground. Her hand went to her hips as she surveyed her surroundings. Mind reeling, figuring out her next move. Eyes scanned the forest in her always alert manner. It was if she was praying that Caiyha herself would send something her way. Of course that would be too easy...

[Roshtah]

"Let's see if I remember," Roshtah whispered while getting ready to repeat a combo he had been developing. It took some time to make even a simple combo work right. Usually another person helps. But for now it was only him. Caiyha had calmed the forest. Few animals spoke, leaves gave way in the slight, pleasant breeze that splashed across Roshtah's face. The grass beneath his bare feet bent gently between his toes, and helped him remember. Left step. Pivot. Chain deflect. Rotate while grabbing opponents tricep. Pull down and finally pinning opponents neck with chain, strangling them to death. It was brutal and Roshtah could only imagine how it would feel to use this move on another person. He put it out of his mind, believing himself strong enough to accept the task should Yahal lead him on that direction. Most likely Yahal would give the task to protect someone so he would saving a life right? And the person underneath his chain would be evil, cruel, and deserving of death right? But the thought still would rise through the clouds and capture his attention. All the blood that he would see. Too much blood would make him throw up, sometimes faint. He couldn't help it. When it's his own blood it was no big deal, it was only if the blood was coming from someone else that it would bother him. Animal blood didn't bother him. Just people blood. That thick red liquid that would exit the body in an overly glorified state. Without his notice, a deer managed to stand almost right next to him. "Woah girl," Roshtah said to his little friend, "Have to be on guard at all times out here. Who knows what will appe-," without missing a beat Roshtah swung the chain with his strong arm. Keeping it above his head, swinging, he would then see that he had yet another friend. A dark colored wolf had probably been stalking this deer for some time and considers the man petting it a threat since it is playing with his dinner. "Come here boy!" He yelled quite violently before charging towards the animal. Chain whirring over his head, he struck at his enemy. Swinging left and right, The wolf backing up. "Still afraid!" He shouted. The wolf turned around and ran towards a clearing not too far away. Roshtah chased after but when they hit the clearing he was no match for the wolf's speed. He threw his Chain wildly, maybe it would hit it, but alas landed nearby a person. A woman, young in age but wearing a loincloth. Roshtah was rather confused but as she a weapon and his was lying in front of her, he prayed to Yahal that she was not against him. "I apologize for all the yelling, the wolf kinda snuck up on me." He chuckled hoping to light the mood. "Where you heading anyway?"

[Kaie]

When it seemed nothing would come her way, the Myrian woman sighed. Kaie brought one of her hands to her face and ran it down her cheek. She groaned internally at the idea of restarting her hunt. Just as she was standing up right again and easing her spear perpendicular with her side, she heard a voice.

Kaie snapped her head up to the sound, staring out in the direction it came. The words were in Common. It seemed to belong to a male. She spun around to face it, spear at the ready and knees bent in a crouch. Her fingers tightened around the weapon murderously, preparing for whatever was about to spring between the trees. She was prepared to strike. But at what?

Suddenly a wolf tore through the brush and raced toward her. Instinctively she turned toward the rushing creature with her weapon at the ready. To her surprise it kept running, tongue lolling out of its mouth as it ran. Yet though wolves were not native to her home, she had never known one to run. Not so quickly. It hadn't even paused to look at her. Logically that meant it was being chased. Kaie wasn't so sure she wanted to know...

That's when there came another stumbling creature into the clearing. She adjusted herself again to face the newcomer, gritting her teeth and expecting the worst to come into her presence. Much to her surprise it was a man who rushed through the brush with a chain in hand. The savage immediately tuned in on the weapon, and prepared for confrontation. She had no idea what his intentions were. All in all, her face was one of caution and muscles tight with apprehension.

His laugh broke some of her tension though it wasn't quite enough to bring her to lower her spear. Still, she found he wasn't so much a threat. At least not the way the wolf had seem him. It was a bit trying when he asked where she was headed. She was near Nyka, a place she couldn't trust. Considering it was the closest uniform civilization, she doubted he was from anywhere else. Kaie couldn't trust a man who lived in Uphis's domain. Not yet.

"Hm. I guess I could ask you the same question."