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This shining population center is considered the jewel of The Sylira Region. Home of the vast majority of Mizahar's population, Syliras is nestled in a quiet, sprawling valley on the shores of the Suvan Sea. [Lore]

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Postby Irathia on March 9th, 2016, 2:02 am

45th of Spring, 516 AV

Irathia walked through the streets of Syliras, it was getting to the point in the day where the citizens are starting to walk around, making the streets more crowded and more noisy. She was on a 'thought walk' as she puts it, where she walks around the streets and thinks about what ever comes to mind... It was peaceful, a little cold, but now it is getting a bit more noisy, harder to focus with all the people emerging from the warmth of their homes.

She shakes her head and gives out an annoyed sighed as she quickly walked in the direction of the city's gates. She couldn't focus any longer with the citizens around her, she at times she couldn't hear her self think while doing her little walks. At the worst she might end up having to fight some thieves... Which she was prepared for, sense she was wearing her armor and her trusty hammer was hidden in her cloak.

Irathia stopped at the cross roads that lay in front of her, the sun hung high in the sky at this time of day. She looked at the Kabrin road, her eyes going from the south to the north, her eyes staring at the woods that appeared... Something didn't feel all that right about it... Like something was watching her in there. Suddenly her hammer felt a bit heavier as she started to walk next to the forest.

She only got a couple of yards in when she heard a twig snap under the weight of some one, out of sight. She paused and placed her hand on her hammer as she scanned the forest for movement... She felt her hairs on her neck go on end as she drew her hammer. "Just in case." Irathia said to herself.
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Postby Irathia on March 9th, 2016, 10:59 pm

Irathia scanned the trees, she heard some sort of shuffling to her left, but when she whipped her head around to see who was there they either hid real well or Irathia was blinder than a bat... She opened her cloak more and held out her hammer. showing who ever was watching her that she was in fact armed. She felt her eyes narrow slightly as she stopped looking around, she felt eyes bore into her body... "I know you are here! Show your selves!" She yelled, trying to make her voice as threatening as possible.

She waited for a moment and scanned around her, and that is when she saw four men standing at the right side of the road. They all had grins on, showing yellowed teeth emerging through their patchy beards. "Little girl trying to sound like a woman? Aren't ya." Said one of the bandits... His voice was rough as he pulled out a bronze knife. "Well it aint working lil' miss." He said, pointing the knife at Irathia.

"I am not afraid to use this!" Irathia spat her words back, holding up her hammer and barring her sharp teeth, hoping to intimidate the men. Her cloak also opened up to reveal armor.

"Little girl gunna hammer nails?" Said the second one he had a hatchet in his hands, he took a quick step forward, walking towards Irathia. The man with the copper knife, presumably the leader, scoffed and grabbed the hatchet man's shoulder. Quickly turning the hatchet man around and... All Irathia could see was the knife travel across the man's throat, and when it stopped, a fine line of crimson blood was on the blade. The leader kicked the man back, where he collapsed onto the ground, blood coming from his mouth and neck.

The leader quickly spat on the corpse. "Always one to rush ahead, I am tired of him doing that constantly." The man mumbled to himself as he cleaned the knife with his shirt. The other two spat on the corpses as well. "Not good for our goals." He said.

Irathia was revolted at what she saw... How could some one just... Take some one's life like that? Something that didn't belong to them and in a small instance it was just gone with a blade across the neck? How dare they! "Why... Why did you do that!" Irathia shouted at them, anger filling her voice, all three of the men looked at her and grinned.
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Postby Irathia on March 10th, 2016, 12:38 am

Irathia jaw clenched together as the leader looked at her. "Now, lil miss, if you cooperate than we wont hurt ya... That bad." The leader sounded bored with him self as he gave a sigh. "Just hand over some Mizas, that armor, and your hammer, and we will be sending you on you way." The leader began walking closer, slowly as he looked at the ground. Irathia went into a battle stance, holding her hammer in a potion where she will try to bash the man's leg.

"No." Irathia stared at the man as he looked up at her.

"No? I wasn't asking lil miss." The man said. "If you don't have anything that you are willing to give up..." The man waved his hands and the two men beside him charged at Irathia, holding a working hammer and a kitchen knife.

Irathia gave out a hiss as they ran towards her, the one with the knife jumped at Irathia, holding it in a reverse fashion as he did so. Irathia jumped into back, dodging the blade by a hair. She felt a odd tugging around her throat as the cloak seemed to be pulling back at Irathia... She glanced quickly to find that her cherished cloak had a knife going through it and was pinned to the ground. Irathia began to panic as she ripped off her beloved cloak. Then she felt a hammer hit her in the leg, making her go into a kneeling position.

Irathia felt rage began to swirl in her gut as she began to try to put up barriers with in her, trying to keep her... Other side under control. She lunged herself back, feeling contact being made as she shoved the hammer man backwards. She squeezed her hammer as she brought her hammer into the mans jaw in a quick spin, he grunted and fell on to the ground with a soft thud.

Irathia hissed and slammed her hammer down into the mans knee, bringing a large howl to the hammer mans lips. Irathia grabbed his hammer and tried to find where the leader and kitchen knife man went... She was to slow and felt a heavy body tackle her to the ground, where she let out a little yelp of pain as her body was crushed under the weight of one of the two. She looked to the side and found a tip of a knife above her eye... She closed it and waited... Nothing happened.

Irathia opened her eyes again and she found the knife in the ground right next to her eye. The kitchen knife's blade cutting her nose slightly sending pain into her face, she hissed again as she thrashed, more and more rage began to swell and wash over her body. She felt her armor being taken off as she took an opportunity to turn in place, making it so she can attack the man on top of her. The man rose in surprise and Irathia brought her knee up, landing it in the man's groin as he howled in pain as he stumbled back.
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Postby Irathia on March 10th, 2016, 1:42 am

Irathia quickly scrambled to her feet, her left and right arm plates were on the ground, and one of the clamps that held down her chest plate was being in the process of being taken off. She looked around from side to side, she noticed the leader was missing... But she went back on to the two lying on the ground, slowly getting up. She took her hammer gripped it in one hand, and then she took the second hammer and chucked it at the one she nailed in the groins.

The man fell down, eyes closed, but still breathing... She sighed with relief slightly and looked to the previously hammer man. He picked up two rocks and began to circle Irathia slightly she started to go in the opposite direction compared to the man, trying to not give him any chances for an attack...

Irathia was the one to lunge first, swinging her hammers wildly at the man, feeling rage in her as thoughts swirled in her mind, seeing how people just killed one of their own like he was some sort of trash... It disgusted her immensely. She couldn't stand these people and she had thoughts about killing them... Which worried her slightly.

The man dodged her first swing, followed by punching her across the jaw. She was dazed for a moment but she responded with a swing to his side, which ended up with him stumbling away from her, and he coughed loudly. Irathia attempted to kick the man, but he quickly jumped away. Irathia hissed loudly in annoyance at the man. The man quickly responded by throwing one of the rocks at Irathia, the rock firmly planted it self against her shoulder, pain was shooting across her shoulder due to the lack of armor. She dropped her hammer and held her shoulder.

Irathia winced slightly, anger going all over her body as she remembered to look at the man she was fighting. He ran towards her, a terrible grin on his face as he jumped into Irathia's gut, causing her to fall once more. She tried to escape the mans grip, but he held her arms tight and sat as hard as he could on her back. Anger was filling into her and she hissed wildly, kicking her legs, but than she saw the leader emerge again, he was hidings in the trees.

"Now you caused me and my men some real trouble, lil miss." The leader said, he took out his dagger and stabbed it into the ground next to her. "Now how are we supposed to get paid, we can sell your items, sure, but my men... I don't think they would be satisfied with that."
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Postby Irathia on March 10th, 2016, 2:15 am

Irathia spat at the man as she felt the one on top of her struggling to get her armor off. "Die." She her voice was low and she was clearly angry. She noticed tunnel vision was beginning to wrap around her eyes again... She felt her armor become free on her chest, she struggled again, whipping her self side to side. She realized that it was no use, all she could do was wait for a opportunity.

"Bosh, she knocked ouh John." The man on her back said, his jaw was swelling now. She suspected she knocked out a tooth, or at least hoped it. "Whah shoul we hu ahouw iw." He said.

"Excuse me?" The leader said, clearly confused. "She knocked out John, everything else was slurred." The leader said, he picked up his knife. "Anyways, John is tough. If he isn't able to get up we should just leave him here." The leader said with a grin as Irathia's felt her leg armor starting to come off. "What about you."

"Muh tuth ish gone, muh jah ish swelling." He said, he tossed her right leg armor to the size, Irathia felt her left leg being worked on now.

The leader nodded again and watched Irathia. "Giving up lil girl?" He said in a mocking tone, Irathia growled at him... "I don't care much for growling." He said as he began to kneel down to her level. "Now, you are going to be a nice girl, or else." He said as he cut some of Irathia's clothing and tied her arms. He then placed his knife's blade against her neck.

"Let me go." Irathia said.

"We will." The leader said, he wasn't paying attention as he picked up Irathia's hammer. "Mmm... This, is gonna be a trophy, am I right?" He asked the man on Irathia's back, he was almost done. She felt her last piece of armor become loose and was thrown to the small pile that was forming.

"Yesh Bosh." He said with glee, the boss gave him the hammer and he placed it to the side. "Now waih should we du know." He asked.

The leader grabbed the make shift cuffs on Irathia's wrist and lifted her up. Irathia tried to act like dead weight the entire time. "Now that isn't a way to act. We are letting you go, aren't we?" Irathia was thinking about what was gonna happen to her... She wasn't sure, and she was beginning to wonder what will happen to her as they began to drag her to the tree line.
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Postby Irathia on March 10th, 2016, 3:14 am

They threw her against a tree, where her head slammed against the trunk. Her eyes began to flutter and her tunnel vision got deeper as she felt her anger swell. Irathia was in the propped in a sitting position, she began the process of wiggling her hands free as she stared at the leader. Irathia growled at the boss and snapped her teeth, which was replied with a laugh.

"Trying to act tough, still? Can't you tell you lost." The boss said as he kneeled to her level. He brought his hand and slapped the side of her face. "I can appreciate the determination in you." He said as he slowly slid his hand down her neck... His hand touched her shoulder, he squeezed her arm tightly, causing a subtle pain to form.

"Don't. You wont like me when I am angry." She hissed through her teeth as she moved her arm away from the man. The boss laughed and suddenly slapped her across the face once more. Irathia's eyes began to well up with tears as the man began to slice the side of her arm. She let her anger take control...

Irathia began to rapidly rubbing her hands against the tree, loosening the ropes, and eventually they got free from the constant rubbing of the tree bark behind her and her wiggling of her wrists. She grabbed the man by the head and quickly pulled him in, his face surprised. She placed her lips on his neck and bit down as hard as she could, he roared in pain as her pointed teeth punctured through his skin, until her mouth was closed around a bloody hunk of meat. She shoved him off as he began to wrap his hands around the hole in his neck. Irathia began to chew as the other man, the one that took her hammer, moved back in surprise.

"What the petch!" Yelled the man as he grabbed her hammer off the ground. Blood dribbled off of Irathia's chin as she swallowed the throat. She sighed as if she just drank a fine whine. Irathia set her hungry, soulless eyes on the man as he began to panic... "Monster!" He shouted.

"You... Know it." Irathia said, a growl escaping through her crimson red mouth, blood came out of her mouth slightly as growled. She grinned and slowly walked up to the second man... Her fingers were positioned like claws as she lunged at the man, he gave out a high pitched scream and swung her hammer into Irathia's left arm, sending it away from his face. Though her right hand still managed to hit it's target, his throat. Her hand wrapped around the man's throat as they both tumbled onto the ground.

Irathia managed to get on top and she started to strangle the bandit, his eyes going buggy as she punched him in the nose. The man began to hit her back, as Irathia pressed her hands harder into his throat. Digging her fingers into his skin.

Irathia awoke against the tree, she was cold... She looked around and found herself in the nude, memories began to flood back as tear welled up in her eyes. Large warm tears ran down her face as she felt dried blood on her hands and mouth... "It happened again... Oh my gods it happened again..." Irathia said, tears streamed down her face as she began to stand, her body shaking as she picked up her hammer and tracked down her cloak... She wrapped it around her and she walked, noticing how the sun moved slightly... She couldn't handle what just happened, and on the road back to Syliras... Even when there were no tears left for her to cry, she cried.
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