07-13-2018, 10:36 PM
The Meistrian huntress watched the strange creature, its multiple tails some form of witchcraft? Or some mythic beast perhaps. It of course was an ill omen to kill a beast like that.
“Fortune favors mine hand.” Elizabeth whispered quietly, little more than a prayer of thanks to the lady of death.
Her right hand lowered, bringing the wicked bodkin arrow down with it. Her free hand slid the arrow off the string and slipped it under her wolfskin cloak into the quiver hidden on her hip. A feeling of greetings filled the assassins head, a truly strange feeling to be sure.
Somehow this fox was inside Elizabeth’s head, clearly something like this was heresy of the highest order, but for one educated such as she it deserved at least some form of investigation.
Elizabeth carefully and cautiously stepping silently on the chiseled white stone. Each step silent and efficient. Her eye’s never leaving the bright green of the large fox.
“What are you?” The noblewoman asked, keeping at least thirty feet of space, a precaution in the event this beast was aggressive in nature.
“Fortune favors mine hand.” Elizabeth whispered quietly, little more than a prayer of thanks to the lady of death.
Her right hand lowered, bringing the wicked bodkin arrow down with it. Her free hand slid the arrow off the string and slipped it under her wolfskin cloak into the quiver hidden on her hip. A feeling of greetings filled the assassins head, a truly strange feeling to be sure.
Somehow this fox was inside Elizabeth’s head, clearly something like this was heresy of the highest order, but for one educated such as she it deserved at least some form of investigation.
Elizabeth carefully and cautiously stepping silently on the chiseled white stone. Each step silent and efficient. Her eye’s never leaving the bright green of the large fox.
“What are you?” The noblewoman asked, keeping at least thirty feet of space, a precaution in the event this beast was aggressive in nature.