Journey Through Paradise

[Ash]

The horse Ash was on came to a stop beside Jaixe, the leather creaking as the animal flexed its muscles to come to the short halt; the heavy hooves making a soft thud as they firmly planted themselves into the hardened earth of the beaten path. How many other primes has this man trapped in this same way? Were they the first? The only ones? Guinea pigs to a madman's dark ambitions? These questions may or may not have passed through the teifling's mind. It was hard to tell with the look on her face, which was a very typical natural look that was now her normal face. Uninterested, indifferent, even bored.

She seemed one hundred percent unfazed by the overly done glitterrific 'bad guy' whom she couldn't help but compare to that one villain in that animated film of a Native American princess falling for an invading England man. The one that did a whole song about finding gold so he can be rich and famous back in his homeland. She imagined that this man would be just at home in fine gold silks and glitter. His problem was probably that he wasn't in that situation at all, but watching the front gate with a group of weak NPCs.

The woman beside Jaixe made a big deal about yawning as their wannabe trapper sprouts out a lot of racist none-sense, opening her mouth wide enough to wrinkle her nose and show off her elongated canines on both the top and bottom sets of teeth. She seemed to remember her promise of behaving - and in turn her manners - as she played up a delicate hand to wave across her gaping jaw. Her eyes move around them while Jaixe took part in the conversation. It was probably best this way, if it wasn't known yet, she wasn't the most elegant talker. She didn't really try to improve those skills either. Because when it came to making deals, she knew how to get what she wanted. However, when it came to getting herself out of trouble, it was easier to leave the talking to her fists.

She noted that besides the man who vomited upon discovering her blood - or was he just sick to his stomach? She has already forgotten - she noticed that there weren't as many as there had been. If anything, there were enough men to attempt to intimidate them. Which had to be the biggest joke she's ever heard. Besides the fearless girl who is all but ready to throw herself off buildings to get to the lower levels of Coruscant, she couldn't bring the images of her partner flinching at these sad attempts at striking fear into the hearts of 'evil' to her mind. That's how unbelievable this was. And why she brushed it off.

However, when the snarling, ugly, figure with a stench that could chase anyone with a weak stomach away by just standing in the wind stomped its way through the cluster of threes and into view..

Now, suddenly, they had the girl's attention. The sun glistened off his dripping saliva, and brought the irisis to a mere dot in the the middle of its eyes as it heaved its horrid morning breath into the area while it fixated its vision on its new prey. Eager, it would seem, to have something to bash around with its chose of club. Then with a clear intake of fresh air its body swelled at the chest, before it flung its rage towards them in a loud roar that shook the will of every human there! Except the unmovable wall with its over exaggerated gold graffiti display over his shiny unused plates of armor.

"You only brought one? How unfortunate." Her voice was clear and loud, and unmoved by the gross twisted being in front of her. Her horse, however, wasn't as brave as his rider. It pawed at the ground nervously, but stayed where her steady hands held him. There was a slight nickering of fear from it as well. Ash only stared at the monster with an intense interest one might find in one such as that villain from the movie, personal goals driving them. The corner of one side of her mouth pulled back to show her new excitement of seeing a mountain of a beast. Well.. More like a very big hill. But it wouldn't matter, she would have her fun.

The bows bending as the draw strings were pulled back with loaded arrows made a sound much like the leather under her did, but there was a voice that did reach her in her lust for action. Jaixe. Asking if her grapple can carry two. She brought her grinning face to him, without worry, and pulled the grapple into view at her side. The light hit it in just the right way to show its fire immunity runes. She calmly started to load it into her launching mechanism on her arm. "Honestly I've never tried, but fair warning. I'm going straight to the fight." She said before bringing her aim right for the troll. "Want to tag along?" She asked, before finally releasing the horse under her from her command, and as it reared up to paw at the air instead of the earth, she let the hook go.

The force behind the 'gun', could rip her arm off. If it hadn't been skillfully concentrated into shooting the hook. Still, she felt the shock rush through her forearm. Still, she was as unmovable as ever, and reached her arm out to Jaixe as an invitation. A smart man like himself would know he only had a few short moment to accept or decline before it was out of his hands. Time was already slipping away as she closed her hand around the quickly depleting line of jet black hair. In those same few seconds, the archers were letting their arrows go, in a breath the decision would have to be made.

Either way, Ash was on her way to fight herself a troll.

The grapple hook flew true towards the troll, but as good of a shot as Ash was, shooting blindly was always a bad idea. It hit its mark, but only through grazing against both its ugly mug and its fat shoulder. Any other hook would find resistance in rubbing against the enemy, but The Red Devil's Claw sliced right through the cheek and fat of the monster's shoulder. It screeched out in pain as thick tar like blood spluttered out of its veins closest to its neck. Not fatal in the least, but it was always satisfying to get the first hit on something.

In a flash she was being flung through the air right after it, and reached into her skirt and yanked out the Quill, readying an attack. The hook landed into a thick tree with a loud thump, but her flight wasn't done just yet. She was feet from him one second, and the next the troll had his hand raised in a clumsy fist, and the second after that he tried to return the attack. But she was much to quick for this slow attack, and as she passed his fist in mid-air she sliced her blade across the knuckles of the beast and slid past him into the forest beyond. "Damn.." She spat, grabbing the rope to her hook and brought her long legs forward to propel her forward and then around a set of limbs to land on one that was in the tree her hook landed.

She glared, bringing her eyes to white slits before yanking the hook out of the tree with a swift tug! Letting it drop until it snagged on the hair where she left it to observe the fight and see what her opponent was going to do next. Behind her, her tail whipped excitedly. "Alright, big guy, come at me." She taunted, yanking the hook back into her hand so she could reload it for round two, undisturbed by the amount of blood that was staining her outfit from his neck and shoulder. Killer's didn't get distracted by silly things like blood splatter.