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- From: The Gray Mouser
- Subj: Kat4a mf/fantasy
-
- "This is insane!", thought Kat as he leapt back from yet another slashing
- strike from the blade of the woman now trying to kill him. His mind raced
- back over the previous twelve hours as he tried to determine just *what* he
- had done to deserve such harsh treatment...
-
- Kat's steps were swift and silent as he made his way from the still quiet
- town of Behlar. Dawn was a half-hour away, and the night fog still hung low
- to the ground. He breathed in the chill morning air and drew his cloak closer
- about him. His heart was hopeful, as he had passed through the town without
- being attacked, swindled, or seduced for a change. He was starting to learn
- how to pass through without attracting unwanted interest.
-
- He followed the path revealed to him by the tavern keeper the previous
- night. Kat smiled as he recalled the way he had massaged the information from
- him with a combination of gold and ale. South along the forest to the main
- road, then west to the Valley of the Fang, where waited his mortal enemy
- Jar'nell. "Soon, fiend. Very soon", growled Kat through clenched teeth as he
- made his way south.
-
- Around midafternoon, Kat decided to rest a space. The lands had become
- hilly and travel a little more tiring. He sat beneath a large tree and
- loosened his pack. Drinking a bit of water, he suddenly heard a scream from
- down the road. He sprang to his feet and after stowing his gear took his
- sword and sling to investigate, keeping well within the tree line to prevent
- being seen. As he cleared the second hill he caught sight of four burly men
- clad in light leather armor, the type typically worn by thieves. They were
- gathered in a loose circle and seemed to be peering at something on the
- ground.
-
- "She's a cute one, she is!", laughed one of them.
-
- "Aye, she'll give us a bit o' fun", howled another.
-
- "Back ye dogs, before I thump your heads the same as 'er!" roared a
- third, a large balding man with a close-cut black beard. "I'm going to
- teach this one a lesson first. Then you can have what's left of 'er" he
- sneered.
-
- He reached down and picked up a girl, tossing her senseless body over his
- shoulder like a sack of meal. He took her to the trunk of a large fallen tree
- and roughly laid her upon it, his comrades following close behind. With one
- large gloved hand he tore the white smock she wore down the front from neck
- to waist.
-
- Kat burst from the forest with his sword Talon drawn and whirling his
- sling above his head. He loosed the leaden shot with a sharp crack and it
- hit the nearest thief in the back of the head, knocking his unconscious body
- into the bearded one, who swore and tossed the man to the ground. Looking
- up, he saw the onrushing form of Kat. Enraged at the interruption of his fun,
- he roared "Kill him!" to his men and drew his sword, just as the lightning
- quick sword of Kat ran him through. His mouth fell agape and his sword dropped
- to the ground as he saw this gray-clad avenger then dispatch his two remaining
- men with similar unnatural quickness. This gray demon then ran to him and
- without ceremony gave him a clout to the head similar but much harder than
- that he had given the girl. The man fell hard to the ground and with his last
- moments of life saw his killer look down at him and curl his mouth in a small
- wry smile. Then all was darkness as his eyes closed forever.
-
- Kat returned to the spot where the girl lay. Looking down, he saw a thin,
- plain girl of around seventeen years with a tangle of close-cropped
- brown hair half covering her face. A cruel bump raised above her left ear
- where the brigand had hit her. Wincing, he cast a small cantrip and gently
- touched the lump. It reduced visibly at his touch until it was gone. He then
- carefully lifted her up and took her to a clearing beneath a nearby tree.
- Placing her on the ground, he noticed a small silver chain about her neck
- with a charm bearing a seal he did not recognize. He spied the girl's small
- breasts, capped with dainty pink nipples. Smiling to himself, he covered the
- girl's chest with the smock and proceeded to survey the rest of the scene.
-
- He saw the leader's crumpled form upon the field and his two comrades
- lying nearby in similar state. The man he had pelted with his sling had
- regained his senses and was running away as fast as his wobbly legs could
- carry him. Kat chuckled softly as he watched this fool racing from his
- friends' fate. The smile slowly evaporated from his face as he saw two more
- bodies a bit farther from the rest, outfitted the same as the other men.
- Coming closer, Kat examined the bodies. They were quite dead and similarly
- wounded, their privates hacked from their bodies. Upon the ground rested
- a bloodied long sword. The pommel bore the same seal as the girl's charm.
- Raising an eyebrow, he gazed back at the sleeping girl and recalled black-
- beard's threat. "'Teach her a lesson' he said. For this?", he pondered.
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