Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2015 21:54:51 GMT -5
So there he stood in the middle of the market at night, no weapons or armor to speak of, tasked with the deterrence of thieves. His mere presence would likely make those who had only a passing interest in burgling a bit find another target, but if someone was set on something within one of the stores, he would be little able to stop them. Still he stood vigilant over the market, his pitch black eyes hopefully missing little.
Levistus was not the only one watching over the night, and his vigil did not go unnoticed. At the edge of the market a dark figure circled, just out of sight. Observing the lone guard in the market, sizing him up. A lone guard was all that stood between him and the myriad of goods he could pilfer from the market. The shadow was not one to let such a simple thing stand between him and wealth, although he was not really one for killing, but he could still beat the ever-loving shit out of the guard.
Levistus began to feel uneasy. He had not seen anyone yet, but he felt something stirring around him. Then something was upon him. How had he missed it? He threw the other man off of himself and scrambled to his feet. He was face to face with another drokagr, one with pointed teeth it seemed. The other drokagr lunged at him, he stepped out of the way just in time, punching the other man in the back of the head as he did so. His foe stumbled a bit, dazed a touch by the blow. His foe was a thief, not a fighter, but that didn't mean he couldn't fight. His foe drew a dagger and suddenly the ante rose, it was no longer a fist fight, it was a fight for his life.
He narrowed his profile to his opponent, waiting for the thief to make his move. The thief lunged with his dagger, attempting to stab at his gut. He parried the thief's attack to the side and delivered another blow to his head with his elbow. Following it up with a beautiful uppercut that put the thief on his ass and sent the dagger clattering off to the side. The thief scrambled back to his feet, the guard was a bit more than he seemed. This was a fight that didn't seem worth it. The thief decided to come back another time.
Levistus' duty was to deter thieves and the thief had been deterred, he did not pursue lest another take the opportunity of his absence to rob the place. He dusted himself off and continued his watch. The rest of the night passed quietly, with the morning sun came the regular market attendants and the relief of his duty. He would be back on the following night.
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Levistus was not the only one watching over the night, and his vigil did not go unnoticed. At the edge of the market a dark figure circled, just out of sight. Observing the lone guard in the market, sizing him up. A lone guard was all that stood between him and the myriad of goods he could pilfer from the market. The shadow was not one to let such a simple thing stand between him and wealth, although he was not really one for killing, but he could still beat the ever-loving shit out of the guard.
Levistus began to feel uneasy. He had not seen anyone yet, but he felt something stirring around him. Then something was upon him. How had he missed it? He threw the other man off of himself and scrambled to his feet. He was face to face with another drokagr, one with pointed teeth it seemed. The other drokagr lunged at him, he stepped out of the way just in time, punching the other man in the back of the head as he did so. His foe stumbled a bit, dazed a touch by the blow. His foe was a thief, not a fighter, but that didn't mean he couldn't fight. His foe drew a dagger and suddenly the ante rose, it was no longer a fist fight, it was a fight for his life.
He narrowed his profile to his opponent, waiting for the thief to make his move. The thief lunged with his dagger, attempting to stab at his gut. He parried the thief's attack to the side and delivered another blow to his head with his elbow. Following it up with a beautiful uppercut that put the thief on his ass and sent the dagger clattering off to the side. The thief scrambled back to his feet, the guard was a bit more than he seemed. This was a fight that didn't seem worth it. The thief decided to come back another time.
Levistus' duty was to deter thieves and the thief had been deterred, he did not pursue lest another take the opportunity of his absence to rob the place. He dusted himself off and continued his watch. The rest of the night passed quietly, with the morning sun came the regular market attendants and the relief of his duty. He would be back on the following night.
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