RP:Muraski v Roytoc

Background

Muraski and Roytoc insue in a battle when Muraski blames Roytoc for kissing Raziel, among other things, when anything that happened was not Roytoc at all... Just before the battle Raziel is taken to safety by the one who had actually kissed her. However, Muraski hadn't even noticed her be taken, for he was truly too angry for reason.

The Confrontation

Roytoc would finish his drink and turn in his stool, the banner of Frostmaw sewn into the heart of his vest would shimmer like it was made of ice. The man would sigh and cross his arms, those wicked silver-domed gloves twinkling in the light. He was thinking about taking a walk in the forest, anything to get out of the tavern.

Muraski entered into the tavern with his hand upon Raziel's wrist as he drug her inside the room. A seat would be taken, the female forced to sit as well as he began to scan around the room. "Do you see that drow yet Raz? If we catch that dark skin, I can finally express to him how silly it is for him to constantly slander the family name."

Raziel was, indeed, drug into the tavern... She looked a bit terrified of Muraski, for some reason, though she has no injuries or such. Along with her are well over 50 winged bunnies following her like her own personal army. When she is forced to sit, and asked the question, she turns towards Muraski, shakily, and says "Muraski... I can't see, remember?... And I don't think he'd be here, anways..." she is slightly leaned away from Muraski, and her habit of keeping covered pops back in, as she draws up the hood on her fur trimmed cloak, hiding her eyes with the hem of the hood.

Roytoc would catch a glimpse of Muraski dragging Raziel into the tavern, he had gotten the letter from his queen and was greatly confused by it, he was meaning to ask the man in person and was finally glad that he could. The First Ranger would languidly stand from his seat and make his way towards the two, he wouldn't pull down his cowl though, for he was still sore about people seeing the burn. As he would approach the man would cross his arms, frowning at Muraski, "Why did you send the Lady Frostmaw a letter that I was trying to bed Raziel, I wouldn't do that to Aeonis nor could I, this collar would prevent me," Roytoc would say, taking a seat as well. "I haven't even seen the two of you for close to a week, what is going on?" He would ask curiously, wishing to get to the bottom of this.

Muraski 's eyes simply rolled as Roytoc spoke words and attempted to try reasoning with the sired one. His grip upon Raziel tightened as he headed for the door, "We found our coward Raz, let us head outside, perhaps he will follow, perhaps not. I'm thinking the latter." A quick stand, several steps, and a push upon the wooden frame would result in Muraski's quick departure should Roytoc not attempt to halt him.

Raziel would frown, quite deeply, at that. "What?!" she'd turn to Muraski, for she had said it wasn't Roytoc when the two spoke the previous night, only to be finding herself dragged back outside, as her bunnies follow

Roytoc 's face would be utterly confused, though yet again it wouldn't be seen, why would Muraski come in here, insult him, then leave? "What's going on?" He would call once again, walking after the two, after all, there was no reason to stay in the tavern. The Drow would shake his head, what had he been getting accused for?

Muraski moved towards the center of the street, Raziel in tow behind him. When the door opened then closed once more his feet would spin to face down his foe. "So, you think it's okay to continue your slander against my name, insult my child, injure her, then break the weak little things heart?" He glared, "Well then, I guess it's only fair that I teach you a little respect.. Don't you?"

Raziel continues to try and pull her arm free. "Muraski, Roytoc isn't the one that kissed me! I told you that! I can't believe you got him in trouble with his queen!" she'd continue to pull, as the rabbits stand behind her. "Please, Muraski, let go!"

Roytoc would follow the man, though he would be some meters away, he would pull down his cowl, for he knew both these people, "What are you talking about!" He would yell once again, his face utterly confused. "I have not slandered you, hurt her, insulted her, or broken her heart, I have made no romantic moves towards her at all. I have been in Kelay and Xalious this past week and suddenly I get a letter from my queen with false accusations from you on it. How could I even try to bed her, I would die! I have explained this choker," The Drow would point to it under his cloak's clasp, "in front of you before, I cannot even touch another woman with that intent!" The Drow would be thinking this man simple, why would he make up such things. "Who has kissed you Raziel!? Have you told him it was me?" He would ask her, looking quite angry at the moment.

Muraski simply tightened his grip further as she tried to pull free, "Raz, you have lied to me time and time again, refused to use your head , time and time again.. Do not doubt me now when I tell you such things." He pulled the female behind him, a quick removal of his sabre from the scabbard he wore at his side. "I am talking about you coming about and harassing my family. I know you're capable of planting images within her head and I'll stand for it no longer. As you try to pass off yourself as innocent yet continue to plant thoughts within others minds.. How do I not know the choker is but a game for you as well? No, I'll stand for it no longer. Fight me upon these grounds so I can break your hold upon my child's mind."

Raziel would face Roytoc with a pained face "I don't -know- who he was, but I told Muraski that it wasn't you, I -swear-! I would never hurt a friend like that!" just then she lets out a yip as her arm is held tighter, and is pulled behind him. "Please, Muraski, stop!" she'd say, not wanting a fight. "I -swear- it wasn't Roy! I'm not lying to you!"

Roytoc would shake his head once again, this man was truly a fool, "I plant no images in anyone's mind, I harass no one, I haven't seen you in a week, last was when I saved her!" The Drow would explain slowly. "This choker is no game! It prevents me from everything, it enslaves me! There are witnesses, there are scars! This was placed here by a woman who found that I hurt her!" Roy would say in a angered voice. The left side of his face could clearly be seen, the rough and ugly burned tissue residing there. Suddenly a shadow would form next to Roy, slow and languid, Barra would form slower than he ever has. The shadow would look tired, his form weak, he would lean against Roy and breath raggedly, holding his stomach, he was still recovering. He would slowly point to Raziel's shadow, shimmering slightly in the torchlight, "V-Va-Varil," He would hiss out slowly. Roy would look confused, he knew Zalctor had injured Barra, but had he caused this as well… "What are you doing with that?" Roy would question slowly, he would believe Barra for now, but Raz's shadow wouldn't move. Roy would suddenly glare at the woman, "You do know who kissed you," He would accuse, his tone somewhat harsh.

Muraski nodded at Roytoc, "Of course she does once your damned thoughts are removed from her mind you silly man." He continued to hold onto Raz's arm, as he knew she would eventually just place herself between them. "LIsten, silly Dark skin, I want my fight with you, whether you accept it or not, I'm going to attack you. I'm just wanting you to understand that when you remain a pathetic mass upon the ground these were the reasons."

Tysinni hobbles painfully up the street, coming from the direction of the little house down the way. The thief is still using her 'acquired' cane, limping along, with one arm in its sling. Other than the usual leathers, she looked pretty pitiful. Spotting people that she knows, Ty crosses the street, limping over at a fast pace, whacking her cane into anyone who isn't fast enough to get out of her way. "Coming through, coming through!" Reaching the small grouping, she looks about at them, noticing the tenseness that hung about. "Erm...problems?"

Raziel wouldn't see Barra point and has, by now, just given up on trying to get Muraski to release her. "What am I doing with what?" she'd ask, a look of utter confusion. And then she shakes her head, sadness within her features "No, I don't know who kissed me... I know not a name, and my blindess means I know not a face as well... I am sorry that I don't. But I promise I have never said you were the one who did so!" she'd, once again, whince at the pain within her arm.

Roytoc would be getting angered rather quickly, "Barra! Show Varil!" He would shout. Barra would slowly shake his head, it had taken enough energy out of him to even appear next to the man, "C-c-cannot," He would say in a strong Drow accent, the shadow was just too weak. "Is my brother stalking you! Or have you become a lover of sorts!?" He would once again accuse, knowing now, that she had been seeing him. Roy would wrap an arm around his shadow and look to Ty, "Muraski accuses me of hurting Raziel, insulting him, and trying to bed Raz, he thinks I am brainwashing her or something, and strongly thinks this collar is a fake," Roy would explain to his friend. Though while he was distracted Varil would of course, make an obscene gesture towards Barra, knowing he couldn't do anything. He would look back to Muraski and shake his head, "I have done nothing, there is no reason to attack me, you are being belligerent, your 'daughter' is spending time with a horrible man, I know who he is as well," Roy would say, anger tinged within his voice.

Muraski watched as Ty came into view, a grin upon his face, finally no more of this damned talking. With a quick shove of Raziel the man would push off and begin to charge at Roytoc, a quick spin upon his heel when he neared to allow the flat of the blade to come across Roytoc's face should the drow not move.

Tysinni looks from Muraski, holding Raziel, to Roytoc and then back again, a frown coming across her face. "Erm...what? But Roytoc can't...do stuff with women anymore." Looking extremely confused, she's about to say more when Muraski leaps at the man. Startled, Ty staggers backward, barely catching herself with her cane. "Mura! What the hell! You've gone absolutely crazy!" She puts her weight on her good leg and starts waving her cane around. "Alright, don't make me come over there! I'll shove this cane where the sun don't shine!"

Raziel would, at first, flinch when Roytoc shouts his command to Barra. And then she would shake her head "Roytoc, I could not possibly know if I'm being stalked, I wouldn't be able to see!" she'd say, waving her free hand infront of her face. Then she'd look absolutely offended. "A WHAT?!" her face would turn red as he, from her standpoint, seems to be accussed of being someone's doxy, yet again. "BLOODY BELLS!? Why does everyone seem to think that I'm with someone like that?! It's driving me up a bloody wall!" she'd growl, and stamp her foot, rather fiercly, in anger. But she has little time to continue her rage, as she is shoved back and nearly falls. Catching herself she would straighten out, the bunny army practically swarming around her, glad that she's now free of Mura's grasp. She's simply then cross her arms as Mura attacks, and closes her eyes, a single tear to leave her eye as she stands there… And a bruise appearing upon her forearm.

Roytoc || Immediately as the woman stamped her foot Varil would form up next to her, rather swiftly, much faster than Barra had. As planned the shadow would wrap his arms gently around the woman, looking to Muraski, Roy, and Barra, a horrible and cold cackle would ring throughout the street as he softly kissed the woman's cheek. As planned the shadow would sink back into the ground, though this time he would be holding Raziel, she would slowly compress into a shadow along with Varil, she would feel utterly cold but she would be safe. And finally they would both be shadows upon the ground, two shadows holding each other with no person to create them, Varil would make an obscene gesture at Muraski and the two shadows would shoot off, heading for Vailkrin. The bunnies would off course follow swiftly. || Barra would scream as Varil actually appeared and he could do nothing, he would be pushed aside and rest upon the ground though, having no energy to do anything as the two escaped. Roy would dodge the slash, though it would have been with the flat of the blade and likely painful, the Drow would roll and gain some ground, his eyes flashing red, "You have let Varil take her you fool! You idiot, Varil is my brother's shadow, and you let him take her! You belligerent asinine fool!" Roy would scream at the man, quickly pulling forth his dagger, Snowshadow, and his sabre. He was utterly enraged now.

Muraski took a step back from the scene, words from the drow to fall deaf ears. All that could be heard is the sound of his throat seeming to clear till his head moved back then shot forward, a mass of spit to fly forward towards Roy's face. "Duel, now, scum."

Tysinni blinks as Raziel seems to disappear into the ground. "Erm...did anyone else see that?" For a moment, she thinks that perhaps her pain medicine is causing her to see things again. She looks back to the fighting males, frowning as Roy hits the ground and then is back up, yelling. "Gods, too loud! Modulation. Modulation!" Then there is the disgusting sight of Muraski spitting at Roy and she wrinkles her nose in disgust. "Alright, that's enough! Next person to do something stupid is going to get the cane!" She hobbles forward on said cane, limping right between the two males. Looking at Muraski, she glares saying "Stop being so hot headed! Roy couldn't have done it."

Raziel had not looked like she was expecting the appearance of Varil. In fact, she look rather shock to have a shadow wrap its arms around her and give her a kiss... Especially considering she let her rabbits cover him in glitter, when she once had thought he was Barra. However, this was a plan that she and the shadow's master had came up with just moments before. And then, before any more reaction could happen she is compressed into a shadow form, feeling nothing but icy cold, and wisked away from the scene. Boss, the little white rabbit with black bird wings, made a squeak and darted after them, followed by the others, they wouldn't leave their Genreral/ Queen alone, after all.

The Battle

Roytoc would be infuriated at the man's lack of belief, still with the insult and now spitting, spitting! He could feel his Drow instincts coming back to him, the pride, the hate, he was a Drow and was getting spat at! Roy would step past Tysinni, of course dodging her reach so he wouldn't get hit over the head with a cane, he would sprint towards Muraski. Though at the last moment he would slow and step back, knowing the vampire would expect a full on charge, Roy was smarter than that. The Drow would bring his dagger and sabre to action, going low with the sword, hoping to pierce the flesh of his knees, and the dagger would slash through the air for the man's shoulder, the blades were hungry for blood. Roy would be ready for retaliation though, so whether he actually made a good hit or not he would roll backwards, providing ground between them. Roy was a strategist with battle, he knew this man had a crossbow that he was likely to use, he knew this man went into battle angered, seemingly to go right for the kill. Roy would use prior knowledge on Muraski to help him win, he knew if he played his cards carefully he would succeed, and the sooner he won, the sooner he could go and retrieve Raziel. Roytoc would take on a defensive stance, Snowshadow, his dagger, placed high near his chest, and his sabre hanging somewhat languidly near the knees. The sight would make some think the Drow didn't know how to handle his weapons, on the contrary though, he was skillfully wielding them, he knew their exact weight and their strengths, and he knew this defensive posture well. Barra, his shadow, would not aid him this fight, the two always fought together, used their symmetrical fighting styles to their advantage, Roy would be sorely lacking without Barra but the shadow was just to weak.

Muraski's eyes were locked upon the drow that charged forth, a quick parry made for the sabre, with his own, to intercept the blade aimed for his leg. The dagger would find more luck for his body could not bend in both directions at once and the small blade would soon find itself impaled through cloth, leather, and flesh to pour blood from a fresh wound. No sooner had the attack landed then it had been removed and while the human hesitated for but a brief second from his new found pain, Roytoc had already been upon the retreat. When Muraski's senses were regained, a kick for soil was made, the distance between Roytoc and himself to be filled with dirt aimed for the assailant's eyes in an attempt to blind from the attacks to come. The sired one moved swiftly to follow the distraction as he surged forth at his foe. The balls of his feet were spun upon an attack to be made as injured arm was raised and aimed to smash the drow in the head but only to be followed with the sabre that was held within the other arm, the first to blow to distract while the second was aimed to behead any that should fall to it's attack.

Roytoc would feel a bit uplifted as his dagger injured the man's shoulder, but the Drow was no fool, first blood meant nothing in battle, not who was better or more experience, just luck. Roy would be legitimately surprised as dirt suddenly began flying in his face, it would blind him a bit and sting until he pulled Namern's goggles over his eyes, they had been resting upon his forehead like always, though the dirt had already hindered him. The Drow would barely regain his senses before Muraski was upon him, the man would punch at him, and with the distraction having succeeded, Roy would barely get away. He would feel the impact skim across his temple as he dodged, and damn did it hurt for hardly hitting, the First Ranger would automatically cringe away, just in time for the sword. Roy's throat wasn't bare, nor was his whole neck, no that choker would be hiding most of it from sight, the sword would nick just a bit of the collar, sparks would fly but other than that the choker would remain in place, who knows what would have happened if he hadn't moved at the last second. The choker, thinking someone was trying to remove it from Roy, would automatically tighten, strangling the Drow with cruel constriction, the Drow's thoughts would pulsate with the thought of Blanchette , hoping the collar would loosen with those images, else he would die. Roy would continue the thoughts as he went for a uppercut to the man's jaw, Snowshadow would be horizontal in his fist, the blade wouldn't pierce the man's flesh, though the wicked silver domes on the glove's knuckles surely wished to bludgeon the man. Whether it hit or not would prove to be chance as Roy jutted his sword foreword for the man's stomach, he prayed that it would impale him as Roy once again backed away swiftly, wishing for more ground as the constriction lessened little by little.

Blanchette moves along the path staring out at Roytoc, her drow slave, humming softly allowing sparks of flames to appear along her sparkling form from the gold along with silver dust on her flesh.

Muraski /was quick to avoid the brutal upper cut aimed for his head, his upper body to swiftly pull away but within that motion the man's focus upon his assailant was broken, a mistake which left him open for the attack to follow. As sabre pierced flesh and protruded through into his stomach, Muraski's hand would flash forward and pull it further through to lock the drow easily within his grasp. His head would lash forward to smash into Roy's skull and hopefully confuse the man for long enough that his second attack could land with ease. The vampire's hope resided upon the drow being dazed from his recent assault and his arm still to be within his grasp as his free hand reached for the Cenrilli repeater at his side. The quickly drawn weapon aimed into his foes gut, two bolts to be loosed as he hoped that both might soon reside within the man's stomach and force him out for the fight.

Roytoc would be very surprised as the man pulled him in closer, but damn, he had forgotten the man to be a vampire, or had he just desperately needed the hit, whatever the cause was the man could partially take such things. The collar would begin to loosen, a gasp would be made for air, breathing would come rapidly now, reveling in the lack of pressure on his lungs. But then he would be head-butted by the man, the Drow was so tired of being head-butted, Barra always did such things in their spars but it was also good for it had provided the Drow with a somewhat hard skull. Roy would see stars flash, his nose wouldn't be broken though, thanks to the goggles partially covering the tip of the bridge, Roy would stagger a bit and actually let go of his blade, grabbing for something instinctively. It would be the man's repeater, one bolt would go flying for the side, hitting whatever building it would happen upon, and the second would crush through the man's hand, the glove would only slow it a bit, but damn the man for not wearing his armor. The arrow would rip through to the other side, the head literally cascading blood down and onto Roy's hand, the pain was ungodly, and he knew some cartilage or bone had been horribly injured, but at least Roy had knew the repeater would be used. It was good that Roy used his left hand for the sword, for the Drow would still have his right to do damage with. Roy would scream in anger and pain, thrusting repeatedly at the man, simultaneously going for his throat and heart, the little area of attack would be a blur as the Drow would forget about defense and just go for speed and power. Roytoc's left hand would be, for the most part, useless for the remainder of the battle, but Roy still had Snowshadow, the wicked blade that was made from a stallion-sized Frost lion's claw.

Muraski /backed away from Roytoc, the drow's howl in pain from the bolt to ring within the vampire's ears and force Muraski to take a stumbled retreat. The blade that resided within his gut would be removed, weakly held within injured arm, two sabres now to find refuge within the sired one's hands. As the scent of Roy's blood filled his nose, the vampire's nerves began to dull, the pain began to recede and one thought pressed itself within his mind, feed. Eyes focused upon his assailant but all to late, his momentary distraction by another ones blood to allow his foe three easy slashes across his chest, the blade to force further crimson fluids from the vampire as once again they cut through cloth and leathers. The pressed assault of the dagger didn't seem to end however and soon the sabre in his right arm was forced to awkwardly parry the blows, three, four in a row before he rolled to the left to avoid any further attacks. The roll would come to a swift end, the sabre to be swung behind him in a large sweep in the intent to sever muscle and force the foe to fall to his knees. Muraski did not cease in his escape however as several more steps away were to be made, time to be given as he turned around and prepared his next assault and defense to be made.

Roytoc would indeed be reassured in his skills as so many blows met with flesh, but he seemed to be in a fury now, not paying attention to much but the major offensive. Roy would only be more angered as his own sword was used against him, though he striked it so many times it would seem the man was hardly able to hold onto it. Finally as the man would roll to the left, Roy would jump, though he finally noticed his love, Blanch, and became horrible distracted. The jump became awkward, his right leg would rise more than his left, the original plan was to completely jump over or on any sword coming from behind his knees, but that is not what had exactly happened. The sabre would carve into his left calf, though his momentum along with the sword's would make it easier on the Drow, his right leg would be protected by the left and the First Ranger would nearly do a back-flip before slamming into the ground at an strange angle. Roy would groan as Muraski stepped away once more, the vampire ready to charge or defend, and he had Roy's sword still. The Drow would slowly stand, gripping his dagger tightly, he was very dizzy after the blow to his head, the ground was unforgiving, Roy hoped he still had enough energy for one more attack.

Muraski /slowly moved his way towards the enemy in which he had grown so tired of, between the slander on his name, the attempts at his child, the attacks that resided in him, all of it had just been to mist for the man. When he finally made his way back next to Roytoc, a kick would be had at the back of his knee, the drow to fall down to his knees like the last attack had intended to leave him. The sabres each stabbed into the ground on either side of Roy's leg, knee to be forced into the back of the drows, and hand to hold tightly to his hair so he could not move. The Main gauche which resided in a holster upon his belt was removed and slowly moved towards the man's shoulderblade. The cuts were swift but accurate, the mark of the Leskovac household to be left upon the man's backside. The wound when finished would be packed with dirt, to force the injury to remain open for as long as possible, a scar to form when all was said and done, a reminder to be there for whenever the drow thought it wise to once again go against his household.

Aftermath

Roytoc would stumble away from the man, similar to where Barra sat, his shoulder would pain him greatly, blood seeping down his back along with the dirt he packed into it, the Drow seemed woozy. "None of this, will get your daughter back, it wasn't me! It was my brother," The Drow would say, holding his head in vertigo.

Tysinni blinks at the rather quick, impromptu duel before frowning and wading into the midst of it. She's just in time to deliver a whack to the back of Muraski's shoulder with her cane when he finishes scarring Roy's back. "Hey! Hey! I told you, he didn't do it! Gods damn it, you stubborn marmoset!" She lifts her cane again, prepared to whack or pry them apart if needbe, when Roytoc stumbles away, still giving explanations. "Damn fools!"

Blanchette was done standing back and watching her slave get beat up on, thus the white flame sparking female moved beside Roytoc, making a fist near his face as the collar visibly began to constrict as her fist got tighter, "What happen this night?" She looks to Roytoc, eyeing his collar, "What you mean you're brother?"

Roytoc would grasp at the collar, though it would still choke him, and he would involuntarily get on his tip-toes, "This man accuses me of trying to bed his daughter, when I have no want for her, and even if I did I could not, I love you," The Drow would gasp, visibly choking. "It was Zalctor!" He would say as the last of his breath left him.

Muraski stood from Roytoc as the man hastily stumbled away, he had done his part and finished the job. When he saw nothing of the Raziel, he figured she had left for the night and couldn't truly blame her. When Tysinni moved about with her cane, the sired one could of cared left and moved to place the woman upon his shoulder which lacked injury. Though his body was already slowed, he would practically fall over the second he started to carry the woman, "You, with me, go." He seemed rather determined to make it back to his house and hadn't made it far when suddenly he collapsed forward, oh what a great thing was blood loss.

Blanchette drops her fist causing the choker to cease and hang like a chain now along his neck, "Indeed, I know you can't even a thought of another women and you could end up with your head rolling at your feet that you so move to the tip of your toes on." She laughs at this, looking at the man that had now fallen to the ground, "So the fight was over the girl? Did she say it was you?"

Roytoc would greedily breath once again, the vertigo stronger now, he would glare at Blanch for suddenly being so cruel to him, "No, she did not! She said it wasn't me, but he seems intent on placing the blame on me. I know not his problem," Roy would say quietly, about to pass out. "I haven't seen the two of them for a week and then he accuses me of this and begins a fight, I didn't know what was going on." The Drow would place his hand upon Barra's head, who was just as dizzy and tired.

Tysinni is still looking between the two of them when Muraski picks her up unceremoniously. "Hey! Put me down!" Almost immediately her demand is answered as he falls over on the ground. She topples with him, landing on her hurt leg with a hiss of pain. Her cane falls several feet away and she quickly attempts to right herself without it. Rolling Mura over, she looks down at him with a slight scowl, concern marring her features. "You stupid man..." Her attention moves over to Roytoc who seems to be under attack from a new foe. "Hey, lady. What the hell are you doing?" The thief crawls over to her cane, before dragging it back over to Mura, prepared to defend both him and her friend Roytoc if needbe.

Muraski soon found his feet once more, though it took longer then the usual, "Come Ty! We have things needing to be done!" Once more, he continued to walk, arm to reach for hers so that perhaps she would be captured and forced to follow!

Blanchette smiles at Roytoc, kneeling done hugging him tightly as possbile without hopefully causing any harm, "Glad you are okay at least." She than looks over to Tysinni, "The female he is in love with that is who I am, and you are?" She did not say in a rude tone, not one bit but a voice laced with song. Back to her drow she flicked his nose, "Bad! Bad!" Doing her best to keep a straight face, leaning over to whisper into his ear, looking over to the other two, "Does he need some blood right now to help him gain some strength?"

Tysinni goggles at the female, looking between Roytoc and Blanchette for several seconds, resisting the urgings of Muraski. "Hold on." She gives Mura a warning glance, before using her cane to help herself to her feet. Leaning against it heavily, she turns a glare on the woman. "The woman he loves? Looks more like his torturer. How can you claim he loves you when you treat him like a slave? That's not love, that's not even caring. That's nothing but one horrible being trying to own another." Dismissing the obviously crazy female from her thoughts, she turns to Roytoc, giving him an unreadable look. "Do you want to come with us?" She'd offer him an out, a chance to do what he wanted.

Roytoc would smile softly, still feeling sick and worn, truly he respected Muraski more now, he was a good fighter, he showed his cards. Roy would try not to look towards Ty, somewhat ashamed that she had seen him being choked, he would visibly straighten though at the whisper, becoming more Jovial. Roy would whisper quietly to her for a few moments before he once again became saddened. As Ty spoke her mind Roy would frown, looking back into the dirt, he truly would feel ashamed at this, he was the First Ranger of Frostmaw and he was being controlled, though it wouldn't affect his duties. The Drow would slowly shake his head at Ty's question, unsure of himself, "I-… I don't think so Ty," He would say to her, though he wouldn't look at her.

Raziel || Quite suddenly a little white bunny with inky-black wings would wander up to Muraski. It was Boss, the bunny she named after Mura. He'd hop up and down to try and get his attention, but if that didn't work he'd spit glitter at him, soon followed by an ember of fire. Should Mura's attention be caught the bunny would salute him, and then dash down the same road that Raz was taken in by Varil, though the bunny wasn't leading Mura to her, only trying ot tell him she was gone... And not back at his shop.

Muraski simply lifted Boss up as he began to do things unless he moved quickly. He then looked back towards Tysinni, "Come on Ty! Let's get moving, I have things to be a doing!"

Blanchette sighs, "Long story short we got into a fight, out of rage I slapped this on him. I put it on him to keep him from cheating again, or even hurting another female. Out of my rage and pain that was caused from bad choices Roytoc made, but we slowly been working away from it. Trying to bring me back to the female he once knew." She said all this looking away into the window of the tavern nearby. Placing her hand on the choker, it twisted into a braided chain no more a mark of enslavement, "We both made horrible decision." Offering Roytoc a soft smile, standing up ready to leave if he really wanted to go be with his friends, if he did she would waste time in her theatre again going over and over her opening act till her flesh was raw.

Raziel || Boss would squeak as Muraski picks him up, and would continue squeaking, as though he was trying to tell him something, soon there'd be a Pop! And boss would be a dinner-plate sized butterfly that would float away from Mura and then another Pop! And returns back to the partially flyable bunny. He seemed to be intent on trying to tell Muraski something, though he didn't seem willing to listen.

Tysinni shot Blanchette a disbelieving look. After having seen her nearly choke Roytoc into unconsciousness right before her, she wasn't going to be swayed by words of contrition. Rather than saying what she thought about the woman further, she'd turn to Roytoc and watch him for several seconds, giving him the opportunity to change his mind, before slowly nodding her head. "If -this- is what you want, Roy, then so be it." Her words would hold more pity than anything else. Turning fully away from the two, she's start limping towards Muraski, assessing look given to the bunny in his hand. "You need a healer and those damn bunnies...I can't shake the feeling that they're up to no good. I mean, really, what is that one doing here all by itself?" Frowning, she'd take a moment to look Mura's injuries over, unable to help her worrying.

Muraski shook his head at the female, "I don't use healers now, remember? Holy magic, being dead thing, it's not a true fan of my body type. As for the bunny, it's name is Boss, it belongs to Raz and since she is off afraid of me this eve, I'll hold onto him till she returns." A walk would be made, slow, limps to be had, as if he would stumble with nearly every step btu somehow he continued to support himself forward.

Roytoc indeed did want to leave with Blanch, besides the point the had missed her, Roy didn't really want to be around Muraski, that just seemed like a bad idea. Roy would take Blanch's hand in his and look to Ty, "Thank you, but no, I'm going with Blanch tonight," He would tell her, his voice holding no shame. Roy didn't like the slave choker, and even though it was now a braided chain, he still didn't like it. It was more stylish now though, always a plus… Roy would help Barra up, for the shadow didn't seem to be leaving, and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, they would support each other for Roy could barely stand, he was wounded, though not mortally

Blanchette snuggles against his side, helping to aid him in a walk back to a place, leaning over to lick his cheek playfully just to make him laugh at least she had hoped it would. Nodding to those around before off the two lovers went.

Raziel || Boss spews rainbow glitter -all- over Mura nice clothing! Should he not be caught the bunny would hop off, and leave a trail of glitter every so often, as he goes back to Raz. Poor little guy, he loves his patron saint/ queen/ empress/ general so!

Tysinni sighs at Roytoc, shaking her head slightly. She felt bad, who knows what the woman would do to him once they were alone when she was willing to choke him in public. But what could she do? The thief stares at Muraski, a funny feeling settling in her stomach. "You're talking about the bunny-master? Mura, I kinda thought we were on the same page about magic...why you'd want to 'adopt' a woman that can melt into a shadow on the ground an disappear, I don't know." Ty would continue to limp forward, determinedly ignoring Roy and Blanch.

Muraski blinked rather unexpectedly, "Melt into the ground? Didn't know she could do that one.." He simply shrugged it off, perhaps his brain wasn't working. As the bunny hopped off he sighed,' Fine! Good riddance!" He turned back towards Ty, a step taken towards her, arm to be placed around her shoulder without asking as he didn't want to admit his rather weak condition. As for the glitter, the clothes were already bloodied, he cared less, he would jsut have to pull another suit and sabre from the closet.. Bloody rich merchants..

Raziel || The whole army of rabbits would suddenly charge Muraski and tackle-glomp him, then run back off to try and catch up with wherever Raziel is.

Tysinni suddenly finds herself being used as a crutch. While she was using her stolen cane as her own crutch. "Ack....Gods, I thought people were supposed to lose weight when they became leeches." Muttering to herself, she'd start limping towards their home, fully intending to find out where he had put his horse and throw him up on it. "You're an idiot, Mura. Why do you always gotta be fighting someone?" The sounds of her ranting would accompany the two of them as they headed off. Well, up until Muraski is tackle-glomped and then Ty changes her swearing and cursing targets to the rabbits. "Damn twitchy-nosed devils! I know what you're up to!" Yelling that, felt awfully familiar to her.

Muraski was about to make some comment back to the female when suddenly the twitchy nosed devils smashed into his back one by one! Nearly toppling the man to his feet had it not been for the great support system of Tysinni and her walkin cane. When he finally recovered, he shook a fist back at them, no words spent, just thoughts of rabbit stew. Then he turned back towards Ty, "Hi-ho hi-ho it's off to home we go!"

Raziel || Boss shakes his paw at Muraski!