Looks at the injury with shrugs and out of xer bag pulls out a box of vial and starts to tend to the bite wound. Dont want it to become infected after.
Nothing. Perhaps she had made too much noise in her searching, or perhaps the wider hunt had sent the rodents to ground. Or they just weren’t in the places she had looked. She circled back around to where she’d found the first two rats and began again, this time holding her diamond encrusted dagger at the ready.
Duke spies another rat in this field; what a surprize!
Deciding to have a bit of fun, he takes a moment to have a fake mustache placed on himself along with some red clothes and a hat.
He then makes a small rustling noise on purpose so as to draw the inquiry of the rat.
Waiting for just the right moment Duke leaps out and announces:
Duke then proceeds to give chase. Unfortunately, he is not used to running in pants or wearing a hat, which falls off and get's under his feet.
< "Rats." > The rat manages to escape in the delay.
Duke tries to follow the the scent as he proceeds down the road and on into B4 hoping to catch the rat B4 it escapes too far.
She faded back into existence from the shadows and heard a crunch beneath her left foot. Casting her eyes downwards, Akos saw the oozing remains of what was once a vampyr rat. Aww c'mon! she complained loudly before stomping over to a nearby patch of grass. With a sigh, Akos did her best to rub off the gooey remains from her heel and disappeared into the shadows once more.
The queen continued down the street, nothing catching her eye. It was then that she decided to shift her course. She ducked between two buildings and followed an alley to the edge of the city, near the wall.
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Aishe Ehsan Sanchari-Kuhlash | Married to Akos | Mother of Dynasties | Mum of 16 ♛ Queen Mother of Fenia | The White Wolf | Senator of Bravia
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Adamus sighed over the ruined remains of his trap. Perhaps subtlety was not his style, or traps weren't. Hmmm... what else may be subtle? Catching his gleaming reflection in an iced over puddle Adamus comes to the conclusion that bright shiny armour is not subtle. Who knew?
A not so quick change into his suit of leather armour and Adamus is back on the hunt for the vicious vampyre vermine.
Dragged behind Merek, an endless stream of complains could be heard from Argenth till they arrived at the base of the stairs of the university. Rows of gleaming, beady red eyes opened hidden in the dark of a drain following the two much taller creatures. The complains stopped when Argenth noticed them, slowly creeping out of the darkness eight black rats appeared, long sharp teeths shows on either sides of their jaws. Two of the vampire rats seemed to carry a grudge with him hissing with bloodthirst. Remembering the two that had escaped out the window, Argenth tried to free himself, which only resulted in Merek thightening his grip as the beasts drew closer. "Merek... Merek let go... MEREK!" Argenth cried out, as the rats suddenly rushed towards him. Swarming him in a half circle, they leaped at him in different hights. In a disperate attempt to dodge, Argenth stepped back stumbling over Merek sending them both to the ground. "Argenth! What are you..!" They rolled around on the ground, trying to fighter off the swarm. Multible teeths tried to bite through the tought scales covering most of the half-dragon's body. One pair of teeths found a softer spot, a sudden painfull queak rang out, as the rat that found the soft spot fleed in terror from surprised of the burning blood scorching the inside of it's mouth, quickly followed by the rest of the swarm trying to keep up with their fleeing party member.
As things calmed down, small hole could be found in the two victims' clothes. "What just happened..?" Merek looked around trying to make sense of what had happened, while in his head cursing himself for failing to notice the threat. Turning to Argenth, he looked to the half-dragon's leg where a small hardly noticable heatwave could be seen leaving the wounds. "Will you be okay?" Finding a piece of cloth he wrapped the wound. "Aye, what ever pest they carry with them should have been incinerated before it could even enter." Calm returning over the two.
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