CH2 Fallen Angel

The smell of death lingered in the air as a ranger and his wolf traversed the battlefield death all around nothing was in one piece the losers of this battle were torn to shreds by a, blade. One obvious thing was that none of them where human besides no man walked away from this alive.

"Fish my favorite . . . no chance that you found any bandages. . . no? Maybe later then . . ."

Bishop flinched when he heard the raspy voice of a woman. He looked to see a body perched up against a sword and a black panther licking her hand. If it weren't for the familiar tone she use he could of guessed that the animal was savoring its future meal.

He looked at her for a while she had red and blue tattoos on her arms and legs. Old and new scars cover her from her face to her legs. But his gaze flattered when he meet her eyes looking directly at him she was covered in mud and dry blood. She had a strange appearance short green hair that framed a feminine-masculine face and ears of an elf but she was a rare type of elf being that she appeared to be the height of a normal human.

"Would I be asking to much if I could have some bandages" she looked at him but from what he could tell she may just be looking through him.

"And tell me why do you think I would I give them to you?" he snickered at her grinning slightly in his twisted way.

"Ha ha," she gave a light laugh"you wouldn't. . . because you don't care" she looked at him waiting for a sneer, and a sarcastic laugh she could feel that he was evil. He gave her a cold hard look of someone who didn't care enough to bother himself in their affairs.

"Then please leave so I can die in peace," she shank her teeth into the raw fish, but stopped eating when she felt a weight hit her lap, bandages "thank you" he snickered sitting down.

"I thought you wanted to die. Besides it's not a gift, you owe me."

"You seemed like the type to ask me to repay even a little debt" she stared him down then cracked a lopsided smile that made her look years younger.

"So who do you kill for" he looked at the field of dead bodies keeping his regular smarmy neutral face.

"Heh. . . nobody. . . teh I'm nobodies lap-dog I go where I want and kill what I want" she looked very serious and stern but sighed in a self-conscious defeat slouching back, to take another bite at her raw fish.

"heh...good enough for me" he snickered look at her again she had the same presence as the Knight-Captain.

"Can you help me?" She asked a little too polite for his liking.

"No"

"What if I payed you" she asked before taking another bite of the dead fish. Then gave the rest to her black panther who greedily gobbled it up.

"With what?" he eyed her again she didn't look like the type that would have any substantial amount of wealth except her two substantial tracks of land. Then she reached her hand out expecting him to take it.

"Annoying little brat, aren't you," his voice was low and nasty "look at you, anyone ever told you that you aren't any good at giving orders?"

"Fine!" she stood up un-esaley using her companion as support "here is to the hope we never meet again," she said comely as she walked past him"someone like you," she looked at him with a sideways glance "your way of life will forever be you undoing".

After she was gone he stood their for a while listening to the dead silence there weren't even birds chirping. 'What was with that bullshit speal?'

Then he felt that something did not feel right "that wench she stole my gold!"

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