Not So Long
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Warning: Slight abuse and violence.
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Vittorio stepped aside to better protect Valora, the rain slowed a little and Vittorio could see all three men had knives in hand. Vittorio's eyes flicked towards the house but he did not see Elrohir.
Vittorio's stomach flipped and his nerves raced. He wouldn't let a single one of these men touch Valora, under any circumstances.
"Move aside boy and we won't hurt you." The tallest of the men called.
"Don't touch her!" Vittorio called to them as they stopped a few meters away from him and Valora.
"Vittorio, please! Save yourself, I'll be fine!" Valora pleaded with Vittorio.
"No, Valora, I will not leave you here-"
"I don't want to see you hurt!" Valora pleaded once again.
"No, I am staying to protect you Valora, you've helped me more than I can remember, now it's my turn." Vittorio faced the men ready to fight with all his strength.
"Isn't that sweet, boys, the gentlemen here wants to protect his lady." Another of the men sneered and stepped closer, "I want to get this one, he gave me a rough time earlier." The man moved his hand holding the knife forward towards Vittorio.
"Vittorio!" It was Elrohir this time, he was returning with a knife, full speed.
"What the!?" The third man questioned as Elrohir came flying at him and knocked the man to the ground.
"Grab him!" The short one commanded and the other man made a grab for Elrohir.
Elrohir swung his hand up toward the man and hit him square in the face, sending blood flying from the man's nose.
"Ow!" The man grabbed his hurt nose and stumbled backwards over the man unconscious on the ground.
"I'm going to cut you from throat to stomach!" The last man standing ran towards Elrohir with his knife-hand outstretched.
Vittorio punched the man in the side before he could get to Elrohir though. The man doubled over with pain and Vittorio took the moment to kick the man in the face, laying him out next to the first man on the ground.
"Elrohir, you all right?" Vittorio turned to see Elrohir already working on cutting away the ropes that bound Valora.
"Fine, you?" Elrohir replied as the last of the ropes fell from Valora.
"Thank you Vittorio and Elrohir." Valora threw her arms around Elrohir's neck and gave him a thankful embrace.
"You would have done it for us." Vittorio smiled and received his hug.
"That was truly a great performance." An unfamiliar voice made the three turn sharply to see five men standing and watching them, "Wouldn't you think so boys?" The man farthest forward smiled at the three.
"Who are you?" Valora was the first to ask.
"Well, my lady, I am the infamous thief lord, Yorrick." The man bowed deeply and stood again.
"Thief lord?" Valora questioned. Both Elrohir and Vittorio stepped forward to protect her instinctively.
"Yes, I am one of the best known thieves, or as common people would say, a cutthroat." Yorrick smiled and showed teeth that every other one were plated with gold. "And my men, Sorely, Lok, Warrick, and Gytain." Each of the men bowed as they were introduced.
Valora stepped forward, much to the dismay of Elrohir and Vittorio.
"We happened to be passing by and couldn't help but notice the glorious fight you two put up to save the lady here." Yorrick waved his hands around in an odd manner as he spoke. "You two are quite the team." Yorrick smiled at the two men.
"Um, thank you." Vittorio answered un-surely.
"Now we have a favour to ask of you." Yorrick stepped forward and looked at Valora in a way that told Vittorio this was anything but good.
"We ask the company of the lady here." Yorrick said turning to Elrohir and Vittorio.
"What? You can't ask me. They do not own me. I am a person too." Valora spoke up and Yorrick turned to look at her.
"You're an interesting one." Yorrick smiled at her once again.
"What do you want from me? You can ask me or none at all." Valora stated bravely.
"I like that. Though I'm afraid I've broken your rule twice than already. See, you were not only brought out here because Giolla hates you-"
"How do you know Giolla?" Valora cut Yorrick off.
"It's a long story that I don't want to tell. I asked her to get me a new member to my group and she agreed. Catching the drift? You're the new member, I paid good money for you." Yorrick grinned and turned to see Elrohir and Vittorio's expression.
"Fine, I'll go." Valora said calmly.
"Really? Just like that? No fight? What happened to your spirit?" Yorrick turned back again to look at her.
"I want to see what else is out in the world. I'll go with you." Valora explained.
"I'm going too!" Vittorio spoke up suddenly.
"They go and so do I!" Elrohir added.
"I didn't pay for you two. I only paid for the lady. That would be cheating Giolla out of a lot more money, it's the wrong thing to do." Yorrick said solemnly, "so of course, I'll do it." Yorrick turned and walked back towards his waiting men. "Wouldn't you know, I got three for the price of one." Yorrick laughed and started off back towards the way they had come.
"Follow along." Sorely said gruffly as he took Valora by the arm.
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Warning: Slight abuse and violence.
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Vittorio stepped aside to better protect Valora, the rain slowed a little and Vittorio could see all three men had knives in hand. Vittorio's eyes flicked towards the house but he did not see Elrohir.
Vittorio's stomach flipped and his nerves raced. He wouldn't let a single one of these men touch Valora, under any circumstances.
"Move aside boy and we won't hurt you." The tallest of the men called.
"Don't touch her!" Vittorio called to them as they stopped a few meters away from him and Valora.
"Vittorio, please! Save yourself, I'll be fine!" Valora pleaded with Vittorio.
"No, Valora, I will not leave you here-"
"I don't want to see you hurt!" Valora pleaded once again.
"No, I am staying to protect you Valora, you've helped me more than I can remember, now it's my turn." Vittorio faced the men ready to fight with all his strength.
"Isn't that sweet, boys, the gentlemen here wants to protect his lady." Another of the men sneered and stepped closer, "I want to get this one, he gave me a rough time earlier." The man moved his hand holding the knife forward towards Vittorio.
"Vittorio!" It was Elrohir this time, he was returning with a knife, full speed.
"What the!?" The third man questioned as Elrohir came flying at him and knocked the man to the ground.
"Grab him!" The short one commanded and the other man made a grab for Elrohir.
Elrohir swung his hand up toward the man and hit him square in the face, sending blood flying from the man's nose.
"Ow!" The man grabbed his hurt nose and stumbled backwards over the man unconscious on the ground.
"I'm going to cut you from throat to stomach!" The last man standing ran towards Elrohir with his knife-hand outstretched.
Vittorio punched the man in the side before he could get to Elrohir though. The man doubled over with pain and Vittorio took the moment to kick the man in the face, laying him out next to the first man on the ground.
"Elrohir, you all right?" Vittorio turned to see Elrohir already working on cutting away the ropes that bound Valora.
"Fine, you?" Elrohir replied as the last of the ropes fell from Valora.
"Thank you Vittorio and Elrohir." Valora threw her arms around Elrohir's neck and gave him a thankful embrace.
"You would have done it for us." Vittorio smiled and received his hug.
"That was truly a great performance." An unfamiliar voice made the three turn sharply to see five men standing and watching them, "Wouldn't you think so boys?" The man farthest forward smiled at the three.
"Who are you?" Valora was the first to ask.
"Well, my lady, I am the infamous thief lord, Yorrick." The man bowed deeply and stood again.
"Thief lord?" Valora questioned. Both Elrohir and Vittorio stepped forward to protect her instinctively.
"Yes, I am one of the best known thieves, or as common people would say, a cutthroat." Yorrick smiled and showed teeth that every other one were plated with gold. "And my men, Sorely, Lok, Warrick, and Gytain." Each of the men bowed as they were introduced.
Valora stepped forward, much to the dismay of Elrohir and Vittorio.
"We happened to be passing by and couldn't help but notice the glorious fight you two put up to save the lady here." Yorrick waved his hands around in an odd manner as he spoke. "You two are quite the team." Yorrick smiled at the two men.
"Um, thank you." Vittorio answered un-surely.
"Now we have a favour to ask of you." Yorrick stepped forward and looked at Valora in a way that told Vittorio this was anything but good.
"We ask the company of the lady here." Yorrick said turning to Elrohir and Vittorio.
"What? You can't ask me. They do not own me. I am a person too." Valora spoke up and Yorrick turned to look at her.
"You're an interesting one." Yorrick smiled at her once again.
"What do you want from me? You can ask me or none at all." Valora stated bravely.
"I like that. Though I'm afraid I've broken your rule twice than already. See, you were not only brought out here because Giolla hates you-"
"How do you know Giolla?" Valora cut Yorrick off.
"It's a long story that I don't want to tell. I asked her to get me a new member to my group and she agreed. Catching the drift? You're the new member, I paid good money for you." Yorrick grinned and turned to see Elrohir and Vittorio's expression.
"Fine, I'll go." Valora said calmly.
"Really? Just like that? No fight? What happened to your spirit?" Yorrick turned back again to look at her.
"I want to see what else is out in the world. I'll go with you." Valora explained.
"I'm going too!" Vittorio spoke up suddenly.
"They go and so do I!" Elrohir added.
"I didn't pay for you two. I only paid for the lady. That would be cheating Giolla out of a lot more money, it's the wrong thing to do." Yorrick said solemnly, "so of course, I'll do it." Yorrick turned and walked back towards his waiting men. "Wouldn't you know, I got three for the price of one." Yorrick laughed and started off back towards the way they had come.
"Follow along." Sorely said gruffly as he took Valora by the arm.
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