㊝ Cylus 9th, 718 ㊝
㊝ Company: Himself
㊝ Current Thought: Look what I found
㊝ Current Theme:
Oni
㊝ Attire: Common Clothes
"Common Speech"
"Vahanic Speech"
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The It seemed things were getting interesting for the male that showed up, Dosan, however, was going to use this opportunity to get the info he needed. Slinking down the side of the building he made his way behind the group. It was a good thing they were being distracted otherwise it would take a little longer to get to the boat.
He didnt know how long it would take for this situation to escalate or not so he made his way to the merchant's galleon, staying within the blind spots of the docks as he moved. Slipping onto the boat he echoed the hemovision of the back to check if there were any sentries on the ship, and for his luck, there were only two. Switching to echo the sticky limbs of his bat totem, he scaled the walls of the hallway within the massive galleon.
Once on the ceiling, he made his way till he found the first guard, who was coming down the opposite end of the hall from him. Reaching into his pocket he retrieved a few throwing knives, and once the guard was close, flung them right into his neck and eye, though the other two he threw landed in the wooden floors of the boat.
The next guard was easy as he was standing outside of a room, resting his eyes as he leaned against the wall. Dosan got directly above the man and reached down to snatch the man by the head, putting him in a chokehold. Applying as much strength as he could, he squeezed the life out of the man, the guard's legs flailing and kicking back and forth till they couldnt anymore.
With a thud, the body hit the floor, and Dosan landed next to it. Now that the guards on the boat were dealt with, the Viper made his way around the boat, checking room after room.
"If I were a weak spot in the defense of a kingdom where would I be?"
He scanned the entire area he was in and an important looking set of doors caught his eye and he went to investigate.
He made his way up the corridor of the hallway, making sure to keep his steps as silent as possible, just in case his eyes missed some guards as it wasn't always an accurate echo. He reached the doors and forced them open, finding the merchant's quarters on the otherside of them. He then began to sift through the documents that are within the room.
"So this is the manifesto huh? Let us see who is buying and what goods are being sold, shall we?"
he whispered as he glanced over the book, before putting it on his person.
After 30 more bits of snooping Dosan gathers all the info along with some interesting rumors that he's sure the Duke will love to hear from around town. He manages to compile all the info into the manifesto and heads back outside. Once outside, however, he finds there is no need to remain silent anymore. Unsheathing Blood Fang, he climbs on one of the nearby boats near the group.
"Looks like you boys have been naughty as of late. Sneaking people into the city isn't a nice thing to do ya know. We don't take kindly to that kind of slavery here."
he said as he pointed his blade at the merchant, before licking it in a sadistic manner. Looking to the stranger he smiled, now noticing the face of the man.
"I didnt think I'd see you again after we fought together in the Blood Arena, care to help me kill some slavers real quick? Come on, it'll be fun I promise!
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Mark of Prowess
A slash in the shape of a cosmic star identifies the Mark of Prowess.
Believed to be a fleshy sigil which allows the Wounded God to funnel power into the person who possesses it, the Mark of Prowess supposedly grants a greater degree of skill and ability to its user. Typically, this increase in skill exerts itself in a martial competence, though it may also apply to less violent works such as artistic pursuits or craftsmanship.
