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CIRI;

[personal profile] sawcleaver 2016-02-25 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)

[The announcement on the local bulletin had read that there was a local monster preying on traveling caravans and on natives who wandered on the outskirts of town for too long, hunting for food or gathering herbs. Vheras is no stranger to beasts or even impossible creatures that should not exist, nor is she unfamiliar with things that seem out of place or unusual; and so it's with great care and weapons in hand that she's ventured into the furthest part of the woods, eyes alert for anything coming her way.

What she didn't expect was to find another person with the same idea in mind far ahead of her. Coming across Ciri was unexpected, but definitely not unwelcome. Vheras has only vaguely come across her in previous adventures, but never fought alongside her or worked with her in finding dangerous beasts. She does fine on her own, but is never opposed to working with someone else. It helps to keep her calm, at least. Her nerves would probably get the better of her before this beast, honestly, the way Vheras kept curling her hand around the handle of her sawcleaver and looking everywhere instead of listening first.

It's partly why she supposes she's currently wrestling with her back in the dirt against a massive Barghest, the creature more than happily trying to sink its fangs into her face. Vheras' hands are holding back its maw, but she's struggling to not let the thing simply shove all of its weight onto her and end up like a lifeless ragdoll or a chew toy.]


A little help--!! [It's all she can manage to say as the Barghest snaps dangerously close to her face again, dual colored eyes looking to see if she can spot Ciri somewhere in this mess. She really hopes this won't end in a death; the Drabwurld isn't connected to the Hunter's Dream, from what she can tell, and so she doesn't know or trust how well she'll come back if she does die, in the end. She'd rather have that not happen, if it can be avoided at all.]