OG Taygon

Man: what's a beautiful bird like you doing wandering around these parts so late at night in the cold dead of winter. Tay: I... dont know. Anywhere but here. Man: hmmm well good thing we found you before anything happened. Merchant caravan like us have guild mercs to keep guard. That's Brandon by the way, big guy with a sword. He's a silver rank merc so we'll be pretty safe around these parts. The lady in red is his partner, a fire mage, Sulfie. Them people with their fancy magic and sorts. Short one is Heffiel, a rogue. Brandon: We should call it a night. Once you all have had your fill. I'll take the fist shift stand guard againts bandits. Sulfie, Heffiel you two will take second shift to sunrise. Man: oh alright old man like me gonna sleep in the caravan with my goods. What about you birdy, you look comfortable all those thick layers on your own. Tay: it's fine, I don't need to sleep. Brandon: you should. Tay: okay, I'll try. *the night goes by and as the fire crackle, snap. The sound of twigs snapping, could be heard from the dark forest. Brandon readies his sword in attention, preparing if it was a wild animal, bandits or worse.* Brandon: SULFIE! HEFFIEL! * the two instantly woke up scanning their surroundings. Heffeil casting dark scout only for her shadow scouts to instantly be killed startling her. Seeing the outcome of their attempted scout Sulfie decided to get to action, casting fireball after fireball in a barrage to the dark of night. Brandon guarding her six casting fortitude on himself. A typical strategy for a Silver merc team on a mission.* Brandon: Did you get them? Sulfie: I don't know. Wheres Heffiel!? * Just then a drop of blood trickel, dropping onto Brandon's armor. Looking up was Heffiel. torn apart at the waist and decapitated. Sulfie screened in terror as there was no way anyone would have been able to come close to them let alone did that to their rogue in the moment she provided carpet fire to cover one half of their side and Brandon protecting the other. But yet here death peered into their faces. The merchant who out of the commotion woke up to this horror. peeling outside, Brandon yelled. " GET BACK IN" Just as a pair of dork shadowy blades struck from behind him. with quick reflexes he was able to block while Sulfie followed it up with a pillar of fire. This time she was certain it was burnt. Yet in a blur she felt the sharp pain in her body. sharp spine pierced her shoulder legs, guts and then looking up one right between her eyes. The fire did nothing but annoy the dark creature. Still holding off the monster, he yelled for the merchant to run just as a blade come down on Brandon. Unable to block the additional blade slicing off one of Brandons legs, the swords man fell to the ground screaming as he tried his earnest to drag his body away against that overpowering monster. He had never even seen or encountered such a monster.* Tay: sigh. * sizing up the creature betwech his thumb and middle finger in on hand before inverting his wrist, trapping the creature in a small prismatic gem sealing it in a dimension of its own before pressing down on the gem hand, cracking it before it shatters in to pieces disintegrating as the broken pieces fall. Brandon looked in fear as the monster who killed his party was just killed in an instant by some other being no doubt worse than that monster before.* Brandon: Huh! Huh! please dont kill me! Stay back! just stay away! Tay: If you don't stop the bleeding you will die out here. * Brandon was delirious at this point. He had already lost too much blood, hypothermia was also setting in. Tay in response sat back down on the wooden log and waited in silence. Brandon kept muttering things, as he finally bled out and breathed his last. Picking up his sword, Tay brought it to Brandon laying it by his side as a gesture that he went out fighting as a swords man.*