Naguru
Esoterically Discontented
"I'll state this very clearly; What I offer you is the life stolen from you so easily before it's intended time and in return you repay a debt, I'll generously give you the means to pay me back in full and guarantee the safety of your life while on any job. However there are rules you must follow and your life, until you buy it back anyway, is not yours. This world is on the edge of a sword right now and the weakest wind will blow it in to a chaotic mess of violence and more importantly; a stack of work for me. To repay your dept you must kill Zombies, beings brought back to life who range from mindless weak pathetic training dummies to intelligent criminal master minds bent on feeding their urges in secrecy while hiding under fake skin. Ghouls, who range from the reanimation of a vicious deceased dog to raging bundles of corpses molded in to a hideous creature of great strength. Ghosts and Spirits, from simple 'hide your keys' tricksters to aggressive possession masters bent on spreading their rage. Finally there are the Grim Reapers, trained combatants interested in the same work you'll be taking on, however their goal is different, they hate the undead and kill any and all they can find("That's you" he notes softly.), these are the most terrible creatures of all for at their very core they're human. All these things you will be killing with out hesitation to earn back the life stolen from you, so do you sign the contract and become another number under the R.M. Company? The choice is yours."
In this painful world there are those bent on chaos and destruction, you're merely a tool to prevent that chaos and destruction, do you job well and do it quietly, this is the creed of your employer and must be complied too if you fear a more... empty death.
Somewhere in a busy city two unfortunate souls new to the business of the River Men are going to have their game stolen and their existence at threat of being erased.
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Leigh could smell the stench of rotting flesh from a mile away, he made his way to a cemetery where four Z were just beginning to stretch their legs. "You don't look very lively, I'm sure I'd only get forty dollars. I guess you guys are paying for dinner then." Leigh yawned while scratching his head. Leigh slides his hand under his shirt to the gate of storage on his back, tapping it once then sliding his finger tips in to his own back, the skin ripples as if it were liquid. From the tattoo gate Leigh draws a long makeshift copper magitech katana he designed. A yellow electricity buzzed up and down the two flow gate lines on the swords blade that had been enforced with a properties gate, the blade drew magical energy from his very body producing the yellow electricity sparking from the blade. The Z's decaying ears managed to pick up on Leigh's voice and slowly they began their march towards their (unlikely)meal.
A shadow zooms between the Z with great speed and revealed itself as a cloaked figure, from the cloak came a large Scythe and a second later the Z's bodies broke in to two before turning to dust and being carried away on the wind. After a moment Leigh finally realized his game was just stolen. "This is annoying, I hope you're going to buy me dinner now." Leigh replies thinking that the figure were another R.M. Employee. The figure darted at Leigh with great speed and took a heavy swing with their scythe, Leigh's katana collides with the blade of the scythe sending the blade spinning in to the air before landing a great distance away, if Leigh were a fraction of a second late he'd have been cut in two. Leigh quickly leaps back making a large amount of distance between himself and the blood thirsty figure. "That wasn't nice, allow me to give you a warning; do that one more time and your end wi-" Leigh is broken mid sentence by the sound of the figures cloak meeting wind resistance as they dart at Leigh. Leigh watches the scythe closely managing to jump over it's swing, it slams in to the ground, Leigh's feet barely touch the ground when his chest is slammed with a large amount of force from the figures fist. Leigh slides and rolls back making distance between the two, Leigh gets up holding his chest, the hit burned and stung; the blow was infused with small amounts of magic. Leigh quickly slid his jacket and shirt off revealing several tattooed gates on his body, quickly in a swift and smooth motion Leigh pressed his thumbs together activating his flow gates then pressed them on his chest, he drew lines of red aura connecting at his heart along his arms until his thumbs each made it to the tips of the middle and index fingers on each hand.
Leigh took his martial arts stance he had been practicing with the two fingers from each hand sticking out. "Ok, I'm ready now." He muttered in a dead serious tone. The figure gazed at their hand before pulling the scythe out of the ground and rushing at Leigh again, Leigh watched the blade once more this time ducking close to the ground under it, the figure shot a punch down at Leigh who managed to send his left hand fingers up to meet the blow head on, the figure who appeared to be a women from up close shone a smile. Leigh looked back up sharing the smile before sending his right hand fingers for the women's stomach, the sound of an electrical buzz was heard, then a loud thunder clap resonated from Leigh's fingers as he redirected the force and power of her blow in to her stomach, she flew back in to the air landing on her back. Leigh breathed a sigh of relief, it had been the first time he used his martial arts style with the gates and he was glad it worked. He shook of the excess energy sparking form his right hand before taking his stance once more, the figure coughed and got back up, she glared at Leigh and a fusion of confusion and anger could be seen in her eyes. The figure turned her back and she disappeared just as quickly as she had shown up. Leigh put his clothes back on pondering what just happened.
In this painful world there are those bent on chaos and destruction, you're merely a tool to prevent that chaos and destruction, do you job well and do it quietly, this is the creed of your employer and must be complied too if you fear a more... empty death.
Somewhere in a busy city two unfortunate souls new to the business of the River Men are going to have their game stolen and their existence at threat of being erased.
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Leigh could smell the stench of rotting flesh from a mile away, he made his way to a cemetery where four Z were just beginning to stretch their legs. "You don't look very lively, I'm sure I'd only get forty dollars. I guess you guys are paying for dinner then." Leigh yawned while scratching his head. Leigh slides his hand under his shirt to the gate of storage on his back, tapping it once then sliding his finger tips in to his own back, the skin ripples as if it were liquid. From the tattoo gate Leigh draws a long makeshift copper magitech katana he designed. A yellow electricity buzzed up and down the two flow gate lines on the swords blade that had been enforced with a properties gate, the blade drew magical energy from his very body producing the yellow electricity sparking from the blade. The Z's decaying ears managed to pick up on Leigh's voice and slowly they began their march towards their (unlikely)meal.
A shadow zooms between the Z with great speed and revealed itself as a cloaked figure, from the cloak came a large Scythe and a second later the Z's bodies broke in to two before turning to dust and being carried away on the wind. After a moment Leigh finally realized his game was just stolen. "This is annoying, I hope you're going to buy me dinner now." Leigh replies thinking that the figure were another R.M. Employee. The figure darted at Leigh with great speed and took a heavy swing with their scythe, Leigh's katana collides with the blade of the scythe sending the blade spinning in to the air before landing a great distance away, if Leigh were a fraction of a second late he'd have been cut in two. Leigh quickly leaps back making a large amount of distance between himself and the blood thirsty figure. "That wasn't nice, allow me to give you a warning; do that one more time and your end wi-" Leigh is broken mid sentence by the sound of the figures cloak meeting wind resistance as they dart at Leigh. Leigh watches the scythe closely managing to jump over it's swing, it slams in to the ground, Leigh's feet barely touch the ground when his chest is slammed with a large amount of force from the figures fist. Leigh slides and rolls back making distance between the two, Leigh gets up holding his chest, the hit burned and stung; the blow was infused with small amounts of magic. Leigh quickly slid his jacket and shirt off revealing several tattooed gates on his body, quickly in a swift and smooth motion Leigh pressed his thumbs together activating his flow gates then pressed them on his chest, he drew lines of red aura connecting at his heart along his arms until his thumbs each made it to the tips of the middle and index fingers on each hand.
Leigh took his martial arts stance he had been practicing with the two fingers from each hand sticking out. "Ok, I'm ready now." He muttered in a dead serious tone. The figure gazed at their hand before pulling the scythe out of the ground and rushing at Leigh again, Leigh watched the blade once more this time ducking close to the ground under it, the figure shot a punch down at Leigh who managed to send his left hand fingers up to meet the blow head on, the figure who appeared to be a women from up close shone a smile. Leigh looked back up sharing the smile before sending his right hand fingers for the women's stomach, the sound of an electrical buzz was heard, then a loud thunder clap resonated from Leigh's fingers as he redirected the force and power of her blow in to her stomach, she flew back in to the air landing on her back. Leigh breathed a sigh of relief, it had been the first time he used his martial arts style with the gates and he was glad it worked. He shook of the excess energy sparking form his right hand before taking his stance once more, the figure coughed and got back up, she glared at Leigh and a fusion of confusion and anger could be seen in her eyes. The figure turned her back and she disappeared just as quickly as she had shown up. Leigh put his clothes back on pondering what just happened.