1. Hawkflesh

    Prompt Harvest Festival

    Hawkflesh almost spat up his drink at the question. He had gotten used to people not asking. On the road you did not ask such questions and those who knew even a smidge of it knew never to try and sate what curiosity they had. So he took his time and wiped his mouth with his hand as the mug...
  2. Hawkflesh

    Prompt Harvest Festival

    "My name? It's Hawkflesh." He tried to make it sound less horrifying and was not entirely successful. At once he was aware of his longsword at his side. The grim weapon was well used and he was certain the implications of that was not lost on any who cared to notice. He took a drink from his...
  3. Hawkflesh

    Private The Hawk and the Dragon

    The dragon made sweat itch down his back. "Nothing so grand. These Baron's might have at least given me a map or better directions." To calm himself a bit he kicked a sod of earth, severing some flower heads with the toe of his boot. "I passed by Oakstead and saw what you did there. Folk are...
  4. Hawkflesh

    Hey you, you are finally awake

    That was a tricky one he thought to himself as their hands parted. One touch and he knew he was right about her, strong hands, killing hands. "My job here was to be on holiday!" Not untrue. Though he was planning on killing the wagonmaster once they reached their destination. She had charged too...
  5. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    It took four quick strides to reach the Mirani and the fuzzy little source of this scenario. He was quick and feisty but Hawkflesh was not about to duel the small thing. He was angry and cold and wet and hungry and he had just about had enough for one day. With all his might he pulled his leg...
  6. Hawkflesh

    Hey you, you are finally awake

    No sword, no food and an aching head. If the concussion did not kill him before tomorrow he figured he would be none the worse for wear. "Obliged to you." He grunted as he climbed his way up into a stand. He was thinking, even for an Elf and with a burn mark on his face. The carriage was...
  7. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    Mud flew up as Hawkflesh kicked his sword up into his hands again all too slow to even try to stop the arrow before the magic enchanting the rain did. He reminded himself to thank the Weaver when this was over. The sound of Lenri got him turning and again he was too late to face the large man...
  8. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    *Bounty hunter?* By far not the worst thing he had ever been called yet it stung all the same. "Shit." His voice barely more than a sigh he let his sword plop down into the mud and raise his scrawny arms to the weeping sky. The rain felt colder now that he was the one being threatened. Whoever...
  9. Hawkflesh

    Prompt Harvest Festival

    His smile was in the shape of an unwelcome thing as his face perked up at the thought of Rho's generosity. "As long as its dry and indoors I'll take it gladly. Thank you." This past month he had slept under trees and freezing sky. Just a bit of light as he rested would have been enough really...
  10. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    "Good lad, now on your knees and plant that forehead into the mud. I see your eyes again and I'll be the last thing you..." It was faint in the rain but something moved unlike it should have, as if an especially heavy thing had fallen from a tree. Hawkflesh spun but saw nothing, he was too...
  11. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    The light flashed and Hawkflesh moved, fast and precise, even in the rain, he sent the handle of his longsword in a long sweeping arc down onto the back of the human Paul, hammering him into the ground to prevent him getting up. Flipping back he then faced Lenri and lunged at him, the surprise...
  12. Hawkflesh

    Private The Hawk and the Dragon

    Not able to hide his shock at the appearance of the dragon Hawkflesh jerked into a reaction hand on sword and eyes wide. As it landed the grass bent before its might but as grass always did it sprang back up again as Hands, his horse, bolted for the treeline. At least he would not be a dragon's...
  13. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    "Yes. Lost." This it, the lair. Time to pick a fight he thought as he casually swung his longsword into a half-sword grip. Treating the long blade like it was a staff and he dropped the leaf given him onto the mud. "That's when you don't know where you are or what you're doing." A smile dragged...
  14. Hawkflesh

    Hey you, you are finally awake

    It took a moment to shake the last of the brain fuzz from Hawkflesh's eyes but then he focused on her. Deep dark focus like the glint of a blade in a shadow. "I will kill anyone you like if you get me out of here and I hope you don't mind if I smile while doing it." Shaking his head again he...
  15. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    Hawkflesh' smile was like a promise of I'll intent as it spread across his face. His face turned towards the source of the voices and he listened more. Following the talking over the crest of a hill was easy. The humans he saw first and then he saw the loot and he realized two things instantly...
  16. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    The morning was glum and miserable. Hawkflesh moved with a sluggish determination against the wet of his cloak. When he found the cut rope and trees which held the kin the day before and began to look for clues. Sharp eyes caught bigger footprints soon enough. Big as a full grown human. A...
  17. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    He moved like a scarecrow towering above the others and emerged from the nook of the tree and stood under the grey sky. With a long crack he rolled his shoulder and set it right. The blade of grass he slipped into his sleeve and looked back towards where he had found them all the day before...
  18. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    Hawkflesh, now finished with his cake sat and pondered a moment before lifting an unburnt stick from the small pile of kindling still next to the fire and began to scrawl in the dirt for all to see. His long arms making surprisingly delicate shapes. "First we must find them. I'll leave that...
  19. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    Gratefully he took the little cake and blew on it but did not eat it yet. "You are making it complicated Mister Tumbleton." Again he blew cold breath from his lips and sent the steam of the cake wafting away only to return. "It would be far simpler to kill them than leave them alive." He took a...
  20. Hawkflesh

    Open Far From Any Hollow

    "Hmm, something you do..." Hawkflesh hooked his chin over his crossed arms thinking on the words. Thinking on how folk often do without really understanding if they want to. Need replacing desire in the demands of the ongoing, eternal now. "I think I understand." His face hung, slightly...
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