-What's wrong little boy?- Zenay bellowed, clenching his left fist, brandish the new grey-dagger and ready to fight.
Nymet still looking at Zenay's face without the mask which used to hide his mouth. For the real world, for almost all humans and even including other kind of people like the elves or dwarves, the use of the mask is for protection only.
-You're... -Nymet tried to articulate something, but he failed. He met Zenay just some hours ago, but he could never think about that, specially the victims of the ninja.
-It seems I'll have to stop your agony, if that is what you have. -Zenay sneered, now calmed and relaxed.
Nymet didn't close his eyes for all that time, and his breathing became regular, with that the fear started to leave.
-Wait, how can we fight in the same level?!... how can you still fighting if you're...
Zenay understood what Nymet tried to say. Nymet could not believe what Zenay actually was. But that was the option that no one could even guess. The normal people can't understand that... the truth is always harsh.
-A child? Hehe...- Zenay laughed lightly. His face actually was the one of a child, or at least a teen, but all the skills he had in the battle was not the one someone can wait from a child. -We're not such a warriors, a group of men who do it for fun... well, at least not at all. If that's what you thought. Actually, the decision of destiny is not something you can just choose. If we do all this is not for fun, almost all us have reasons to work like this, it's...
-Shut up. It's harsh I know. But there is something else... you're such a warrior. As you said. In my town just some experienced warriors and soldiers of the kingdom fight like this, move like this, talk like this... even, they have mercy, how can someone like you forgot that?!
Zenay got serious. He throw his dagger to Nymet's head, but he failed and it got buried in the ground, very close to Nymet's head.
-THIS IS WHY WE'RE HERE! -he yelled. -People like you made us lost everything, people who thinks that the world is a happy place while they destroy it with, wearing a large cheeky swine face!
Zenay took Nymet by his leg, with a strange power... the rage, adrenaline, whatever it was, it sent Nymet into the river. Not satisfy with that, he jumped to the river, wishing Nymet's head.

Bubbles could be seen on the surface of the lake in rapid succession, the near calmness on the surface of the river is polar to the doings under the river. Thrashing about while Zenay attempts to hold him down, Nymet tried to gasp for air till he landed a punch square in the chest of Zenay which forced him off him. Nymet finally gets his head above water gasping for air, then in the split second of gathering air Zenay comes down on him with a powerful blow to the head. A few seconds later Zenay gets out of the river, breathing heavily.

Zenay just continued to stare at the river, waiting as if he knew Nymet will arise from it. After all of this fighting if it is anything Zenay learnt its that Nymet doesnt seem to go down till you force him down. Again he stares for a minute and nothing happens, could this be it? Did Zenay finally finshed the job? Then suddenly a rage of bubbles began to surface in the middle of the river. "You have to be kidding me! What does it take to kill you dammit!"

Nymet appeared in that scene with the treasure bag in his hands.
-Hehe, it seems that you will get a headache with me. -Nymet said. He throw the bag to the river and look back to Zenay.
Zenay looked at the bag losing in the river, and then he saw Nymet laughing.
-Hey, you have nothing else to do?
-It's just a little funny game. Wanna play?
Both warriors were disarmed. Zenay looked at his punches, Nymet did the same as a sarcastic imitation.
-No weapons, eh? -Zenay said with a smile.
-It's seems I'll have to use my hands on you, you're lucky! -Nymet said laughing and preparing to face the battle.
-So...
-Yes.
They took a battle stance.

Both Zenay and Nymet began a stare down of epic proportions, each calculating each others order of moves and how to counter. Rage once again began to fill up in Zenay "I will tear you apart you little rat! You have caused me nothing but trouble!" "Technically your the rat" Nymet said as a swift reply. Then before the first move, Nymet just stopped, it was as if all the life had been sucked out of him, he looked pale as a ghost.

In a flash although very weak Nymet summed up the strength and was speeding across the river to get to the other side. "You damned coward, cant stand your ground get back here!" Zenay began to walk into the water till something began to breathe down his neck.

By now Zenay has seen Nymet as made it to the other side of the river and began running back to town. "Oni... I want you to get off my back! I told you to abort the mission! Bah while your still here get a led on where Nymet is going, there will be no place for him to hide..."

Again large breathing came upon Zenays neck. "Dammit Oni I gave you a command!" Zenay said as turning around furious. Then Zenays eyes shot wide open, he wasnt talking to Oni but a large mud and stone like golem. The golem let rip a large roar, and prepared to attack Zenay.

OOC: Ok lets finish this up.

The golem was giant. Alone in the forest that mountain of earth, grass and rocks... The legends tell tales about the earth monster, the walking mountain, just tales...
Nymet scaped from the creature, knowing the powerful adversary's skills, he crossed the river as quickly as he could. But Zenay didn't noticed that, huge thing behind him.
Almost without breathing Zenay tried to articulate something.
-L... lee.... .lehea... lea... leav' me...
The golem had a rock face, immutable to the plea of his victim.
Suddenly, someone attacked the Golem.
-GRAAH! -the walking mountain said, trying to touch his back. Later, it took out something, a dagger!
Zenay fell to the ground. Breathing deeply, he regained energy to speak.
-The Parkas never fails, he? -he said laughing.
The Parkas' member didn't answer, he just finish the golem with a severe hack in the head, if that has head. And the earth-man came back to the earth again.
-You're welcome. Although the Parkas failed again. -he said.
-Eh... No way.. Nymet!


OOC: Okay, it was my very last post. It was a pleasure to roleplay with you, this is the first time I do something like this.
So... give it a good ending!

OOC: It defenintly was, same here, and I will try , we should try this again some time later in life

"Howd you get back here so fast, and and.... why!" Zenay demanded "My own trick hehe" Nymet picks up the dagger. Then quickly Nymet rushed up to Zenay and penetrated him deeply with the dagger into his stomach, Zenays eyes shot wide open and mouth gaping but still quickly Zenay countered by stabbing a small strange metal object into Nymets arm but did little to stop Nymets attack.

Nymet sighed a big breath and whispered this into Zenays ear "Your still my enemy dammit" Then pushed the dagger even deeper. Nymet then took a few steps back watching the strange emotions Zenay was showing. He was laughing as blood fell out of his mouth, then in a sudden he stopped, then collapsed onto the floor next to the slain golem. Nymet reapproched Zenay checking to see if he really has perished, then confirmed it as taking the medalion symbol of the Parkas "This will do well to show everyone that the Parkas are beatable.".

Before leaving he almost forgot about the small object in his arm, ripped it out and threw it on the ground.

Several days later in the town of Thais, Nymet was taking a visit to one of his friend Drake, he was a once powerful mage who retired the arts for a more peaceful life. The door swings open and the two greet each other and then sit at a near by table inside the house. They banter on till nymet says "Bah this pus crap is coming out of my arm again." "Pus? Let me take a look at your arm" After a quick examination Drake's look turned from friendly to highly serious. "This looks similar to some sort of potion effect" "What kind of potion and what effect?" Drake then stood silent staring nymets arm. "Wyvern posion... well a magically concocted version of it." "Wait are you saying I have Wyvern posion in me?!?" "Possibly..." "Possibly?! I need to know I dont want to die!"

Drake then turn t deadly serious "When did you get the wound and how?" "Was fighting a Parkas member known as Zenay stuck some small object in my arm" Drake stood silent then said "How long ago?" "Uh about 3 days?" "It takes 3 days for a concoted version of Wyvern posion to kill its victim" Nymet stood terrified "Th-th-th-there has to be an antidote!" "There is... but it only works within 24 hours of the insertion of poison in your body" Nymet just stared at Drake with no emotion, in his mind he finally understood why Zenay was laughing.

Nymet did not wake up the following day...