Recent content by Cutter Wright

Why was this the one job? Some spoiled rich kid needed an escort and while Cutter was more than happy to oblige, He was biting his nails, the horse he'd been riding on was still giving him a bit of trouble and he was barely keeping it reigned in, luckily he'd been practicing the past few weeks...

"Thanks for the info however, I don't think I want to find out just yet... whoever he- I was, isn't the person I am now. I'd prefer to keep it that way for at least a while longer" Cutter was honestly afraid of it, every fiber of who he is now was telling him to not look into his past, though...

Pulling the sword from the neck of the bandit, whatever his status before, he was more than likely dead now. Unlike her, Cutter was essentially unfazed outside of being a bit grossed out by the blood lingering on his sword mixed with the pain throbbing through his shoulder. "Right... try not to...

Cutter still had his hands placed on his back, Even after the thing went limp there was a large hesitation to remove his grasp. Yet he couldn't stand there forever, taking two steps back his eyes turned back to their normal sky blue, Cutter now pretty sure the shock had made him comatose...

Cutter knew it was a risk but he was by no means weak. Knowing if this hulking figure got back to that old man and the girl they'd die for sure was enough motivation because what cutter didn't mention to the girl was that his telekinesis had its limits, except when he made tactile contact. What...

His blade made contact, the surprise was there, but behind his altered state," not much emotion resided in Cutter's face outside of raw aggression. While they were engaged in the struggle he picked up her words when she mentioned he got stronger as they fought it was a significant indicator for...

The rock crumbled as expected Cutter followed through, his sword making contact with the shaft of the axe, yet he pushed through slamming the blade into the fellow's shoulder, yet through all the flesh cutter had sliced, this was different, the muscle seemingly stopping the blow of his sword...

Cutter just stood there while the moving mass of muscle said the word "surrender" 'Cutter. he's lying, you know that... after all, it takes one to know one. Now bathe in his insides' He'd gotten pretty good at suppressing the voice inside but when it made a point, the raven-haired man couldn't...

There was a part of him that was about to swing, realizing with one simple swipe he could stop this banit with a stroke of the blade, after all would he really change his ways, how could cutter know someone else wouldn't sget hurt. regardless he stoped himself nodding in an irritated fashion...

Intercepting the first strike cutter blinked in confusion, the blow was weak.. like the weapon was being swung by a noodle, pushing away the blade Cutter prepared himself once more, however, what followed was a series of events that would leave even the mages of Elbion scratching their heads...

Face first in the dirt, Cutter planted his hand down and raised back up looking at the horse he recently purchased "How exactly am I supposed to ride a horse when it treats me like this?" It turns out, unlike some other skills he simply had after waking up, horseback riding wasn't part of his...

Works for me.

Cutter could definitely use a job if you're still looking!

I apologize for such late replies, things have been non-stop for the past two weeks.

Standing strong, hands clasped at his rib cage. Isak closed in and started on his proposal; he was versed in speech, his manner sound and steady, he mentioned the woman screaming like a banshee at the town gate, and how she was the primary cause of the incident earlier. The events were all...