Recent content by Kekrizh

Kekrizh's eyes narrowed as he peered into the kitchen from above the doorway. He sighed, scurrying back towards Kala as she resided within a small shadowy nook. "Brought in a mage to review the troll powder, lotsa guards." He paused, considering briefly what the next plan of action would be...

He nodded, remaining silent as usual. Kala's suggestion made sense, it was what he would suggest if he had spoken first, there was no need to add anything further to the discussion. Kekrizh held his breath, his katar falling neatly into his hand as the pair of guards strode past the two of...

Kekrizh nodded. The eerie quiet that had descended the castle was unsettling and Kek soon found his stomach knotting as he began to recognise the castle - now devoid of activity. "You're right, there's a window down the hall here." He scurried forwards, taking extra care to stick close to the...

Kek grinned, he shouldn't have doubted Kala. He'd never known her to travel without a calling card. It was a particularly nice touch, in his opinion, that both of them were included in it - even if she did a lot of the actual thieving work. He didn't speak at her suggestion, he simply scurried...

He let his eyes close for a minute, focusing on his other senses. He could hear muffled talking in one of the rooms adjacent to them. Lesser members of the royal family - he suspected. Snippets of conversations regarding politics, marriages and other human activities that otherwise bored him...

He glanced back towards Kala, pausing for a moment as she flexed her muscle over the unaware and vulnerable king. "I could spit in his drink, give him the shits as a little calling card." He chuckled to himself. He knew what the humans thought of the Rous, while he didn't necessarily agree or...

He could sense the unease that was overcoming his comrade. While he despised the paths, he didn't particularly like having a shaken comrade. Kekrizh shrugged, there was little to do now. If need be he could simply carve a path out of the castle for them both. He followed quietly, his nose...

Kekrizh buried his Katar deep into the ceiling. It required a little elbow grease, but the blade cut through the stone as a knife through warm butter once the force was behind it. He grinned, bracing himself for the inevitable vortex that would precede the use of the paths. It came, less...

He could sense the hesitation in Kala's voice, she liked to be prepared. Yet she knew it was for the best, this would be hard for her. Although, he reckoned, maybe not as hard as fighting two skilled and armoured magical behemoths. "Remember, we still have a secret tunnel in the kitchen. Our...

Kekrizh breathed and closed his eyes. His mind was swirling through the plans, blueprints and documents he had memorised to try and think of a way around this situation. An idea came not long after. The Rous snickered to himself, almost a belly laugh - although even then the sound was muted -...

"Possibly, look at their armour though. It's glowing." He paused, pointing at the guards that stood before them. Thankfully, for Kek and Kala, the lighting around them was dimmed and the Guards would be unable to see the two figures poking their heads out. "Can't smell them from this distance...

Kekrizh sneered at the mention of the paths. It was an utterly unpredictable completely random place. On one particular occasion, he recalled re-appearing in front of a very alarmed and confused contingent of soldiers. He shuddered, that had been particularly messy. "Rip it up now, we've got...

He knew Kala would take the egg. Safer that way. Most thieves - good ones at least - had a warded satchel, capable of breaking the laws of nature and hosting many times their size inside. Without resistance he allowed himself to be tugged along by Kala, eventually making a break for it outside...

Kekrizh swiped the disarming card from Kala and waited, his muscles rippling visibly as he tensed up - ready to begin the plan. Kala's card flew ahead, Kekrizh bolted - the Rous quickly lost shape and form and even to the trained eye looked little more than a small blur. "1..." The Rous...

Kekrizh paused and glanced at Kala for a moment. His gaze drifted back towards the nest and the gears of his brain began to turn. The room they were in was large and the pair were set back from their target. He knew he was fast. His training, his experience, his life had all worked to hone his...