Recent content by Rafael

Great, more chaos. More reason to get out. This little tavern in the middle of nowhere had apparently become the meeting spot for everyone and anyone who was searching for the exact same thing they were. Convenient, really, because it allowed him to memorize every face that should be...

Rafael didn't have time to offer a quip to the Elf, nor did he have a moment to share Keres’ concerns. Darkness snapped through the room as though someone had drawn a curtain down upon the moment. Plunging them into a veil of complete black and snuffing out the sight of those within. ”Shit.”...

Tulio let out a grunt as his name was mentioned, the dog yawning and shifting in Keres' lap. Refusing to greet the newcomers as he was introduced. Rafael couldn't blame the hound, he probably wouldn't have moved either. "A pleasure." The Cortosi said with an incline of his head, keeping the...

Rafael followed along with the other mercenaries, seeing their employer engrossed in yet another conversation whose outcome would have little effect on anyone. It had been quickly learned that their dear leader rarely said anything new twice, meaning he tended to carry every conversation around...

Rafael lowered his crossbow as soon as the sign of threat had passed. The string gently unwound and the bolt once again given to Tulio to be replaced in his pack. Any day where a possible fight didn't turn out to be one was a good day, by Rafael's estimation. He had been a mercenary long...

"Yeah." Rafael said as he stood on the other side of the small Caravan from Roul and Keres. His hand gently scruffling his hound Tulio's neck. "We probably should have shaved you before coming into the desert, huh?" Almost immediately the dog looked up at him, ears flickering as he continued to...

"Uh oh." Rafael said, as he pulled himself up from the little grassy patch of ground. Tulio looked up at him, tail still wagging. It was clear the hound didn't exactly understand what was going on, but he was pretty happy to be included. The wide smile that spread over his snout told that story...

Rafael shrugged. ”Figure it’s really none of my business.” He was a mercenary, he didn’t care much about anything except for himself…and his dumb little dog. A small smile touched his face as he looked at Tulio, reaching over to scruffle the hounds neck as Trix gently pulled herself up. He...

Rafael’s nose curled as the stink of…whatever it was Asta pulled out touched his rather sensitive nose. His head turned away and he nearly gagged. The stink of the stuff worse than the afflicted corpse on the floor. Tulio on the other hand, simply did not seem to mind at all. The Hound stood...

Rafael continued to gently stroke his fingers over Tulio's fur. "Probably." He said with a shrug, figuring it was above his paygrade. Framing him had been a move of convenience, that much they could figure easy now. The whole thing had probably happened by accident, and had only been...

Rafael let out a small chuckle. "Wish more people saw it that way." Unfortunately, he knew first hand that such was not the case. He'd had more than a few run ins with the Church, and even before his...affliction, he had never much liked them. Damned Inquisitors looked at everyone like they...

This woman was clearly insane. But maybe this whole trip wasn't wasted just yet. Maybe if he played his cards right, and Tulio remained as handsome and cute as he was, he might still come out on top of all this. "Bat." He admitted readily. It was not often that he got to speak openly about...

For a long moment Rafael didn't say anything, he only stroked his fingers slowly over Tulio's head. "Saw one like it once." He said eventually, more than a few minutes having passed. His voice didn't shake anymore as he spoke, probably because of the heavy cloak wrapped around his shoulders...

Rafael belched. "I didn't do anything." The Cortosi said, scowling slightly, looking down at his feet and letting out a long haggard breath. Tulio looked up at him, shifting so that he could lay down on Rafael's lap as if commiserating. Resting easily as the werebat stroked a hand over his fur...

Tulio let out a low whine at Trix's words, but the sound didn't not mask the second scream which echoed out not a short while later. After that, silence loomed. Only the sound of the rivers water flowing by. It was almost thirty minutes after the screams stained the air that Rafael appeared...