Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

It was just another muggy morning in Stranglethorn Veil. It was only half passed ten and the unforgiving sun was beaming down on the young blood elf warrior causing a be a of sweat to collect at her long thin brow. The task was simple. Kill the buccaneers that had landed just south east of Booty bay. There were always Bloodsail buccaneers in the cape of Stranglethorn, but many young heroes were offered a decent bounty for keeping the pressure on them. It would not be the first time the young elf had been given this task, but it was easy gold, and the pirates didn't seem to cause her much of an issue. Her fighting skills far outweighed the skills of the pirates that gathered there. It would be surprising if she had not made a name of herself among them already. The humid air filled Llunau's pronounced Loo-now lungs as she took a deep breath before hoisting her two handed sword over her shoulder. The small elf was unusually short for her race only standing five foot three. However her height was unfairly deceiving, Llunau was extremely skilled and strong for her size. This was an advantage for her. Many alliance underestimated her which ultimately ended in their deaths. The blood elf was thin and fit, with a slight golden tan which proved she spent a great deal of time outdoors. Snow white hair dangled down her shoulders outside of her back cowl she wore around her head. The only downfall to her size was the ability to wear heavy plate gear was lacking. She could do it if need be, but she felt more comfortable in heavy leathers and chain-mail armor. For this particular mission she wore mostly leather with a few pieces of chain-mail. Two emerald green eyes looked out at the beach from the heavy foliage that was the forest. There was maybe fifteen pirates she could see. It would be easy for her. They were all spread out which made them easy targets. She almost felt upset that she didn't bring her hunter friend with her. They would have had much fun with this, but Llunau needed the money. Without another moment of hesitation, Llunau jumped out of the thick foliage and began to charge silently towards the buccaneers. If she were wearing plate, the sand would have slowed her down but she could move easy with the gear she was wearing. Only fifteen feet to go for the first kill. The young pirate had turned around to see her only giving him the time to shout out to make her presence known. With one swing of her large sword, she sliced the human in the the gut. It was a kill shot. Not wasting anytime making sure he was dead, the elf quickly moved to her next opponent. Now the whole group of the pirates knew she was there, which gave her no incentive to be quiet and sneaky. With every new opponent, her blade did not fail her. It was almost like watching art. She made it look so easy. If one were to watch they would have thought it was rehearsed with all the fancy turns and jumps she did to end her foes. Back arched, stance perfect, her sword came down on her last opponent drenching the blinding white sand crimson. Now all that was left was to collect the proof. Llunau sheathed her sword, squatted down and took the Bloodsail signet from the dead pirate's belt. She continued doing this with each of her fallen victims. She may not have been watching, but her hearing was excellent. It would be very hard, if not impossible for someone to sneak up on her as she practically pranced like a deer from body to body. Her short legs jumping over anyone who laid face down in the sand.