Thread: dirtylittesecret and sarjin

The woman squinted at the picture of the drawn face of the man which had just recently left the bar, nodding slightly with grunts of agreement. Thats the guy. He trashes my establishment every time they come in here. The only reason Ive been so compliant with his presence was simply because he brought us business. Gisa nodded slightly, taking the piece of paper from the womans fingers while she glanced over the womans face carefully with her emerald eyes. Say, She questioned, leaning in close to Gisa who was roughly the same height as the bartender. You arent going to make him disappear, are ya? She questioned with cautious eyes that prodded and poked Gisa. Gisa merely stared at her, her brows furrowing with aggression causing the woman to clear her throat and shake her head. Its none of my business. Its not like he cant handle himself. Her finger pointed up at Gisa as she wiped down the wooden bar table. Hes got a name for himself you know. We dont tolerate him simply because he brings us business but because the man can back up his threatening words. Gisas head tilted down slightly, acknowledging the womans warnings with extreme care. While she has never heard of his direct name, Gisa could easily recognize his face as he was quite the famous person throughout the lands for not only being one to buy everyone in villages drinks but because of his skill to lead people and his aggression within battle. With another slight nod, Gisa dismissed herself and left the bar to go and follow the man. While she did not trust the womans words completely, Gisa decided to follow them just in case there may have been some truth in what she was telling. According to the bartender, Gisa had just missed him stumble out of the bar with the rest of his men. If all stacked up in her favor, this job could effortlessly be done by the time the sun rises for killing a man who was drunk off of alcohol was a quick and easy job- no matter how shameful it was to strike a man in his back. Gisa stalked the alleyways and prowled along the streets in search of the man named Ignatius. While searching, Gisa went through with the battling plans and she may do if Ignatius was actually coherent enough to battle at full strength. Because Gisa was much weaker than her male counterparts, she could only rely on the speed brought to her by her smaller built and lighter frame. Unlike many men who fight with weapons such as swords, Gisa had to put her entire full weight into her attacks. This method often made her a regular visitor at the guilds blacksmith as the technique often dulled her sword. Despite how much abuse her swords often took with each fight, Gisas little system was quite effective and because it had such a high success rate, she did little to change the way she carries the sword. It didnt take her long to locate a man that fit the description and picture. The man smiled like an idiot as he walked along the cobblestoned paths within the village. Gisa examined him for several minutes, stalking him through the shadows before surfacing within the moonlight. Without a seconds hesitation, Gisa launched herself towards the man with such confidence and arrogance that she hadnt even drawn her sword until she was mere inches away from the man. She pushed the dull side of the sword against his leg, dragging the weapon the ground for a moment to gain momentum before sliding by him, her body turning towards him once she was a good several feet away from him. Gisa stood and watched him carefully, preparing herself for whatever movements he may be have in store.