Baby Bandit [C-tier Job/Diana]

Spoiler:

Endolf scowled as he read through the local papers. Rebellions had begun to finally break out across the continent of Kou, those opposing the return of some former emperor named Gao Yuan Zu and others opposing the current emperor Yoshiro Zu. Battle were being fought between the supporters of Yuan and the soldiers under Yoshiro’s command. It all agitated the already easily angered Fanalis. He would wad the few pieces of paper up before he could finish reading the whole thing and would throw it as far off as he could. Currently the redhead had kept himself out of the city, surviving on the edge of the capitol and dodging the soldiers and rebels alike.

His arm would hang down at his side again, brushing against his cloak that draped over the tree branch he had been resting on. His other hand would pull his hood over his eyes once again. For all he was concerned the only thing worth doing at the moment was to take a nap. A sharp cry of distress would prevent him from napping however and caused him to scan around with his crimson eyes for the source of the sound. From the right, along the eastern side of the city’s borders, came a pair of figures. One stayed in the same spot, collapsing onto his knees as the figure ahead of him continued to run towards Endolf’s tree. The redhead’s mouth would twitch into a sneer of annoyance at the fiasco.

Once the figure running towards his tree was close enough it would be his end as Endolf would leap down from his branch and drive his heel into the man’s skull before landing on his feet.
------------
Magoi: 150/150
Stamina: 375/375

Basic attack vs Bandit
------------
WC: 283/1000

As Endolf would kick the bandit’s fresh corpse away from him, not caring in the slightest that the heel of his boot was now stained by the former man’s blood and brain matter, he could hear the commotion coming from where the bandit had been running from. Picking up whatever it was that the former man had been running off with, a small box from the looks of it, Endolf would turn to watch as more combat began to unfold. Three more bandits terrorized a small farm house, with only a young woman and an overly large dog being there to put up an opposing fight. Several seconds would pass as Endolf watched the young woman handle the three bandits, not without any form of fault in her fighting, but still fairly well. He even found himself growing amused with her beast’s choice to begin eating one of the bandits it had just defeated.

Carrying the box over he would watch as yet another bandit appeared, ax lifted over his shoulder. The new bandit was enough to infuriate the Fanalis. The larger, more portly bandit wasn’t anything more interesting to look at than his companions had been. Like them he wore tattered clothes, clearly stolen from others he had robbed before, yet his did seem to be covered in stains. It wasn’t these stained clothes or the golden piercings in his ear and lip. No, it was his hair. As fiery and crimson in color as Endolf’s own. The fact that this bandit was of the same race as Endolf enraged the warrior, almost seeming to cause his own hair to lift and move in the wind. Not unlike a blazing inferno unto itself.

“You’re pretty decent girl.” One boot would hit the ground after the other as he approached, clearly not caring if he was noticed. It would actually seem that he wanted this poor excuse for a Fanalis to know he was arriving from behind him. “But you. You’re just pathetic.”

This time his words were addressed directly to the man standing between himself and the girl who had dealt with his three underlings. “Oh? I don’t know who you are but I’ll be glad to take that chest back from ya.” The bandit would turn around and smirk upon seeing that Endolf was holding the box.

“You’re a piece of filth not fit to be part of the Fanalis lineage.” The warrior’s crimson eyes would almost burn holes into the bandit leader as he stared him down. “You want the box, it’s yours.” He would lob the small box towards the bandit leader, only to take action almost instantaneously after.

Endolf would rush up after the box and slam his fist into it, turning the small container into a makeshift projectile aimed directly for the leader’s forehead. It if landed or not didn’t matter to him as the former coliseum fighter would continue moving forward, intent on eliminating the stain to his kind’s name. The box did hit the man in the forehead however, shattering upon impact and sending him stumbling backwards. He would recover just before Endolf was upon him, clearly capable of handling himself in a fight as Endolf felt any Fanalis worth his grit should be able to. The bandit would attempt to retaliate, trying to kick his boot out at the oncoming embodiment of rage as he rushed head-long. But Endolf was far more nimble than the bulky-yet-bloated foe he faced and leapt above him to Dodge! the pathetic attempt at countering, slamming his own boot down into the man’s nose not very unlike how he had dispatched his earlier underling.

And it was over. Endolf had managed to deal the killing blow to the bandit’s leader as blood ran down from the man’s nose. His corpse falling to the ground as Endolf simply stood over him. “You weren’t a Fanalis. You were just scum.” He would spit on the man’s corpse in his subsiding anger.
-------------
Magoi: 150/150
Stamina: 355/375

Basic attack vs Bandit Leader x2
DODGE! vs Bandit Leader's Kick

DODGE!:

-------------
WC: 663
TWC: 946/1000

The redhead seemed to stop caring about his surroundings once he had killed the bandits’ boss, focusing again only after the girl had instructed her dog to clean up the mess. The display Pluto, the name he had overheard her referring to the beast by, made of eating the remaining corpses was both horrific and intriguing to the Fanalis. Yet he loved it. He’d have to remember to try and teach Raijin that same trick once the wolf was larger, he had to admit that it would make his own “eliminations” less messy if he were to simply feed them to his beast after all was said and done.

He would stop watching Pluto eat when the girl came over to him and placed some money in his hand. The family they had just rescued, even if unintentionally on Endolf’s part, seemed to have thanked her with a monetary reward and she seemed to feel that it was only right to share it with him as well. By now Pluto had returned, his multi-course snack finished, and the girl climbed on to his back as if he were a mount. She would address herself as Diana, to which Endolf would reply with his own name in a calm manner. After Diana would leave the redhead would approach the family himself. “I might have broken that box when I said that scum could have it. But I never said he’d get what was inside of it.”

The hand Diana hadn’t placed money in emerged from under his cloak, a small crystal figure sitting neatly in the center of his armored palm. The children who had been crying stopped and looked at his hand in disbelief before breaking out in cries of joy. Their parents would accept the figure from the warrior with gratitude, claiming that they truly were happy that Yoshiro had warriors like Endolf supporting him. The redhead would look at the couple and question them “Yoshiro is the one that abolished slavery here, right?” Their responses would confirm this and in turn Endolf would shed a small, genuine smile. “Then I guess it is lucky that he’s got people like me supporting him.”

Without another word he would pull his hood tighter around his head and depart from the small farm.
--------------
WC: 382
TWC: 1328/1000 (MET)