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1 Doing what's right [Mission] on 06/04/14, 12:52 pm

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It was true; Alek was not the kind of person that could always keep his cool. He wasn’t that disciplined a man, despite the amounts of martial arts training that he had embarked upon. He was a strong man, someone who wasn’t broken easily, but that didn’t mean that he was a god of patience either. 

In fact, there were some things that got him spitting at the mere thought of it, and one of those things was the abduction of innocent people. People took other people from their homes, from their quiet lives, in order to sell them to people who had no right to have them in the first place. 

This was what they called slavery, and whilst he was disgusted at the very basic concept of it, he could at least understand it if the people that they were abducting had done something abysmal like treason or killing another person. 

The concept of making someone who had done an unforgivable crime, someone who would be sent to jail to rot for the rest of their lives, work off their sins against the rest of humanity was something that he could endorse without a guilty conscience. 

But, attacking innocent families and taking people from their home? That was disgusting, vile, putrid, and more than that they had actually had the gall to steal women and children and force them into this vile practice as well. He could feel his body boil with fury like nothing else in this world.

The last week had been a pretty weird one, one that he hadn’t anticipated. Although, that being said, he hadn’t anticipated being in Zou, he hadn’t anticipated being a victim to the machinations of a sociopathic mage who had as little sanity as Alek himself had patience, and… 

Well, let’s just say that being on the receiving end of weirdness was not something that he was unaccustomed to by this point. However, today he had been walking through a series of small mountainside villages to get back to the monastery – he had been spending his last week since Yakuroro had disappeared in the middle of the night
, training with the monks who he’d been pit against earlier this month. 

He was stronger than he had been when he left, and his skill with the weapons at his waist and back had grown exponentially. However, that didn’t matter as he walked through the village and noticed, to his surprise, just how empty it was. It was like the entire town had been emptied, like someone had just tipped the place up and poured everyone else out. 

There was blood in the streets, a simple touch able to tell him that the blood had been here for a few hours. But, that didn’t stop an old man, bleeding heavily, from stepping out of the shadows and letting him know the exact situation. 

Some people, some monstrous, greedy people, had come to the city and stolen the children in the night. When people tried to stop them, they had attacked the villagers openly. 

Abducting those who they were able to overpower and to kill those who resisted even after that, they had emptied the entire town within a couple of hours. The old man was one of the few who had survived the attack because “He would be no use as a slave” and because there was no point in killing someone who wouldn't be able to put up a fight.

It was… putrid, revolting. Before he really thought about what he was doing, he promised his help to the man that had been left behind, and waited to get some clue as to where to start looking for these guys. There had to be some indicator, right? 

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2 Re: Doing what's right [Mission] on 06/04/14, 02:41 pm

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The information that he was given was, in all fairness, pretty scant. The old man had been unable to follow them due to his fragile bones; something that Alek noticed was more than just an excuse as he seemed to honestly struggle simply standing up without something to lean on. 

Still, the information that he gave him was that they had last been seen going west, and that they had around a three hour lead.  

That was a pain; in three hours, they could have covered a huge amount of ground that he was going to have to make up on his own, and the fact that they only knew that they were going west meant that they could have turned off the path at any time during those hours, so he was going to find it even harder to find them. 

Alek would have, at that point, taken a horse from the village, but they had all been taken when the people had been taken. It was understandable, in an area like this horses sold like hot cakes. They were necessary for some of the more dangerous roads, and so they fetched an extremely high price. 

It was why he’d ended up walking so many places recently, because he wasn’t the type of person that was okay with stealing from other people and he wasn’t the kind of person who had a large amount of spare money just lying around, ready to be spent on stuff like mounts.

So, grudgingly, he was going to have to go after these guys on foot.

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As it turned out, that was a bad decision. It was a few hours later, darkness had come over the town, and he had not found them yet. On the plus side, he had found evidence of where they went, they had gone out of town and he had managed to find their hoof-prints that had led him right where they had gone, but even as he jogged down the path that they had led, he was still lagging behind them since they had had such a heads start. 

He was in the wilderness by this point, and the only way that he would be able to know where he was going was by going back through the hoof-prints. 

If it rained, he was going to end up lost beyond any sort of recognition. But, he wasn’t thinking about that right now, what he was thinking about right now was the fact that, on the bridge of the hill that he was currently running up, he had finally found a large, house-like building where the hoof-prints stopped.  

This had to be where they had stopped for the night.  It wasn’t hard to see why if you spent even a few seconds looking up at the sky. Since mid-afternoon, it had made it clear that it was going to rain at any minute, and whilst they didn’t care about the people that they had kidnapped, it was so much harder to keep track of everyone during a rainstorm. 

They didn’t want anyone to get away, after all, that would make them out of profit. Disgusting fools, Alek thought as he took his crossbow off his bandoleer, vowing to make sure that they all suffered for the way that they treated the people who they had kidnapped, before rapping on the door with his free hand’s knuckles.

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3 Re: Doing what's right [Mission] on 06/04/14, 03:08 pm

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The fight was over in a flash, before anyone really knew what was going on. The moment the door opened, an arrow was shot into the person’s face. For a few seconds, it might have seemed like Alek was too quick to react, but the fact that one of the slave girls was lying on the floor, bound at the hands and ankles. 

The second person that stood up, drawing a sword, was similarly killed – the arrow shooting through his eye and coming out the other end, leaving a splay of gore across the wall. It was somewhat annoying how much trouble he’d been forced to go through for the people that he was trying to rescue. 

However, with the wands that he noticed sticking out of their pockets, he was suddenly made aware that these people were mages. That, and the fact that he got hit in the face by a sentient table, sending him flying out of the door. He could feel his head swimming, the blow appearing to have given him a concussion. 

But, nonetheless, he was going to have to deal with this his way. Throwing himself into the building, he slammed his foot into a third mage’s head, sending it flying backwards. 

The table, once sentient, was now falling to pieces, the magic clearly having been cut off. Now, cutting the ropes of the girl on the floor, he gave her the knife and got her to lead him to where the other kidnapped people were.

The other five mages, who might have seriously put up a fight, had no chance to do as such – Breaking the neck of one, he’d kept the other four away from the door with pot shots from his crossbow whilst the slaves were free, and leading them out of the building. 

Firing an arrow into the roof, he watched it explode and set fire to the entire building, before running off with his new companions. By the screams of the people behind him, it was clear that most, if not all of them, had been caught in the fire.  

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