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1 Return to Reim[Travel] on 21/03/18, 07:21 pm

Zafar

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The journey to Kou was made in hopes of finding strong opponents in the heroes that rose up on the battlefield. However, Zafar quickly found that it was no simple task arranging for a secluded encounter where he could fight his targets one on one. Assassinating them was doable, but isolating them in order to have a duel? The nature of an army at war made this simply too difficult. Especially when the high profile targets were considered. There was little for the clownish assassin to do in Kou now so he resolved to make a return trip to Reim.

Thankfully the entire trip wasn't a complete waste of time for the eccentric killer. On his way to Reim he had encountered a body manipulator who trained him in the craft. Zafar then found a rare winged arachnid species which could be tamed. Alas, these self improvements were mere trivial side interests to the fight loving madman. His blood was burning with desire to face a strong foe capable of bringing his excitement to a climax. So it was back to the old stomping grounds around the Reim Coliseum.

Before setting out, Zafar performed his ritualistic ceremony of shuffle his deadly deck the Edged Chance. Anticipation built in the killers fingertips as he drew a card at random and revealed it to be a seven of spades. To many this would mean nothing but to Zafar it divined that the route he would take to Reim would have some sort of good fortune associated with the number seven. With that in mind he purchased himself a passenger seat on a caravan headed west through the mountains and across the plains.

With a sack of supplies slung over his shoulder the red haired human approached a carriage near the rear end of a seven wagon caravan. The killer smiled playfully to himself as he noticed the count and associated the coincidence with his card from earlier. Such was this man's understanding of "Fate" and how chance rules all. Zafar settled into his seat and waited for the final preparations to be completed so the caravan could set out.


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2 Re: Return to Reim[Travel] on 21/03/18, 07:47 pm

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Reins lashed and beasts groaned with effort as the wagon wheels began to turn. The ride was long, bumpy, and rather unpleasant. Zafar needed to constantly repress his urges to kill. The caravan had a relatively small number of people after all. If one goes missing it might be overlooked, but two or three would start to raise flags. Zafar usually partook in an act of murder once a week at a minimum. To restrain himself for so long was no small test of will for the man, especially since he did not have something to occupy his mind like he did on the journey to kou. It was frustrating but Zafar managed to gain so relief when the caravan encountered the small village of a wandering plains tribe.

The plainsfolk had a simple life but the clothing and dried rations they could offer in trade were a welcome surprise to the caravan merchants. After exchanging some goods and feasting the caravan moved on only to wind up camping for the night just over the horizon. That night, Zafar ran all the way back to the village like a possessed demon. His eyes were red with bloodlust as he sped towards the cluster of tents with a wild look upon his face. A sentry standing watch managed to notice the blur moving through the shadows and called out to alert the tribe. But he only got a few words out before a metal playing card danced past the sentry's neck splitting it open to unleash a spray of blood. Over the course of minutes a commotion was briefly raised and shouts of rage mixed with shrills of fear. By dawn, Zafar had already returned to the caravan. He hadn't slept but looked more refreshed than before the trip had even begun.

The killer managed to hold back his urges for the rest of the trip as the caravan stopped in balbadd from which Zafar took a ship headed to a Reiman port. The assassin kept to himself in his quarters for almost the entire voyage until finally the city and its docks were in view. It was the same busy place it had been when Zafar left. The human fight junkie stepped off the ship and headed straight for a stable. His goal was in the capital city of Remano where the Coliseum and those who fight there awaited.

[Total Travel WC 600+/600]

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