At the "Claws" of Mercy (Gawfy) (M)

[Sheshia]

Salvia was dead tire. She has recently gotten back from a "vacation" of sorts and it required a lot of energy to even manage to get back to her quatters in the Collesium well for her to be able to make it back in one piece.

She had recently gotten into another fight between one of the prisoners and he had proven to be wily as a fox, but the poor man did not stand a chance against her once she relized his pattern. After which it was a nice and easy kick to the belly and then the person toppled ober and bleed out. However she ahd a few bruises and scratches ofcourse. It was almost night time then but now it was a little past the last rays of light.

When she did get back to her wuarters she grabs a bottle of cool wine and starts walking around the area while dirnking it and pouring a bitnof it on the scratches on her arms as she surveyed everything else that was going on in the hallways and corredoirs. Watching prisoners beg at the gates and just kay there some older then other while some were still sleeping off some of the drugs they had been drugged with or recobering from a kidnapping that got them there in the first place. It was not a friendly time for the poor souls after all she was probably going to have the chance to kill ro eat a few of them if allowed and her mouth watered at the thought of that as she took another drink of the wine and waked on.

[Gawfy]

Man was there no better day for thieving, The sun had been down for a while and no guards in sight Alder made his way through the Bloody and rusty halls of the coliseum. He had been watching the fights, though it wasn't the blood shed that Fascinated him. It was the weapons. Tons of dickheads buy nice arrows, weapons and flashy armor just to get killed and have their things hauled off to god knows where. Alder was about to find out. He started snickering to himself as he crept through the humid halls. 

[Sheshia]

Salvia taunts one of the people aje had torn open who was almost recovered completely save for the few wound that waz grainulating in still. Then she moved on leaving the poor person terrified and looking as though he had seen a ghost praying a bit to himself.
As she was walking down some more of the hallway then she pauses seeing an unfamiliar figure. He had a weird acent also. She smiles as his back was truned towards her. An inteuder was perfect now time to get going. She stretches and fluffs up her tail a bit the charges aiming a strike to the aide with uer claws.