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At the cue being given Rhea leapt into action, springing from her spot. Her hair flowing freely as her eyes glanced upon the ogre as she let her bone blades slide out of their sockets on her arms. Crossing them she spotted her main target as she began to descend like a red comet. She reared one of her arms back before adjusting her body in mid-fall to put more of the pointed edge lined up to a small point to the ogre's arm. The blade pierced true, piercing through the ogre's thick skin, muscle, and bone, punching through to the other side. With a frenzied and joyous smile she let out a low growl as she ripped the bone blade to the side taking out a small chunk of the muscle and skin with it. The corkscrew carvings of her boneblade dripped with blood as the spiraled design helped puncture deep to amplify the wound to the brachial artery. 'Sever the Brachial artery, snap the bones. A wound like that would put the arm out of commission, the tear will cause immense blood lost within minutes. Now to outlast him... maybe go for a femoral artery next' Rhea thought as she bounded backwards using her fawny legs to put space now she done her ambushing strike. Though she had a wide unnerving grin on her face, her green irises slowly turning red with her waking bloodlust

Rhea saw the boar heading for her and waved cheerfully. "Heya Mr. Boar!" she said in a cheerful tone as she dug her hooves in. She slightly widened her stance her eyes redden by a sudden prospective thrill. As the boar charged on she withdrew her bone blades before raising her arms trying to aim it right. 'Aim for the eyes... as it makes contract... draw!' she thought to herself as she tensed her muscles. As the boar came close she took a small, if unneeded, shallow breath before thrusting her arm out as the bone blades shot forward in time as the boar slammed itself into her. Pain hit her sides as the boar's tusks skewered her flesh. But such a sensation was quickly dull and already forgetting. Dark ichor seeped from her wounds as she was pierced staining her armor. Though such impalement for her was far more worse for the boar, for her boneblades were now within the boar's skulls through the soft sockets. Deep blood and other viscera flowed down her corkscrew boneblades and out the skull. With a wicked grin she retracted her boneblades before shoving the boar off, the tusk gouging a little of her undead flesh with it. "Boar hunts are fun!" she said cheerfully before glancing at the ogre and Aeon. Her eyes were still a crimson hue, and she leaned forward before running. With a eerie child like giggle she leapt at the ogre, aiming her next strike directly to his back to wound him. And hopefully to get him to release her new friend Aeon

"I do. Mr. Brute will no doubt be returning from a hunt any minute now. His guard will be down, so we set up an ambush. We can assign roles between us. I can distract the ogre and when I have his attention you can jump in when I have it stunned," Aeon said, showing Rhea a glowing walnut that fit in his palm. "This works as a sort of flash bang. So, when I let it out you better cover your eyes to not go blind. After that, you can jump on in."

Rhea nodded. "That sounds good to me. If he has any weak points I might be able to target them, depends on where to..." she looked around before her eyes focused on the entrance of the ogre's abode, just above it. A flat enough place she could comfortably get up to and wait. "Up there I think... I might be able to get the..." she paused before looking at Aeon. " 'drop' on him." she let out a small playful giggle at her own joke. "But a good enough leap and velocity could prove wonders... or enough to cause sufficient bleeding if I can get to a brachial or femoral artery..." She paused deep in thought. "If I'm able to server one of them that'll either take out Mr. Brute's arm or his legs. Crippled in a way that even if he doesn't hemorrhage from the trauma he would be put at a sufficient disadvantage against the two of us. I could go for a tap on the spine... but I'm not exactly sure if I could server that." It seemed Rhea had a small knowledge of medical anatomy... and a complete nonchalance of applying it for harm in this case.

Aeon snorted at her pun and gave a thumbs up to her. He didn't exactly understand anatomy but he trusted her to get a good hit in at least. "Then we have a plan. All we have to do is wait. Care to be a look out when he comes?" Aeon asked, before rubbing his chin. "We can do a whistle to single each other."

Rhea nodded. "Sure... I'll make a call like this." she said before letting out a sweet sounding whistle, like a bird call. She did it one or two times more so it was clear in Aeon's head. After which she turned looking at the top of the campment. "and now to just..." she took a deep breath before running, bounding onto the side of the wall. Much like a deer prancing uphill she managed to get up to the top before kneeling down, preparing for her task. Till then she kept an eye out glancing around and using her senses to keep an eye out for the ogre. She had faith in Aeon, and she was thankful he had faith in her.

At the cue being given Rhea leapt into action, springing from her spot. Her hair flowing freely as her eyes glanced upon the ogre as she let her bone blades slide out of their sockets on her arms. Crossing them she spotted her main target as she began to descend like a red comet. She reared one of her arms back before adjusting her body in mid-fall to put more of the pointed edge lined up to a small point to the ogre's arm. The blade pierced true, piercing through the ogre's thick skin, muscle, and bone, punching through to the other side. With a frenzied and joyous smile she let out a low growl as she ripped the bone blade to the side taking out a small chunk of the muscle and skin with it. The corkscrew carvings of her boneblade dripped with blood as the spiraled design helped puncture deep to amplify the wound to the brachial artery. 'Sever the Brachial artery, snap the bones. A wound like that would put the arm out of commission, the tear will cause immense blood lost within minutes. Now to outlast him... maybe go for a femoral artery next' Rhea thought as she bounded backwards using her fawny legs to put space now she done her ambushing strike. Though she had a wide unnerving grin on her face, her green irises slowly turning red with her waking bloodlust

"I do. Mr. Brute will no doubt be returning from a hunt any minute now. His guard will be down, so we set up an ambush. We can assign roles between us. I can distract the ogre and when I have his attention you can jump in when I have it stunned," Aeon said, showing Rhea a glowing walnut that fit in his palm. "This works as a sort of flash bang. So, when I let it out you better cover your eyes to not go blind. After that, you can jump on in."

Rhea nodded. "That sounds good to me. If he has any weak points I might be able to target them, depends on where to..." she looked around before her eyes focused on the entrance of the ogre's abode, just above it. A flat enough place she could comfortably get up to and wait. "Up there I think... I might be able to get the..." she paused before looking at Aeon. " 'drop' on him." she let out a small playful giggle at her own joke. "But a good enough leap and velocity could prove wonders... or enough to cause sufficient bleeding if I can get to a brachial or femoral artery..." She paused deep in thought. "If I'm able to server one of them that'll either take out Mr. Brute's arm or his legs. Crippled in a way that even if he doesn't hemorrhage from the trauma he would be put at a sufficient disadvantage against the two of us. I could go for a tap on the spine... but I'm not exactly sure if I could server that." It seemed Rhea had a small knowledge of medical anatomy... and a complete nonchalance of applying it for harm in this case.

Aeon snorted at her pun and gave a thumbs up to her. He didn't exactly understand anatomy but he trusted her to get a good hit in at least. "Then we have a plan. All we have to do is wait. Care to be a look out when he comes?" Aeon asked, before rubbing his chin. "We can do a whistle to single each other."

Rhea nodded. "Sure... I'll make a call like this." she said before letting out a sweet sounding whistle, like a bird call. She did it one or two times more so it was clear in Aeon's head. After which she turned looking at the top of the campment. "and now to just..." she took a deep breath before running, bounding onto the side of the wall. Much like a deer prancing uphill she managed to get up to the top before kneeling down, preparing for her task. Till then she kept an eye out glancing around and using her senses to keep an eye out for the ogre. She had faith in Aeon, and she was thankful he had faith in her.

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"I do. Mr. Brute will no doubt be returning from a hunt any minute now. His guard will be down, so we set up an ambush. We can assign roles between us. I can distract the ogre and when I have his attention you can jump in when I have it stunned," Aeon said, showing Rhea a glowing walnut that fit in his palm. "This works as a sort of flash bang. So, when I let it out you better cover your eyes to not go blind. After that, you can jump on in."

Rhea nodded. "That sounds good to me. If he has any weak points I might be able to target them, depends on where to..." she looked around before her eyes focused on the entrance of the ogre's abode, just above it. A flat enough place she could comfortably get up to and wait. "Up there I think... I might be able to get the..." she paused before looking at Aeon. " 'drop' on him." she let out a small playful giggle at her own joke. "But a good enough leap and velocity could prove wonders... or enough to cause sufficient bleeding if I can get to a brachial or femoral artery..." She paused deep in thought. "If I'm able to server one of them that'll either take out Mr. Brute's arm or his legs. Crippled in a way that even if he doesn't hemorrhage from the trauma he would be put at a sufficient disadvantage against the two of us. I could go for a tap on the spine... but I'm not exactly sure if I could server that." It seemed Rhea had a small knowledge of medical anatomy... and a complete nonchalance of applying it for harm in this case.

Aeon snorted at her pun and gave a thumbs up to her. He didn't exactly understand anatomy but he trusted her to get a good hit in at least. "Then we have a plan. All we have to do is wait. Care to be a look out when he comes?" Aeon asked, before rubbing his chin. "We can do a whistle to single each other."

Rhea nodded. "Sure... I'll make a call like this." she said before letting out a sweet sounding whistle, like a bird call. She did it one or two times more so it was clear in Aeon's head. After which she turned looking at the top of the campment. "and now to just..." she took a deep breath before running, bounding onto the side of the wall. Much like a deer prancing uphill she managed to get up to the top before kneeling down, preparing for her task. Till then she kept an eye out glancing around and using her senses to keep an eye out for the ogre. She had faith in Aeon, and she was thankful he had faith in her.

"I do. Mr. Brute will no doubt be returning from a hunt any minute now. His guard will be down, so we set up an ambush. We can assign roles between us. I can distract the ogre and when I have his attention you can jump in when I have it stunned," Aeon said, showing Rhea a glowing walnut that fit in his palm. "This works as a sort of flash bang. So, when I let it out you better cover your eyes to not go blind. After that, you can jump on in."

Rhea nodded. "That sounds good to me. If he has any weak points I might be able to target them, depends on where to..." she looked around before her eyes focused on the entrance of the ogre's abode, just above it. A flat enough place she could comfortably get up to and wait. "Up there I think... I might be able to get the..." she paused before looking at Aeon. " 'drop' on him." she let out a small playful giggle at her own joke. "But a good enough leap and velocity could prove wonders... or enough to cause sufficient bleeding if I can get to a brachial or femoral artery..." She paused deep in thought. "If I'm able to server one of them that'll either take out Mr. Brute's arm or his legs. Crippled in a way that even if he doesn't hemorrhage from the trauma he would be put at a sufficient disadvantage against the two of us. I could go for a tap on the spine... but I'm not exactly sure if I could server that." It seemed Rhea had a small knowledge of medical anatomy... and a complete nonchalance of applying it for harm in this case.

"I'm a very special girl" Rhea admitted turning her arm over to examine her bone blade, as if checking to make sure it was to her sharpness. After a moment she slowly moved her arm towards Aeon holding it out. Using her other hand she spread the fur out of the arm with the blade back out so Aeon could get a better view of the bone blade slowly sinking in. It wasn't so much vanishing into the fur as it was sinking into her actual arm. "I am a faun, though not a normal one yes. I was made with lots of love and necromancy." she cheerfully admitted as her bone blade retracted. "It's a long story that I can share freely after we deal with Mr. Brute. But" she brought up her right hand over her chest making a quick crossing motion. "I swear on my heart I mean you no harm, if you mean me no harm. If we do kill Mr. Brute..." she eyed him for a moment focusing in on his features, as if doing a quick examination of her own before breaking into an easy going smile. "...how bout you and me go get a couple of drinks? I'll buy the first round, and I'll tell you a bit more about my stitches."

"No, that's really good! That gives us a good idea on where we can track it. With your knowledge of nature and my schemes, we can take this ogre down no problem," Aeon praised Rhea, impressed by her knowledge of nature. "Why don't you lead the way, and once we are sure where he is at, we can stay hidden and form a plan there. Also, I don't think I got your name."

"Ah it's Rhea, Rhea Roseblood" The fawn said with a smile before heading over to the area. As she walked on she seemed to nearly skip, her hair bouncing with each step almost. Frolicking one may say. "I love nature myself, though well I guess that's obvious since I am part deer." she laughed a bit. "I got a good head for plants and nature. And sewing... but well I'm kinda... what's the word my brother used" she paused putting a finger to her chin as if deep in thought. "I think Wern said 'A plate short of a feast?'" She snickered a bit. "But is from my younger brother he's always saying stuff like that. I know I'm good at some stuff, bad at others but like who isn't, know what i mean?" she asked as she continue making her way keeping an eye out for signs or tracks.

Rhea paused for a moment starting to laugh. "Ha ha ha ha ha" she suddenly stopped looking rather deadpanned. "No. I'm the only faun. Papa was..." She paused as if trying to figure out how to best word it. "Papa was a very eccentric necromancer, and if there is one thing you can count on anyone with a lot of magic and free time... it is that being bored leads to odd things. Papa did a different method to make each of his eight kids. If my older brother Faust was here, or my younger one Yao for that matter, they could better explain it." As they walked on she looked around keeping an eye out but paused. "wait... do you smell that..." she took a small breath in. "it's almost.... smells like smoke. But kinda... metally? Irony? It's something with the smoke... it's a bit further south of here... I think we are on the right track... how fast can you run?" she asked in a slight daze tone as if trying to focus on locating the source of the scent and still keeping a polite conversation going

"I'm a very special girl" Rhea admitted turning her arm over to examine her bone blade, as if checking to make sure it was to her sharpness. After a moment she slowly moved her arm towards Aeon holding it out. Using her other hand she spread the fur out of the arm with the blade back out so Aeon could get a better view of the bone blade slowly sinking in. It wasn't so much vanishing into the fur as it was sinking into her actual arm. "I am a faun, though not a normal one yes. I was made with lots of love and necromancy." she cheerfully admitted as her bone blade retracted. "It's a long story that I can share freely after we deal with Mr. Brute. But" she brought up her right hand over her chest making a quick crossing motion. "I swear on my heart I mean you no harm, if you mean me no harm. If we do kill Mr. Brute..." she eyed him for a moment focusing in on his features, as if doing a quick examination of her own before breaking into an easy going smile. "...how bout you and me go get a couple of drinks? I'll buy the first round, and I'll tell you a bit more about my stitches."

"No, that's really good! That gives us a good idea on where we can track it. With your knowledge of nature and my schemes, we can take this ogre down no problem," Aeon praised Rhea, impressed by her knowledge of nature. "Why don't you lead the way, and once we are sure where he is at, we can stay hidden and form a plan there. Also, I don't think I got your name."

"Ah it's Rhea, Rhea Roseblood" The fawn said with a smile before heading over to the area. As she walked on she seemed to nearly skip, her hair bouncing with each step almost. Frolicking one may say. "I love nature myself, though well I guess that's obvious since I am part deer." she laughed a bit. "I got a good head for plants and nature. And sewing... but well I'm kinda... what's the word my brother used" she paused putting a finger to her chin as if deep in thought. "I think Wern said 'A plate short of a feast?'" She snickered a bit. "But is from my younger brother he's always saying stuff like that. I know I'm good at some stuff, bad at others but like who isn't, know what i mean?" she asked as she continue making her way keeping an eye out for signs or tracks.

Rhea paused for a moment starting to laugh. "Ha ha ha ha ha" she suddenly stopped looking rather deadpanned. "No. I'm the only faun. Papa was..." She paused as if trying to figure out how to best word it. "Papa was a very eccentric necromancer, and if there is one thing you can count on anyone with a lot of magic and free time... it is that being bored leads to odd things. Papa did a different method to make each of his eight kids. If my older brother Faust was here, or my younger one Yao for that matter, they could better explain it." As they walked on she looked around keeping an eye out but paused. "wait... do you smell that..." she took a small breath in. "it's almost.... smells like smoke. But kinda... metally? Irony? It's something with the smoke... it's a bit further south of here... I think we are on the right track... how fast can you run?" she asked in a slight daze tone as if trying to focus on locating the source of the scent and still keeping a polite conversation going

"I'm a very special girl" Rhea admitted turning her arm over to examine her bone blade, as if checking to make sure it was to her sharpness. After a moment she slowly moved her arm towards Aeon holding it out. Using her other hand she spread the fur out of the arm with the blade back out so Aeon could get a better view of the bone blade slowly sinking in. It wasn't so much vanishing into the fur as it was sinking into her actual arm. "I am a faun, though not a normal one yes. I was made with lots of love and necromancy." she cheerfully admitted as her bone blade retracted. "It's a long story that I can share freely after we deal with Mr. Brute. But" she brought up her right hand over her chest making a quick crossing motion. "I swear on my heart I mean you no harm, if you mean me no harm. If we do kill Mr. Brute..." she eyed him for a moment focusing in on his features, as if doing a quick examination of her own before breaking into an easy going smile. "...how bout you and me go get a couple of drinks? I'll buy the first round, and I'll tell you a bit more about my stitches."

"No, that's really good! That gives us a good idea on where we can track it. With your knowledge of nature and my schemes, we can take this ogre down no problem," Aeon praised Rhea, impressed by her knowledge of nature. "Why don't you lead the way, and once we are sure where he is at, we can stay hidden and form a plan there. Also, I don't think I got your name."

"Ah it's Rhea, Rhea Roseblood" The fawn said with a smile before heading over to the area. As she walked on she seemed to nearly skip, her hair bouncing with each step almost. Frolicking one may say. "I love nature myself, though well I guess that's obvious since I am part deer." she laughed a bit. "I got a good head for plants and nature. And sewing... but well I'm kinda... what's the word my brother used" she paused putting a finger to her chin as if deep in thought. "I think Wern said 'A plate short of a feast?'" She snickered a bit. "But is from my younger brother he's always saying stuff like that. I know I'm good at some stuff, bad at others but like who isn't, know what i mean?" she asked as she continue making her way keeping an eye out for signs or tracks.

"I'm a very special girl" Rhea admitted turning her arm over to examine her bone blade, as if checking to make sure it was to her sharpness. After a moment she slowly moved her arm towards Aeon holding it out. Using her other hand she spread the fur out of the arm with the blade back out so Aeon could get a better view of the bone blade slowly sinking in. It wasn't so much vanishing into the fur as it was sinking into her actual arm. "I am a faun, though not a normal one yes. I was made with lots of love and necromancy." she cheerfully admitted as her bone blade retracted. "It's a long story that I can share freely after we deal with Mr. Brute. But" she brought up her right hand over her chest making a quick crossing motion. "I swear on my heart I mean you no harm, if you mean me no harm. If we do kill Mr. Brute..." she eyed him for a moment focusing in on his features, as if doing a quick examination of her own before breaking into an easy going smile. "...how bout you and me go get a couple of drinks? I'll buy the first round, and I'll tell you a bit more about my stitches."

The fawn paused perking up hearing someone called out to her. She looked around for a brief moment before her bright green eyes landed on a new face to her, a youth with blonde hair. She tilted her head before waving back. "Hello there! I'm Rhea!" she called out in a cheerfully jubilant tone, waving excitedly. "I haven't see an ogre, but I am looking for one. Are you looking for Mr. Brute as well?" She asked. "I'm on a job to gut him!" She paused before blinking. "I mean I am on a job to stop him from terrorizing the trade routes but they didn't say how I should stop him. So going with something a bit bloody this time, change it up. It's nice to meet you!" her tone was one of warmth and joviality, but the ease she speak of bloodshed of all made her stand out. Still she seemed unarmed at the moment, no weapons on her person one could clearly see, and the way she bounced on her hooves made her hair sway as well. A rather cheerful sort for being out on a monster hunting mission.

When Aeon got closer he could see more detail of the women in front of him. Notably she had stitches around her mouth in a typical Glasgow Grin. More so that her arms had bright orange fur, but just near the base of the wrist and around the fur seemed to have flecks of dried blood matted into the fur. Perhaps most disturbingly the upper arm area on both of her arms had a series of stitches as if they were connecting the fur and arm together, sewn limbs and the like. And if one would glance down toward her shapely legs, much the same. As if she were more sewn together like a patchwork doll. Rhea however just smiled cheerfully. "With my amazing can-do spirit, powerful legs... oh and this." she held one of her arms up to the side away from Aeon. After a mili-second a 'swik' sound could be heard as sliding out of the fur was a blade made of bone, sharp spiked with smaller outstretch blades near the base like a crossguard. The bone was faintly died red of blood, but it was not dripping blood. It also had a spiraling pattern carve into it, almost like a corkscrew. Something like that would most likely hurt a great deal, seemingly unnaturally sharpen as it was.

"I'm a very special girl" Rhea admitted turning her arm over to examine her bone blade, as if checking to make sure it was to her sharpness. After a moment she slowly moved her arm towards Aeon holding it out. Using her other hand she spread the fur out of the arm with the blade back out so Aeon could get a better view of the bone blade slowly sinking in. It wasn't so much vanishing into the fur as it was sinking into her actual arm. "I am a faun, though not a normal one yes. I was made with lots of love and necromancy." she cheerfully admitted as her bone blade retracted. "It's a long story that I can share freely after we deal with Mr. Brute. But" she brought up her right hand over her chest making a quick crossing motion. "I swear on my heart I mean you no harm, if you mean me no harm. If we do kill Mr. Brute..." she eyed him for a moment focusing in on his features, as if doing a quick examination of her own before breaking into an easy going smile. "...how bout you and me go get a couple of drinks? I'll buy the first round, and I'll tell you a bit more about my stitches."