#seafoxes

Lady Sable Kahina Yelleth

The serving girl returned and Sable makes her move. “My name is Sable, what’s yours?” Sable smirked up at the pretty serving girl and sat down in the empty chair.

The others immediately groaned but Sable ignored them; she was in the zone.

The girl blushed looking down at her shaking hands. Suddenly, a large man sidled up and slung his arms around the girl’s shoulders, squeezing tightly. The four girls were immediately aware.

“She’s mine,” The man rumbled.

Sable straightened to her full height- admittedly, not very impressive but it’s the thought that counts- and snapped, “That’s not a name, sir.”

“What’s it to ya, kid?”  

Before she knew what she was doing, she swung back and punched the man square in the face. He dropped.

The girl’s smile was wide and sincere. She kissed Sable’s cheek and whispered, “Thank you.” Then she ran off.

Returning to her seat, Sable shook out her hands. “That’s my noble deed for the year done.”

Her three companions gave her disbelieving looks.

Low Princess Raden Morgan Chalice Miadan

“You are merely a royal without power.” He snaps, circling her. “You are nothing.”

“Really?” She murmurs, tilting her head to the side. “Because I know that I’m standing here right now, listening to your bullshit. If I was nothing, I wouldn’t have to hear it!” She smirks, practically purring now, “Or am I mistaken?”

He lunges towards her. “Why, you little-?”

“Uh-uh,” She says softly, her sword already at his stomach. “I may be a royal with no power but at least I don’t have a sword to my stomach, now do I?”

Sir Noire Aella Jofina

“You’re a despicable human being.” Noire snaps, pleased at how her voice echoes in the empty room, reminding him again and again.

He looks up and grins at her. “Aren’t we all?”

She knows he’s goading her but it works. She lets loose a yell and punches him square in the jaw. She wishes she was wearing her armour; it’d hurt him more.

He works his jaw; she hears it click once or twice. He spits more blood than saliva. “Control your emotions.”

She’s shaking with anger. “Why? So you can goad me and call me a heartless bitch when I don’t react? Or, no! So, you can goad me and call me a useless failure when I inevitably punch you! I am done listening to you!”

Priestess Lucretia ‘Luc’ Violet Kelyra

The large man snarled at the group. “You better leave now before we have trouble.”

Cal opens her mouth and Luc immediately knows it’s time to go. She clutches her pendant in one hand and her staff in the other. She murmurs a prayer to Zossyn, “Let the night take this room.”

Darkness descends and Luc sends thanks up. She jumps into action, herding the others towards the door. Having the Goddess of Night as her patron has its advantages, such as night vision. Just as they push out the door, the light comes back on and Luc hears a shout, “Where’d they go?!”

She smiles, kissing her pendant.

General Lini Celeste Keafina

Lini was the first to see the girl fall on the ground in front of the man. She was also the first to act. Before he could move a muscle, she grabbed his collar and lifted him off the ground.

“What are you doing, bitch?” He snarled, squirming in her tight grip.

“Guess.” She growled, her voice rumbling in her chest. She drew her dagger, placing it where his manhood was supposed to be. “I think, the better question is what are you doing?”

He lifted his chin. “Taking what’s mine.”

She tossed him against the wall, making sure his head hit and he was unconscious. “Wrong answer.”

High Princess Calamity ‘Cal’ Karienne Rook Virxidor

“Do you know what my name means?” She pressed the tip of her sword to the man’s throat, seemingly oblivious to the blade held to her own throat. “It means disaster.” She snarled despite the blade drawing blood,  “And if you don’t remove your godsdamn blade from my throat I’ll give you a lesson in disaster.”

Lady Artemisia Seren Eilzana

“I may be a lady but I am also a pirate and I swear on all the gods, I’ll out drink you every single fucking time!” The men in the tavern looked her tiny frame up and down, then they made their first mistake: they laughed.

“You’ve got a deal, m’lady.” The large man who replied was teasing but it was Artemisia who smiled. After all, this was their second mistake.

“Excellent.” She purred.