Rouge for hire (Open)

[Gam]

... Tell them to move out... I'm going scouting. Can I borough two of you men as protection? *Trag grinned broadly. They would only be used for baiting the squirrel.*

[Moonlit]

"Protection eh. Hmmm by that grin of yours it doesn't look like your 'protection' will be returning. Why do you want them for? These are my crew and I don't just let them get killed."

[Gam]

Oooohhhh... Luring the beast of ours. ... You have to have at least two people here that are your enemies... Just think... Them gone forever! Not bothering you at all! *Trag smirked.*

[Moonlit]

"No I have none. We've known each other for a long time and im their respected leader. Hmmm but I do know another two not in my band. As long as they don't come back they'll be perfect. Bulgar! Go find Bikkle and Raggle the two rats and bring them back here. Tell them if they come back we'll pay em." He gave Bulgar a wink and he soon returned with two rats eager to get some money. The one called Raggle which was the oldest of the two brothers stepped forward eagerly "Where's de treasure?" Firetail gestured to Tragg "He'll pay yah if you go with him. Do as he says and you'll get bountyful booty." They both went and stood beside Tragg and Firetail gave him a quick wink.

[Gam]

*Trag took off, his bill moving with the movement of his arm. The two rats struggled to keep up. The sun was fading when Trag recognized where he was. Gam would probably be around, resting. He slowed and told the two rats to stay still and where they were. He rushed into the thicket and saw a black form, the carcass of the rat, covered in flies. And there, a glint of a sword... And Gam, his bow drawn back. Trag squealed in fright. He started running and heard a hiss. The shaft buried into the end of the bill. At Trag's chest area. Not wasting anytime, Trag ran. The two rats still stood there. Looking dumbly around.* Get moving! *Trag shouted.* Wot 'bout the treasuries? *Bulgar asked.* You'll get them latter, now run! *Trag said pleadingly. But... Too late. There was a bloodcurdling shout and Gam could be seen through the leaves, rushing towards them, three more deadly shafts landed near them as if a motivator. Both rats took off, Trag over taking them.*

[Moonlit]

*Um Bulgar wasn't with them there was only Bikkle and Raggle the two rat brothers.*

Firetail heard the screeches and a shout that in his younger days would have sent a chill down his spine. He motioned to his warriors and they set off at a brik pace to the direction of it. The shielded pikers surrounding them and the archers in eight rows with two on on every side arrows ready and the remainder in the middle weapons drawn tense and ready. The soon heard somebeast's franticly crashing through the forest toward them and got ready.

[Gam]

*Gam overtook the to rats, killing them both like ants. He hastily sped up to catch up to Trag.*

*Trag saw the other vermin through the trees. Archers at the ready. In a matter of seconds, he was in with them. He shouted at the top of his lungs.* Fiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrreeeeeee! FFFFIIIIRRREEE AT THE SQUIRREL!

[Moonlit]

"You heard him you addle-pawed lot gather over that way and get firing!" All his archers ran to the way Tragg had come in and immediatly started firing at the squirrel while the pikers stayed in place to defend and the others prepared.

[Gam]

*Trag gripped his bill, the dirk in his other paw. He watched as the squirrel kept coming. Dodging the arrows.*

*Gam laughed as the arrows flew around him. He grabbed one in mid flight, sending it back watched as it went down on a weasel. He laughed as they wasted there ammo. Quickly, he glided up in a tree, laying flat, hardly visible.*

*Trag started getting nervous.* Where is he! Find him! Hurry!

[Moonlit]

Bulgar yelled "There he is in that tree!" Firetail spotted him and said "Scale that tree and the ones around it. Don't let him escape. Archers fire at that tree but watch our beast. FIRE!"