Cassie
Sometimes, there isn't a need for weapons, and a simple beatdown works instead. That was Cassie's gameplan anyways. She brushed off her horns and hands and took a couple deep breaths. She rummaged around quickly in her pack to at least find she had a potion of... questionable properties.
She absolutely takes that with her as she beckons her hunters in.
Within a mere minute, her half a dozen assailants rally around her, vulpine and lupine guild members. In a spur of the moment, she remembers who they are. The Twintail Guild, frankly a kinda terrible name. It could have been the x's house or something. But alas, it did not matter for they wanted her dead. And she could say the same to them. The guild had hired her service, and when payment had come, one of the members (the leader's wife) took her into the back for one of more carnal nature. Unfortunately, the guild leader doesn't like it when his wife fucks a mercenary to repay them, and so it all leads to right now.
Cassie squared up, and so her attackers all lunged at her. She wasn't some sort of prodigy in combat, but she does a damn good job. Her punches do make their marks, her horns scraping away at leather and even some low quality metal armors. However, 6 people with swords and slightly decent training can prove to be troubling for a hand to hand (and horned) combatant, and as she dukes it out she feels wool cut away and even her own blood spill. She needed an out to this, or she dies here in the forest.
She absolutely takes that with her as she beckons her hunters in.
Within a mere minute, her half a dozen assailants rally around her, vulpine and lupine guild members. In a spur of the moment, she remembers who they are. The Twintail Guild, frankly a kinda terrible name. It could have been the x's house or something. But alas, it did not matter for they wanted her dead. And she could say the same to them. The guild had hired her service, and when payment had come, one of the members (the leader's wife) took her into the back for one of more carnal nature. Unfortunately, the guild leader doesn't like it when his wife fucks a mercenary to repay them, and so it all leads to right now.
Cassie squared up, and so her attackers all lunged at her. She wasn't some sort of prodigy in combat, but she does a damn good job. Her punches do make their marks, her horns scraping away at leather and even some low quality metal armors. However, 6 people with swords and slightly decent training can prove to be troubling for a hand to hand (and horned) combatant, and as she dukes it out she feels wool cut away and even her own blood spill. She needed an out to this, or she dies here in the forest.