The Witchers

Sorry for the late submission, .

Name: Tobias Cooper (Preferred name; Tobi, but is sometimes called, "Copper" by close and annoying friends, who were privvy to him once being adressed thus.)

Age: Nineteen and a half

Gender: Male

Personality: Tobi is a horribly negative person with a pessimistic view on life. He has a very dark sense of humour, a deep and wide sense of honour and is rather sadistic. He seems bitter and hateful with his life. He is very cynical and maniacal at times.

Appearance: Tobi has strawberry blonde hair, with curls at the base. He has dark, mahogany eyes with stare straight into the soul and he is taller than the average height. He has a rather prominent scar tracing vertically down his right cheek, a tragic result from his training. Tobi is lithely built with long wiry arms and proportionately muscled legs, which are matched well to his Witcher status.

History: Tobias is the average child who showed potential at an early age to become a Witcher. He was the son of a farmer and a mid-wife, and loved his place in life. When his parents became broke, with seven other younger children to look after, they gave him away to be a Witcher with the promise that all the money he earnt would be sent to them. He doesn't trust many people now and he tries to get the lowest pay to get at least the littlest revenge upon his family.

Witcher Status: Sneak, with skills in accuracy and blending in. He carries razor sharp throwing daggers on all parts of his body, most of them concealed under clothes, but his favourite one rather prominent sitting just next to his hip on the left. (Tobi is left handed).

Spoiler

He uses his magic to give his dagger that extra no-miss skill. All his daggers have the symbol of a triangle enclosed within a circle (the circle stands for the barrier of usual strength, while the triangle in the inside symbolises the stretch and force to give more power as well as more aim), the symbol when activated by Tobi's magic usually embodies itself into a glowing pulsating mist-like shape (This is what it looks like.

Other: Up for love.

I finished Prins and Rens Profile off if you want to see the completed things.

Prin~

I blinked through the rubble, my eyes watering as the dust that young dragon stamped around on began to move upwards stinging my pupils. I looked up to see two archers on the roof shooting skillfully towards a different direction.They screaned joyfully as they hit their targets grinnign excitedly at each other.
Looking away from them I felt my hand clench around the two daggers at my waist, pulling them slowly from their sheaths.
The dragon was so young, so cute even. I heard Ren drop down next to me heavily his blonde hair moved in the wind. He looked hurt "What's wrong?" I asked quickly looking around for any threats.
"They are hurting it" he clutched at his side feeling the pain that the dragon passed to him.
"Close yourself to the dragon then Ren you'll kill yourself! Stop trying to offer him support!' I shrieked noisily. I felt something wizz past my head, I stared up to see a brawn looking man pointing a sharp pointed arrow at us. Something dropped from the arrow head, a green fould smelling liquid I knew all to well. Poisin.
"It's a girl, her names Samra" Ren shook slightly, I saw him close his eyes. "She is only trying to find her mother till these brutes caught her"
I saw the arrow release coming towards us, shrieking I jumped for Ren sending us both flying towards the floor. I looked up to see the dragon looking around fretfully. It's eyes stopped on Ren almost lovingly. It roared to him "It's calling me!" Ren shrieked through gritted teeth.
I looked up at the archer, he knocked another arrow in to his bow strings dipping it into a green vial. Throwing myself to my feet I flung my dagger towards him striking him true in the heart. I pulled the other one out in front of me surverying the area "Don't do something you'll regret later!" I shouted over my shoudler to Ren as I sprinted into the thick of the battle.


Ren~

I stared after Prin as she ran towards a group of men roaring. It sounded almost like enjoyment...as if she actually excited to fight...of course she was. I groaned again as more pain shot up my side, it was calling to me...the dragon. It's childish voice took over mind shrieking for help.
"Help me Ren, they are hurting me" Samra's chidlish voice rung in my ears. I gritted my teeth trying to block it out. I saw a girl look down at me shrieking something towards me. I couldn't make out her words, all I could respond to was the dragon's futile sobs.
"Ren save me!" It roared again sobbing. Closing my eyes I got shakily to my feet pulling the boomerang off my back. I opened my eyes in pain to see a man striking at the dragon with thick whip. Screaming I rushed forward flinging the boomerang into the air.

Stupid idiots! With a blur of movement, Amy stopped in front of the man with the whip. She threw up her arm and the whip lashed at her arm, wrapping around the tattoo. She snatched the arm, bringing the man down to the ground. Another was aiming a deadly throw at him, and had stopped just in time when he realized she had stopped the whip. She could see the pain in his eyes, and knew that he was some how connected to the dragon behind her.

Amy turned, and wrapped her arms around the young dragon, soothing its wounds temporarily. She let go slowly, raised her arm, and willed the dragon to quickly fly away. She turned back to the man, and quickly tackled him to the ground. An arrow whisked past them, and they dodged it just in time.

Kaladore stood back to back with Lila as they were surrounded by five men. "Man, what a pain this is."

"Less talking and for butt kicking!" Yelled Lila as she leaped at one of her enemies.

Kaladore took a step forward dodging the sword aimed and his shoulder. Pivoting he quickly kicked the man dumb enough to blindly slash at him in the jaw breaking it. The other man took a swing to behead Kaladore, but he ducked the stroke. Then he gave the man a right to the side breaking a rib and then a left jab to the face breaking his nose and knocking him out cold. Turning around he say Lila fell a second victim with the last enemy moving in on her. Quickly he grappled the guy while Lila slashed at his chest.

"Thanks."

Kaladore nodded at the remark and looked over at the dragon. It was being whipped by a large brute. Then he saw Ren running straight into a group of them. Sighing Kaladore ran over to help. As Ren clashed with the brute, Kaladore smashed into his two guards. He knocked one down, but the other spun his arm around to attack. Kaladore caught the arm at the wrist. Then he uppercutted the elbow breaking the arm followed up by a back and to the side of the head. The first one was getting to his knees when Kaldore kicked him in the side breaking multiple ribs. Looking over he noticed Ren had beat the brute down with his boomerang, "How's the dragon?"

"She's scared, but not hurt too badly," said Ren.

"Good, then get it out of here, and fast," replied Kaladore

"I'll take her somewhere safe," answered Ren.

Kaladore sighed because he called she and it my mistake. "Just go!" Just then he realized Amy was there as well and was already sending the dragon away. Looking he noticed the others fight not too far away. "I could slip away and forget all this crap."

"Is that a bad joke Kaladore?" Asked Amy.

"Yeah, a bad joke," said Kaladore still facing the battle field. Shaking his head he began walking towards the few remaining enemies taking his sweet time.

Ren~

Spinning around I forced my foot into another man's chest sending hte wheezing man gasping towards hte floor. Raising my boomerang I brang it down of his flabby neck. The sound of cracking bones seemed to soothe me, I looked away glad that I hadn't said such a stupid thing out loud.
Kaladore stared at me for a second before pointing up towards the dragon flying in circles around the sky. It was still calling out my name, it's voice bursting my ear drums. Nodding at Kaladore I jumped forward slashing at hte man in front of me, ducking under his swinging arm I turned and elbowed him sharply int he gut. Twirlign around I grabbed at his thick skull and brang it down over my raised knees. Letting his limp body crash to the floor I ran towadrs Samra.
Calling her name in my head she answered back with a shrill cry. Smashing my hand into a guards face I jumped over his backusing it to scale up the wall. Samra flew down towards me it's colour illuminating as the sun's indvidual rays hit it's thick wings.

Prin~

Striking at the men around me, I hit fast letting my blades peirce their skin. Their warm inkling blood spread across my hands pasting them with a sticky red substance. I rushed forward battering a gaurd in the head, using his knee I flipped into the air avoiding his high legged kick. Landing on the floor with my arms I poked out my tongue forcing my arms to push me back into the air. Striking him with my legs I let my weight fall on to him using the wounded man as my cushioning. Lunging forward I felt my daggers hit a long blade, an ugly man sneered at me showing his rotting teeth. Jumpign back I lunged again, the sound of metal onmetal echoed through the area.
"Little girl's aren't supposed to fight!" he taunted

Tristan~~

Well this had gone to hell. First the archers, and then three other Witchers showing up out of no where.

I jumped off the building and grabbed the first guard, breaking his neck silently. The second died with a small line across his neck from the blade of a knife and as the third turned the knife was buried in his eye.

I moved across the street to the next building, drawing the gladius from my back and staying close to the walls. I killed two of the men quickly, without them even knowing I was there, but the third retaliated. He stabbed with his sword and I parried, forcing his blade out wide while I stepped in and slid my blade towards him.

H pushed forward and twisted so that my blade went past him, forcing me to drop my blade and slam my elbow into his face. He staggered backwards and my fist connected with his face knocking his head into the wall. I jumped forward and hit him again, breaking his nose and sending blood flying into the air. He punched back but I ducked under it and threw him against the far wall. I picked up my sword quickly and buried it in his chest. Killing was a nasty business; but someone had to do it.

I moved out of the house and continued searching but there were no more of the men. I moved in towards the center of town to find all of the Witchers gathered there, "All right. First off what are three Witchers doing here? You were sent south along the river, not along the mountains. This isn't your land."

(Hey Jack, my character is kind of a rogue witcher, so no one knows her name)

Amy could tell that the one witcher was communicating with that dragon, and that he had some how knew her. Now that she was here, she had to do something. She could smell the burning village from miles away, thanks to the dragon that was trapped there before the witchers showed up. The poor beast had been calling out desperately for help, and anyone with a connection to nature would have heard it.

She followed the others into what was left of the village, sticking close to the shadows as much as possible. "All right. First off what are three Witchers doing here? You were sent south along the river, not along the mountains. This isn't your land."

Amy stopped suddenly, and listened to the conversations around here. What was she doing here? You should have just left this to those other witchers, but something made her stay.

Prin~

I grinned at the witcher who seemed to be giving out orders. He stared at Ren and I fiercly asking in an high rank tone.
"Well you see we didn't know that" I replied placing my hands on my hips. I saw Ren fidget, I could feel that he wasn't with us. The way his blue eyes glazed over and his lips pouted meaning his was communicating with soemone.
"How did you not know that?" The witcher replied evenly "It was an order"
I began to scratch the back of my head "Well actually we didn't even know there was a gorup of witcher's we actually aren't with you" I grinned nervously "You see we were just travelling across here minding our own business when Ren starts hearing a dragon and then suddenly we met you guys" I smiled at all of them.
"No, all witchers stick together" the lead witcher said modestly.
"Not us" I looked at Ren "We fly solo".
Okay I was lying, I was really bad at lying. I was just glad I didn't know any of these witchers. I knew the order I just didn't want to follow through with it, I didn't want others to be fighting while I walked up some stupid mountain!
I grinned again nervously, the lead witcher stared at me skeptically analysing features. He saw right through me! Damn it!

Ren~

I ignored Prin as she talked quickly making up a lie for the both of us. She obviously didn't want to say she had followed them forcing me to come with her. Again I was going to get in trouble for her problem.
I scanned the crowd, the other witcher the third one stood proudly beside me staring at the one they called Tristan. I turned away to stare at the rest of the crowd they looked at us analysingly, I bet they coul see right through Prins lie. She was so bad at lying.
"And that is why we are here" She finished off nodding. Tristan raised an eyebrow shaking his head at her horrible lying skills.
"Where are you?" I heard Samra ask in my head.I blinked up into the clouds, I had tried to get her out but had failed miserably. She was hidden though she wouldn't leave me alone!
My fingers reached up to the curse mark on my neck. Rubbing at it I tried to focus on blocking out Samra's voice.
"Where are you!?" Samra asked again more possessively.

Tristan~~

"Walk with me- oh, and Amy, you can come out of hiding. I know you're there."

A female Witcher stepped out of the shadows of a building and came towards me.

"Sam", I said, turning to her, "Get the horses ready and make sure everyone is ready to go. Keep a tight watch- we're leaving as soon as I get back."

I walked down the road to the edge of town with the two Witchers behind me. Eventually we were outside the circle formed by the buildings and I turned to the girls.

"I know you were lying. You weren't trained at Morhen, but most likely one of the camps farther south, but that doesn't excuse you from your duty. What are you doing here?"

The girl gulped and looked at me guiltily, but Amy spoke up "If this is about a mistake of Duty, why am I here? You know what I was sent to do."

"Yes. You're a scout and thats why I need you. Who are those people? And what are they doing so close to Witcher territory?"

She shrugged, "This is the closest i've ever seen them to the border. The rebellion must be getting worse if the guerillas are training dragons and burning villages."

I nodded, "We'll tell the council when we get back, but right now we have our duty. So back to you mystery girl. Why are you here- and the real reason?"

*hope this is ok with you guys, I had to improvise some history to make it all more believable, but I will change anything you don't like. I figured Tristin would know her since she is a registered Witcher and he's a captain of the team.

(Sorry Amber, my mistake)

Kaladore quickly found a place to lye down and take a nap. All the fighting had worn him out. Still, he couldn't help but wonder what in gods name was going on. Not just with the attack, but why he decided to risk his neck for others.

Sitting up he held his leg that was now throbbing. Undressing the wounded he took the water skin at his side and poured it over the hole. Wincing in pain he grabbed fresh bandages and redressed his leg. Lila really did a nice job on this. I shouldn't be walking right now and yet it's almost fully healed. Looking up he saw her over by her horse checking her gear.

Using a rock as a crutch Kaladore pushed himself up. Slowly he made his way over to Lila, "Excuse me."

Lila jumped slightly, "Um, yes?"

Kaladore looked away a little embarrassed, "Do you mind finishing up my leg," he said pointing down.

(That's fine, Riders. I would have wrote it that way myself, but I do want to keep it so that the other witchers don't really know who I am, if that's ok with you.)

"Tristan..." She met his gaze and held it, "She's obviously not a threat to us, so why don't you let her be for now? It's been a while, good friend of mine." She smiled and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"You of all people, are telling me not to worry about a possible threat?" He half chuckled under his breath, "You seemed to have changed, Amy." He copied her by putting his hand on her shoulder, a gesture of old friends.

"It's the dragons." Amy sighed in content, "They show me things that would put most people in shock." She smiled and removed her hand. Kaladore, with the help of Lila, came limping over to them.

"So, who are you?" Kaladore asked, only half caring. Lila nudged him slightly.

"My name is Amy. Tristan and I are old friends."

ok, i can post again if necessary, but I'd like to get someone else to.

(I'm waiting as well, so lets give it sometime so others don't get left behind. No need to rush I say...oh god i sound like my character.)

*You don't mind if I slip in here, do you?*

Tobias

Tobi slinked in from the shadows, he had just caught up with the others and had missed the entire fight. He slapped his hands onto their shoulders with a bitter smile, slid in between them, "Forgetting me again, are we?"

Tristan smiled tightly at him, "Ahh, Copper, do believe me when I say we have tried to."

Tobi playfully snapped his teeth together towards Tristan, his eyes sparkling and Amy eyed him distrustfully, "You're with Tristan's group, aren't you? Where have you been?"

Tobi waved an arm around nonchalantly, "Oh, here and there. Mostly here, but I have been there and back again."

Tristan and Tobias both knew each other from the transitions into actual Witchers. Tobi laughed a dry laugh and looked to Amy, then bowed mockingly, "Am I allowed to know the name of the one questioning my person?"

(I've got it right, don't I? Amy wasn't in the original, group was she? Or was it Tristan? *confused* If I'm wrong just PM or something and I'll fix it up.)

(You're right, I suppose. Amy wasn't in the group with Tristan, but they know each other as old friends.)