November 4th
Jinx really wasn?t sure what his plans and goals were when he returned to RhyDin. He really didn?t have any, he was just glad for the arrangement that allowed him, with restrictions, to do so. That being said it had not been long after his return that he had learned of the recent events. Involving the Unseelie.
?Someone is just going to have to do something about this.? He often talked to himself as he was doing right now. ?I reckon that someone is going to be me.? rubbing his hands together with glee. This will be fun.
November 5th - Dusk
Very few people would recognize Jinx in this form, arms and torso have elongated slightly along with other adjustments, allowing for loping along on all four limbs. His skin was mottled and blends with the shadows as he sits in wait for his victim. He had been told there were some Redcaps in this area and he was going to have a talk with one of them before the night was through.
He didn?t have to wait very long, the bait he put out mewled pathetically and any redcap nearby wouldn?t be able to resist the misery and come to check it out. Unseen from his watching point Jinx saw his ghastly prey warily slink closer to the wounded animal. The creature sniffed all around casting suspicious glances all around. Jinx sat patiently waiting, he could have been part of the stone itself. Finally, the glutenous creature could withstand the meal no longer and moved in to feed. With a touch of magic to ensure any screams would not be heard, Jinx dropped down on short stocky creature. Claws snatch it by the neck and slam it hard against the wall, the hat it was wearing falls down around Jinx?s arm leaving a bloody stain.
?We are going to have a little talk you and I.? Jinx smiles, a grin full of too many too sharp teeth.
November 6th - Dusk
The slow methods were taking way too long. He was not even sure if the two redcaps he tortured would even have the wit to send the message he wanted to be delivered. He was going to have to be much more direct tonight. He was in his hunting form again, it was difficult to spot him as his clothing and skin changed to blend in with wherever he happened to be hiding. He had caught a scent of a Slaugh in this direction. He had been using quite a lot of magic that he brought with him, here was a perfect chance to reclaim some of what he had used.
November 7th - Dawn
Beside a clear chilly looking pool of water, Jinx cleans off the blood and ichor, a dark stain spreading out from where he sits. The sun shining through the branches leaving speckled spots of light dancing across the clearing. After stretching he looks around.
?Well, I think that should send enough of a message.? Jinx had gone on a bit of a rampage last night. He had not lost his head in such a way for decades, then again he had not tapped into that aspect of his nature in decades either. Still having killed two trolls, a boggle and that Slaugh. Not just killed them but consumed their life force leaving nothing but husks behind. Husks left in artfully obvious places with a little silver bell painted on their forehead. ?Now let's see what their response is.?
Jinx really wasn?t sure what his plans and goals were when he returned to RhyDin. He really didn?t have any, he was just glad for the arrangement that allowed him, with restrictions, to do so. That being said it had not been long after his return that he had learned of the recent events. Involving the Unseelie.
?Someone is just going to have to do something about this.? He often talked to himself as he was doing right now. ?I reckon that someone is going to be me.? rubbing his hands together with glee. This will be fun.
November 5th - Dusk
Very few people would recognize Jinx in this form, arms and torso have elongated slightly along with other adjustments, allowing for loping along on all four limbs. His skin was mottled and blends with the shadows as he sits in wait for his victim. He had been told there were some Redcaps in this area and he was going to have a talk with one of them before the night was through.
He didn?t have to wait very long, the bait he put out mewled pathetically and any redcap nearby wouldn?t be able to resist the misery and come to check it out. Unseen from his watching point Jinx saw his ghastly prey warily slink closer to the wounded animal. The creature sniffed all around casting suspicious glances all around. Jinx sat patiently waiting, he could have been part of the stone itself. Finally, the glutenous creature could withstand the meal no longer and moved in to feed. With a touch of magic to ensure any screams would not be heard, Jinx dropped down on short stocky creature. Claws snatch it by the neck and slam it hard against the wall, the hat it was wearing falls down around Jinx?s arm leaving a bloody stain.
?We are going to have a little talk you and I.? Jinx smiles, a grin full of too many too sharp teeth.
November 6th - Dusk
The slow methods were taking way too long. He was not even sure if the two redcaps he tortured would even have the wit to send the message he wanted to be delivered. He was going to have to be much more direct tonight. He was in his hunting form again, it was difficult to spot him as his clothing and skin changed to blend in with wherever he happened to be hiding. He had caught a scent of a Slaugh in this direction. He had been using quite a lot of magic that he brought with him, here was a perfect chance to reclaim some of what he had used.
November 7th - Dawn
Beside a clear chilly looking pool of water, Jinx cleans off the blood and ichor, a dark stain spreading out from where he sits. The sun shining through the branches leaving speckled spots of light dancing across the clearing. After stretching he looks around.
?Well, I think that should send enough of a message.? Jinx had gone on a bit of a rampage last night. He had not lost his head in such a way for decades, then again he had not tapped into that aspect of his nature in decades either. Still having killed two trolls, a boggle and that Slaugh. Not just killed them but consumed their life force leaving nothing but husks behind. Husks left in artfully obvious places with a little silver bell painted on their forehead. ?Now let's see what their response is.?