Dhaka (149)
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Coming from Khulna.
Hawke and Kreia hurriedly made their way through the urban sprawl of industrial Dhaka. The bravely retreating veteran remembered to cancel his Elemental Taijutsu so as to not be so conspicuous before the duo made their way to the Haran Bay and another skiff.
Leaving for the Haran Bay.
Hawke and Kreia hurriedly made their way through the urban sprawl of industrial Dhaka. The bravely retreating veteran remembered to cancel his Elemental Taijutsu so as to not be so conspicuous before the duo made their way to the Haran Bay and another skiff.
Leaving for the Haran Bay.
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Coming from here [X]. I shall only be carrying one SNT: Skorm's Bow.
Starting Missions: Investigate the outskirts of Tanigakure (3)
Arriving in the outskirts of the village known as Tanigakure, Integra drew her Bow with one hand and re-lit her cigar with her other hand as it had gone out by the time she had finally arrived. Putting her lighter back into her pouch and taking a few puffs, she scanned the surrounding area with her Byakugan. “What a mess…” she had said to herself. It looked dead from the plague that had manifested in the heart of the village. The greenery, wildlife… Everything was on the brink of death…
Integra was approached by a half dead deer limping its way towards her. But before reaching her, it drew its last breath and collapsed, dying right then and there. Integra was keen on not touching these creatures. As much as she would love to show some compassion , getting infected by this plague was the last thing she had wanted. Not long after her journey forward, she was approached by rotting women and children it seemed, reaching out to grab her so Integra’s first reaction was to kill them rapidly one by one. Quickly drawing her Bow on the defense and giving each of them a headshot to lay them to rest… Her marksmanship was otherworldly and precise, especially with her eyes, however, after putting several of these plagued humans down, she realized something and stopped firing… She lifted her Bow towards the sky as a safety precaution to not fire upon anymore of them. And so it was… They mindlessly passed her by, like zombies… She looked back out the side of her eye over her left shoulder and noticed that just like the deer, they drew their last breaths and collapsed not far behind Integra… She was conflicted whether or not to continue putting these poor people down or to leave them be… However, she came to the conclusion that these people’s fates were predetermined and out of her hands, so she continued to tread forward and let the mindless creatures pass her by and die.
“This is awful…” Integra stated. She saw black spores all around and determined that that was what the plague stemmed from… But… Where did these spores come from? There hasn’t been a plague like this in centuries, as far as Integra was aware. These had to have come from something more… Someone more... As matter of fact, it was apparent as every single spore had a chakra signature stemming from something else. These were created... With her cigar still lit, she took a couple puffs and crouched down on one knee to investigate further. She holstered her weapon after getting on her knee, and looked closely at one of the spores. “Now, who would do such a thing…” she questioned. Obviously someone out for revenge or to hurt others. She saw someone approach and quickly looked up… It was a teenage girl infected by the plague. On her last leg… She spoke to Integra while reaching out, slowly approaching. Integra stood up and avoided the child’s slow grasp by walking back, not letting her touch her. “The one without eyes… The one without eyes…” the child repeated as Integra slowly and easily avoided her dying and weak grasp. The child just wanted to hold someone and get comforted before she met her maker, but Integra couldn’t allow this to happen. Like the other beings Integra came across, the girl collapsed and died right in front of Integra, which made her disgruntled of course. But Integra could not let her emotions get the best of her in a situation like this. She had to hone in on her goal and continue. “The one without eyes…” Integra repeated to herself. That’s who she was looking for… Alas, she had no time to waste. She may not be able to stop this plague, but she can stop the one who created it from spreading more awful concoctions like this…
Mission End
Starting Missions: Investigate the outskirts of Tanigakure (3)
Arriving in the outskirts of the village known as Tanigakure, Integra drew her Bow with one hand and re-lit her cigar with her other hand as it had gone out by the time she had finally arrived. Putting her lighter back into her pouch and taking a few puffs, she scanned the surrounding area with her Byakugan. “What a mess…” she had said to herself. It looked dead from the plague that had manifested in the heart of the village. The greenery, wildlife… Everything was on the brink of death…
Integra was approached by a half dead deer limping its way towards her. But before reaching her, it drew its last breath and collapsed, dying right then and there. Integra was keen on not touching these creatures. As much as she would love to show some compassion , getting infected by this plague was the last thing she had wanted. Not long after her journey forward, she was approached by rotting women and children it seemed, reaching out to grab her so Integra’s first reaction was to kill them rapidly one by one. Quickly drawing her Bow on the defense and giving each of them a headshot to lay them to rest… Her marksmanship was otherworldly and precise, especially with her eyes, however, after putting several of these plagued humans down, she realized something and stopped firing… She lifted her Bow towards the sky as a safety precaution to not fire upon anymore of them. And so it was… They mindlessly passed her by, like zombies… She looked back out the side of her eye over her left shoulder and noticed that just like the deer, they drew their last breaths and collapsed not far behind Integra… She was conflicted whether or not to continue putting these poor people down or to leave them be… However, she came to the conclusion that these people’s fates were predetermined and out of her hands, so she continued to tread forward and let the mindless creatures pass her by and die.
“This is awful…” Integra stated. She saw black spores all around and determined that that was what the plague stemmed from… But… Where did these spores come from? There hasn’t been a plague like this in centuries, as far as Integra was aware. These had to have come from something more… Someone more... As matter of fact, it was apparent as every single spore had a chakra signature stemming from something else. These were created... With her cigar still lit, she took a couple puffs and crouched down on one knee to investigate further. She holstered her weapon after getting on her knee, and looked closely at one of the spores. “Now, who would do such a thing…” she questioned. Obviously someone out for revenge or to hurt others. She saw someone approach and quickly looked up… It was a teenage girl infected by the plague. On her last leg… She spoke to Integra while reaching out, slowly approaching. Integra stood up and avoided the child’s slow grasp by walking back, not letting her touch her. “The one without eyes… The one without eyes…” the child repeated as Integra slowly and easily avoided her dying and weak grasp. The child just wanted to hold someone and get comforted before she met her maker, but Integra couldn’t allow this to happen. Like the other beings Integra came across, the girl collapsed and died right in front of Integra, which made her disgruntled of course. But Integra could not let her emotions get the best of her in a situation like this. She had to hone in on her goal and continue. “The one without eyes…” Integra repeated to herself. That’s who she was looking for… Alas, she had no time to waste. She may not be able to stop this plague, but she can stop the one who created it from spreading more awful concoctions like this…
Mission End
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Staring Mission: "Into the Thick of It" [force your way through the investigation of the plague and defeat a plague catalyst] (5)
Upon moving forward to her destination, Integra was confronted by a group of bandits taking advantage of the plague erosion on the outskirts of Tanigakure where they would rape, steal andpillage due to the inhabitants being too weak, or dead, to defend themselves. Her left hand in her coat pocket and right hand holding her cigar which she took a puff of before the bandits decided to speak. “Hey there, pretty lady.” the one in the front spoke. “What’s an innocent gal like you doing out here all alone?” the second one followed up with. Integra kept a stoic look at what she considered to be a group of morons. She was well above their pay grade. Of course they didn’t know this, but Integra did. “Outta my way, gentleman.” Integra commanded as she continued to walk forward past the group. She passed them, and they all looked at her up and down. She knew what they wanted to do…. Little did they know that she could see literally everything around her. One reached out to grab her and Integra quickly turned around and raised her leg making her foot go well above her head. She performed a downward axe kick with her boot catching onto the man’s hand with such sheer force that it caught his skin and dragged him into the ground. At this point, the man was hunched over with his hand pinned onto the ground by Integra’s boot. Integra bent down, taking her cigar out of her mouth and taking her boot off of the man’s and placing the cigar there instead, burning the man’s hand slightly which caused him to let out a devastating screech. She looked him in the eyes, again, stoically. “Pussy…” she said in a disappointing tone while putting her cigar back in her mouth. For a group of big bad thugs, they really were a bunch of weaklings.
One ran up on her from behind in which she drew her gun at blinding speeds, adjusting her position and pointed her Bow at his forehead which made him stop suddenly in his tracks. She looked at the man with her head tilted backwards, nonchalantly. Blocka! She domed him as his blood sprayed onto her and his comrades. The one she put the cigar out on started to get up, now behind her due to her position change. She kicked her right heel up, hitting the man on the chin with devastating force, knocking him out and slumping him onto the ground yet again.
The group had charged her in a frontal assault as she took out her slim and sleek rapier while holding her Bow in her other hand, cigar still in mouth. “Bring it…” she said. She slashed and shot with ease through the group without breaking a sweat. At this point, the group had been dispersed by Integra’s graceful and elegant fighting style, balancing both her gunplay and sword skills. At this point, the man she had knocked out earlier was waking up and Integra approached him. She sheathed her sword and holstered her bow and lit a new cigar and started smoking it. She knelt down in front of the man who was still slumped. She grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her. “Who did this?..” she asked. The man spit blood in her face. As if she was the bad guy in this situation… Integra was disgusted. She took her cigar with her free hand and burnt him on the cheek deeply for a few seconds to which he screamed like a little girl in response, yet again.. “I won’t ask a second time.” Integra stated. “I don’t know!” he responded. Integra let his chin go allowing it to hit the ground harshly as the beat and bruised man didn’t have enough strength left to even support his head. “Then you are of no use.” she stood up and took out her Bow, aiming it at the downed man’s head. “Wait! I--!” Integra didn’t let the man finish before she blasted a hole the size of the moon in the man’s head. He didn’t know anything and Integra didn’t have time to waste with the man pleading for his worthless life to be honest. She spun her Bow around her finger before holstering it and taking a large puff of her cigar. Into the thick of it, she continued forward.
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Upon moving forward to her destination, Integra was confronted by a group of bandits taking advantage of the plague erosion on the outskirts of Tanigakure where they would rape, steal andpillage due to the inhabitants being too weak, or dead, to defend themselves. Her left hand in her coat pocket and right hand holding her cigar which she took a puff of before the bandits decided to speak. “Hey there, pretty lady.” the one in the front spoke. “What’s an innocent gal like you doing out here all alone?” the second one followed up with. Integra kept a stoic look at what she considered to be a group of morons. She was well above their pay grade. Of course they didn’t know this, but Integra did. “Outta my way, gentleman.” Integra commanded as she continued to walk forward past the group. She passed them, and they all looked at her up and down. She knew what they wanted to do…. Little did they know that she could see literally everything around her. One reached out to grab her and Integra quickly turned around and raised her leg making her foot go well above her head. She performed a downward axe kick with her boot catching onto the man’s hand with such sheer force that it caught his skin and dragged him into the ground. At this point, the man was hunched over with his hand pinned onto the ground by Integra’s boot. Integra bent down, taking her cigar out of her mouth and taking her boot off of the man’s and placing the cigar there instead, burning the man’s hand slightly which caused him to let out a devastating screech. She looked him in the eyes, again, stoically. “Pussy…” she said in a disappointing tone while putting her cigar back in her mouth. For a group of big bad thugs, they really were a bunch of weaklings.
One ran up on her from behind in which she drew her gun at blinding speeds, adjusting her position and pointed her Bow at his forehead which made him stop suddenly in his tracks. She looked at the man with her head tilted backwards, nonchalantly. Blocka! She domed him as his blood sprayed onto her and his comrades. The one she put the cigar out on started to get up, now behind her due to her position change. She kicked her right heel up, hitting the man on the chin with devastating force, knocking him out and slumping him onto the ground yet again.
The group had charged her in a frontal assault as she took out her slim and sleek rapier while holding her Bow in her other hand, cigar still in mouth. “Bring it…” she said. She slashed and shot with ease through the group without breaking a sweat. At this point, the group had been dispersed by Integra’s graceful and elegant fighting style, balancing both her gunplay and sword skills. At this point, the man she had knocked out earlier was waking up and Integra approached him. She sheathed her sword and holstered her bow and lit a new cigar and started smoking it. She knelt down in front of the man who was still slumped. She grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her. “Who did this?..” she asked. The man spit blood in her face. As if she was the bad guy in this situation… Integra was disgusted. She took her cigar with her free hand and burnt him on the cheek deeply for a few seconds to which he screamed like a little girl in response, yet again.. “I won’t ask a second time.” Integra stated. “I don’t know!” he responded. Integra let his chin go allowing it to hit the ground harshly as the beat and bruised man didn’t have enough strength left to even support his head. “Then you are of no use.” she stood up and took out her Bow, aiming it at the downed man’s head. “Wait! I--!” Integra didn’t let the man finish before she blasted a hole the size of the moon in the man’s head. He didn’t know anything and Integra didn’t have time to waste with the man pleading for his worthless life to be honest. She spun her Bow around her finger before holstering it and taking a large puff of her cigar. Into the thick of it, she continued forward.
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