Name: Thorsen'melis<br/>Tagging: Ilset Val'atha<br/>Location: The Walking Duck<br/><br/>Skill: 10<br/>Stamina: 18<br/>Luck: 13<br/>Captured Maidens: 0<br/><br/>Something about the hunt was truly fascinating and made the hunt all to be memorable. What honor did the people have to be chosen as his prey. The scent of despair premeditated the air about Thorsen. Despair was the best flavor in the stew of chaos. Thorsen took a deep breath of the air that came from the monsters and people that came streaming past him. One scent stood out from the rest of  the chaos that ensued around him. The scent was sweet as if it had been succored under a fruit tree then raised in a wine cellar to make the taste in the air very exquisite. Thorsen's forked tongue flickered out of his mouth; taking as much of the scent he could into his mouth. Around him was unblemished carnage as monsters rented and killed the many humans that had sought to defend their meager town. The humans should have ran or hid, and left the village to the ownership of his monstrous brothers. Of course if that had happened he wouldn't have the opportunity to delight this moment.<br/><br/>In between the monsters and humans, running this way and that way, Thorsen followed the scent to the point that a young female was before him. She had taken off right before Thorsen had been able to discern that she was truly his prey but after a few moments of sampling the air with his tongue she was his target now. He took off after her; fueled by the sheer thought of the hunt continuing along the path of her scent. A few times he had been able to see glances of the young female but with each glance he had been able to make out more and more of her origins. She was a elf-human and she had the honor of being his prey. The chase continued all the way to one of those human places that sold drinks of the intoxicating kind. Stepping past the door, he could sense her scent but the drinks in the air made it harder to truly figure out where she was. Walking about the edge of the bar he came along the side of the the drinking cabinet where the scent was the highest. Tapping his claws on top of the cabinet he smirked "Come out now, I know you are in there. There is no need for me to forcefully get you out of there."<br/><br/>Roll:At 2014-09-07 02:16:19, Interdiction of words (uid: 54134) rolls: 2d6a6 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=64238)<br/>Notes:Used luck to find her, down to 12