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The Jackal

The Jackal


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The Black Salt Harbor

This particular harbor was known for its nightlife, and as such a high number of inns and taverns were building around it. A large number of boats were docked at the pier, indicating that a fairly large number of people could be found on that day. Like a firework upon the eerie black sky, this place was vividly shimmering within its misty presence. It was a fine establishment, visited by most of the people who stood in the nearby area; however, they were not the only ones who were visiting this place. The number of people was slightly larger this time, as a few ships with exotic supplies just docked in for the night.

Curious was The Jackal’s nature, and a such he was on his way towards this fine establishment. With his money earned from different types of assignments and labor, the man was looking for a place in which he could spent them. On his way towards the harbor, a terrifying and screeching sound perturbed the silence around him. The ronin startled and immediately threw his eyes all over his surrounding, trying to find the source from which this dreadful sound had emerged.  Another one followed up, this one was even louder than the previous one, and as such The Jackal could easily tell from which part it came from. Without further ado, he began dashing against the harbor in order to inspect the event which was occurring in this dank night.

His heart was racing while he kept running towards the unknown; there were little words to describe how the harbor was looking beneath his eyes. Like a fireplace it shone within the distance, as some of the buildings were set on fire. Different kinds of people were running from a corner to another, yelling, screaming and shouting. Apparently, a group of organized bandits were aware about the exotic supplies that just arrived, and as such their aim was to procure these boxes. The harbor was under attack.

These bandits were all wearing a matching attire, with the base color being purple. A black scarf was wrapped around their faces in order to preserve their identity; heavily armed and dangerous for the untrained villagers. Guards were running from a place to another, either desperately fighting against this organized crime, or helping the others with the evacuation of the unarmed villagers. The Jackal was now standing just a couple of feet away from the incident, hidden beneath the eerie shadows of the forest.

The ronin did not want to lose his life, although he did not wish for others to die as well.



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The Jackal

The Jackal


D-rank
A large breath was inhaled by The Jackal while grabbing on a kunai within his right hand. Without any more time wasted, the ronin began storming towards the port, although he would keep his head laid low, in order to preserve the element of surprise. Hidden beneath the black canvas, The Jackal managed to arrive safely around the harbor’s outskirt. With a sudden move, the ronin leaped on the top of a nearby building, so that he could get a better view of his surroundings by watching how the situation was unfolding from a top-down  view. As soon as he found himself on the top of the building, the situation became more clearer to understand, the image was not one to bring satisfaction, although some of the bandits were already leaving with the crates, while the others were being nailed down by the guards.

A woman screamed a few feet away from the building; a shout which clashed violently against The Jackal’s ears. The defenseless woman was being harassed by a shady looking bandit, she was pushed against the ground. Like a knight in shining armor, The Jackal descended from the building with his kunai aimed at the bandit’s throat. Due to his unexpected presence, the ronin managed to perform a clear cut on the bandit’s jugular, ending his life in moments. It was a rather risky move since he was aware of the skills possessed by that person, although he was rather confident in his abilities; it was a bold move.

“Tha-ann-ank y-y-ouu.”  were the quivering words which erected from the woman, as her whole body was shacking, due to the sheer amount of shock that she went through. Tears were cascading down her cheeks, continuously like a waterfall.  The Jackal gave her a slight nod before hiding his presence back, although this time within the dense clouds of smoke which arose from a few burning buildings. A rather cruel environment to fight in, smoke and mist were not helping at all. The ronin wasn’t a person who would take someone’s life so easily, although the bandit was about to perform an act which was not viewed highly beneath his eyes. The man was not filled with morality, although a few acts were categorized as despicable within his vocabulary; he had a few principles.



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