I'm bored, so...
How Rikardo and Elizabeth met
He was watching the fire, when a sudden shriek rang out; from a woman, and a young one. Quickly, the sorcerer and the bard ran to the origin of the scream.
A scrawny, short little thing, who looked no older then 15, in mismatched leathers, with two badly-balanced shortswords, but a very impressive (and likely stolen, he thought) shortbow strapped to her. She parried an incoming axe-head, swung at her from...
Rik groaned. Orcs. Twelve of them. How he loathed the creatures. But he had to help, or the girl would die.
He flung a fireball at random, taking out two of the orcs and incapacitating a third. Deekin quickly dispatched it with a bolt to the head, leaving nine.
The girl caught Rik's eye, and gave him a thankful nod; then she suddenly let loose a whirlwind attack, slitting two throats and opening a gash in two chests. The orcs surrounding her fell, leaving five, which were killed with another fireball, a few bolts, and a spring attack from the girl.
When they were dead, the girl grinned at them.
"You really shouldn't drop your weapons," she said, tightening her grip on the hilts of her blades.
"We just helped you! Would you really attack us?" Rik protested.
"No. But there are others who would." she sniffed a bit, before standing up. "My name is Amewypadr." she said. "But since no one on this backwater plane can pronounce it to save their life, call me Elizabeth."
Rikardo smirked, leering at her. She wasn't bad, with a slight figure, chocolate brown hair, large moss green eyes and a lot of curves.
"I'm looking for a man named Rikardo. Know where I can find him?"
"Why?" he asked warily.
"To send word from his brother, and to join him."
"You came from Neverwinter?"
"Yeah."
His eyes widened; she had escaped the quarantine. This girl screamed 'bad-*ss mofo' He liked it.
(I haven't played SoU past Deekin, so be gentle, please.)
Rik's bro is Benton, Hero of Neverwinter, and he is bad-*ss redefined. But he's an Off-Screen Bad-*ss for the most part.
