What a load of crap that all sounded for Raven… She protected herself against the first wave of heat by just increasing the air pressure that was already around her. In the meantime, her scabbard rotated, swapping from the black blade to the blue one, perfect for dealing with fire. ++

"How naive can you be? I'm not trying to avoid this fight because of your strength… I'm avoiding it because the last thing I need is a dead summer Maiden in my camp! Just because you are so in love with Salem that you want to die by her hands doesn't mean we do too!" ++

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"And I'm assuming from your costume that you must be an entertainer for parties?"

"The weak die, the strong live, this has been nature since the dawn of time. I don't know why you sound so angry about it, this is how survival has always been." The sounds of voices and screams outside stopped, which seemed to have signaled something for Raven. ++

"Rather not waste my time with parties."

Oh boy... A lot of angry and disappointed people, but another day for her tribe to live. And a massive trail of destruction and death. For the strong to live, the weak must die.

The elbow threw her to the side but also helped her avoid the worst part of the heat. She still managed to land on her feet, sword ready to strike. This was such a bad scenario for her… The last thing she wanted was to end up killing the Summer Maiden, and then Salem's forces came in again. ++

"Do you really want to make this a battle of attrition? How damn stubborn are you?" Her own Maiden powers were cooling the air around them down, but while that helped, it only slowed the amount of punishment her aura was receiving. She was still in contact with the other. ++

This bot is clearly broken...

The wind around Raven pushed her fire outwards enough to keep the fire from reaching her. But it also meant that her own fire spread quickly on the tent. Yelling started from the people outside. Smoke mixed with the fire, making the visibility very poor, and ++

There goes my tent... I hope at least my tea survives.

"Some of us have responsibility…" The wind accumulated under her feet, and she jumped up right at the limit height of her tent, dodging the scorching wave. "And we can't just throw our life away." She finished her sentence before the winds shifted, throwing ++

Wind circulated around Raven's members, ready to help her movements, she seemed to use her Maiden powers a bit more passively. She quickly draws a red Dust blade, wind following the blade along, increasing its speed and effectiveness as it cut through the first fireball. ++

Those words immediately ignited those dark red flames around Raven's eyes… "DO NOT threaten my people under MY watch, you hear me? You will not be the first Maiden to come inside my camp and make this mistake. ++

"Coward?! For what?!… Doing what I have to in order to survive? I fight when I have to, I kill when I need to, but I am no moron to just throw my life away for stupid idealistic dreams. What is it that you are so eager to die? Justice? Vengeance? Money?" ++

For a brief moment Raven clenched her fist tighter against the hilt, the idea that she could keep the power of the Summer Maiden hiden… But just as quick as that idea came, it went away when the image of Salem came to her mind… ++

"In case you haven't realized, she passed this kingdom already, and we are still here. The precious Cinder you are so after tried to betray us and had to run with the tail between her legs. You want to play wannabe huntress and go after monsters? Do it. ++

𝘈 𝐆𝐎𝐃, 𝘢 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑... 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝗘𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗬 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖's 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. • 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞/𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘴 (𝘭𝘦𝘸𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯) • 𝘋&𝘋 / 𝘔𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 • 𝘋𝘔𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘖𝘖𝘊, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦!)

𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲... 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝘂𝘁, 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗼𝗻. 𝗚𝗼𝗱𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁! ☼ 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞/𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘴 (𝘭𝘦𝘸𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯). ☼ 𝘔𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘺. ☼ 𝘋𝘔𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘖𝘖𝘊). ☼ 𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺: Tiafrye

There was certainly a bit of silence for a while after all that was dropped. Slowly she placed the cup on the table… Taking a deep breath before she stood up. "What do you even really know about me? About Salem? About all that is happening in the world? ++

"I guess you know even less than I thought if you think there is anything that can stop her. Are you one of Ozpin's delusional followers? Or did he paid you to help him?" Now she finally picked up her teacup to take a sip again.

That name… that damn cursed name… Raven could feel the chills on her back. "So you know about her? And yet you are still going after them? If you have such a death wish, may I ask you to leave the rest of your Lien here before you go? Wherever you are going, I doubt you will be using it for long."

Raven crossed her arms. Kids fighting Grimm? Now she was really trying to downplay her tribe. "Wow… You really don't like us." Shocking!… For no one. "You really seem to be doing a fine job looking for her friends so far, you did think I was one, apparently." ++

She had just picked up her cup to take a sip but stopped midway, slowly lowering it back to the table. "Now, now… This is a bit uncalled for. This band of losers, as you call it, survived Grimm, your precious Cinder, huntsmen and huntresses, some even before I became the boss. ++

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Raven smiled and tapped with a finger on the table. "What you paid so far was only for information about Cinder… I can tell more about what happened on Haven, but why would I do that for free?"

"That explains the frustration and apparently how you know the summer Maiden. Well… information was given, no refunds, unfortunately." A smile and another sip of her tea, she raised the teapot and filled her cup back up. ++

"This information seems to displease you... Did you have other plans in mind?" In Raven's head she was already trying to figure some things out... Was she a runaway from Vacuo? Did she not like the place? Did she regret leaving to go after Cinder, who may be going there?

"In Vacuo? I don't get much news from there. But the one I have could be of your interest. I'm not going to say why, because this isn't part of the information I'm selling." And she wasn't going to just talk about Salem... "But Vacuo is most likely Cinder's next destination."

"I am confident from trusted sources that she was there, not only present but apparently in the epicenter of it all." She finished counting the bag and put it away. "Soo… You must be aware of who the Summer and Fall Maidens are. ++

A second sip before she placed the cup back down and picked the bag up to count. "Curiosity killed the cat… You seem to have a lot of courage considering you even came here. Anyway, I assume you are aware of the fall of Atlas?"

"Rich words coming from a literal mercenary… Isn't your job to get paid to do the dirty work others don't want to? Also, we don't kill people for no reason, the Grimm do. They just tend to show up after we leave." ++

"You think just because we live in the wild we are savages?" Once they were inside, Raven walked over to a table with a teapot conveniently already warm thanks to a plate powered with some red Dust underneath, she sat down and picked one cup for herself, gesturing for the other for Kestrel.

Raven followed shortly, both leaving the portal on the other side next to a fox-owned tent in the Branwen tribe camp. "My tent is over here." She continued to walk over to her own tent.

"I was born in this tribe. You could say I was born into this business, trained from a very young age." And she didn't regret it one bit, since she had the chance to walk away but still returned to her tribe.

"Sure... why not... this way." Quickly drawing her blade and slashing the air next to her, she opened a red portal before she placed the blade back into the scabbard. She then gestured towards the portal.

"So what? No questions about me? That almost makes me sad." [If it was to catch her attention, it surely worked, Raven's eyes ended up looking at the tail, either because she never let her guard down or also because of curiosity.]

A smile, oh... she was definitely going to try and get a lot from it. "2,000 Lien for the information of where she was, 3,000 for the information of where she went." Even if Raven didn't have 100% certainty of where Raven went, she just had a guess.

"𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐃𝐨𝐨. 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐎𝐟𝐟." 🥁𝗖𝘆𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗸/𝗠𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻/𝗦𝗰𝗶-𝗙𝗶 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 🥁𝙉/𝗦𝗙𝗪 | 𝗟𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁/𝗠𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 🥁𝗔𝗱𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 | 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗗𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗻 | 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀/𝗧𝗮𝗯𝗼𝗼 𝗗𝗡𝗜 #OC #Fandomless #MVRP

ⓨⓞⓤ ⓚⓝⓞⓦ ⓘⓣ ⓘⓢ ⓐ ⓜⓨⓣⓗ ⓣⓗⓐⓣ ⓦⓞⓜⓔⓝ ⓛⓞⓢⓔ ⓣⓗⓔⓘⓡ ⓟⓞⓦⓔⓡ ⓐⓢ ⓣⓗⓔⓨ ⓐⓖⓔ. ⓐ ⓛⓘⓔ ⓘⓝⓥⓔⓝⓣⓔⓓ ⓑⓨ ⓜⓔⓝ ⓐⓕⓡⓐⓘⓓ ⓞⓕ ⓑⓔⓘⓝⓖ ⓒⓗⓐⓛⓛⓔⓝⓖⓔⓓ. ⓨⓞⓤⓣⓗ ⓗⓐⓢ ⓒⓤⓡⓡⓔⓝⓒⓨ, ⓑⓤⓣ ⓝⓞⓣ ⓟⓞⓦⓔⓡ. T͙h͙e͙ ͙I͙r͙i͙s͙ ͙w͙h͙o͙ ͙m͙a͙n͙i͙p͙u͙l͙a͙t͙e͙s͙ ͙d͙e͙s͙i͙r͙e͙ ͙v͙i͙a͙ ͙s͙c͙e͙n͙t͙s͙ ͙

"You are the one who needs information here, I'm not desperate for money. And I know where she was and where she probably went. If there is one thing I'm good at, is gathering information."

Where I live, the monsters are free.

Raven uncrossed her arms and placed one on her hip. "I hope you are aware that every time you even suggest that she is my friend, my price gets exponentially higher..." Clearly, she had some hatred about that topic...

Raven at the time had mercy, now? She has no reason for mercy anymore. Their next encounter will surely leave with only one of the alive. "Yeah, yeah... tell me something I don't know... Now that I hope it is clear that I'm not her friend, I do hope it is also clear I only sell information."