Cutcobra
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"I don't know if you noticed, Mister Quackskin and Mister Don't Touch Me, but as much as my raw strength is awesome in comparison to yours, I have no need for it in battle." Says Heckz, aggressively snapping at the two other men, or other man and other thing. "What I like to do instead is making my enemies slowly suffer in a wide-raging variety of pain and agony which was caused by my subtle blows." He distressingly brushes his dagger whilst giving the two an ill-natured scowl. "In conclusion, in the likely case that you haven't figured it out, I strongly suggest giving me the eyes before I scoop out yours!" Just saying it makes Heckz have to hold his stomach, which just threatened him with an abrupt release of previously ingested apple.
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Heckz bows before the Commodore with a smile. "It has been a rare pleasure to have fought alongside you your Commodorence." He stands back up, completely changing his stance and voice when addressing Althior. "The eyes are mine, unless someone wants them, in which case they are still mine."
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Heckz is astonished by the way the man had just turned into a flaming bird instead of dying. I need some alone time with him and a thorough lesson of his tips and tricks... Heckz impudently pushes Siercon back to be the first to strike the Will O The Wisp from the front row.
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Heckz rolls his eyes because of this comment and once again repeats.
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Heckz recoils at the feeling of blistering hot waves upon his skin and being powerless against it. "You better stop this now Mister Too Poor For Clothes! My tan is perfect as it is so end this or I'll show you how painful a minor infection can be!" Heckz attacks the one firefly from the front row.
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OoC: Sorry, I was incredibly busy yesterday. Heckz strikes at Battle Mob D from the front row.
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Heckz stands unamused. "Easy peasy," He logs a Seal Bomb from the back row. "Lemon... wheezy?" He says, unsure of how the saying goes.
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After the aged man stood up, Heckz realized he had no idea who this person was and hadn't registered him along the journey, even when the man had been shot. He downs a Nostrum. "Go burn somewhere else. It hurts my eyes."
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OoC: Heckz should no longer be blinded. When Heckz realizes that everyone was just standing around during his time of need and blindness he rolls his eyes and continues to pretend to read. Lazy halfwits...
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The new origin of the voice makes Heckz turn again as his false smile resurfaces his face. "Oh really? Well, they must be a letting anyone into Heroica these days if even the demented and delusional are allowed in. First thing I'll do after this is send a Z-Mail to my highly-influential friends at Salmanda to see if they have a cure for you." He then raises his hand to his chin, simulating a thinking expression. "Oh, wait, I just realized, I don't care." Annienal's interrupting voice is so irritating to him that he doesn't even bother to put up a smile or turn in the general direction. "Of course I'm glass and shouldn't be touching filthy stone like you. Now, do me a favor and remind yourself of the saying 'Shut up unless you are spoken to' before you make it any worse on my angelical ears, Miss Um."
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The harlot turns his head in the general direction where Darksten's voice came from. "Buy it? What do I strike you as, the common riff-raff? Or in other words, like you?" "Talk to me when you've got enough money to afford one of these, or a decent outfit. Then again, it's not like you are capable of even reading it." He says after having had completely avoided the question.
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After having had the pleasure of using the hex cast on him as an excuse to attempt an attack on the elven girl, Heckz takes out Begone with The Winds and pretends to read that instead, from the back row.
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Heckz takes out his Fifty Shades of Bley book and pretends to read it from the back row, even though his blindness is obvious.
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OoC: Heckz isn't immune to Blinded, so therefore he should be Hexed and Blinded at the same time.
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Heckz takes a bite out of his forbidden apple from the back row (Solemn Dagger).
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OoC: I changed my attack to Bugbear Healer before.
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OoC: Althior was revived by the Commodore.
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Heckz shoves Annienal off him, murmuring a close-mouthed "Get off me!", and directly charging towards the Bugbear Healer from the front row like a madman.
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Heckz throws a glare at Althior before doing what he is wont to do in every fight and falling to the ground. OoC: Why is the Sharpshooter gone?
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Heckz repeats.
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"I dont care what the Commodore does so long we are bothliving at the end of this. Now, let's get these LICE-RIDDEN BEHEMOTHS OUT OFMY PRESENCE." He says as he desperately attacks the bugbear scout A from the front row.
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He warily looked at the mytic knight and was on the verge of making a rather obnoxious comment on his beard and clothes, but he decides not to after having remembered that the commodore was nearby. The harlot smiles "Oh... yes. We need every strong brave man to keep on binding and curing the streets of Eubric!" He says inspiringly after having considered the uses of the knight as a potential meat shield.
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Heckz flauntingly strutted towards his room after another day of 'hard work'. --- The harlot makes an attempt at impressing the high-ranked commodore with the most charming smile at his disposal. "Heckz Brutenhal, Your Commodorence, at your service." He bows slightly. "I have been dragging this raggity team of nobodies until now, but I am confident that I'll keep on fighting in the name of the Sungold Alliance." He winks and then leans in closer to whisper. "And, friendly advice, watch out for the toddler and the ridiculous-hat man. They've been trying to bargain for luxury through every single step of the way, going so far as intimidating a man to give up a room key for free. If I were you, I'd keep a reluctant eye on them."
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Eyes flaring and twitching with rage, Heckz' voice is surprisingly calm. "Shut up girl. The grown ups are trying to talk here." He turns to Featherhead. "The way I see it, Mr. Leatherbed, is that I have indirectly affected the poor lives of these two by somehow arranging something very important in the Sungold Alliance they couldn't possibly comprehend, so they are now trying to tarnish my name. To think that they could oh so disrespectfully and viciously attack a man like me, who has been suffering from the most depressive thoughts... oh, no one understands me!" Heckz appears to be exaggeratedly sad. Hopefully the dimwit will fall for it.
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Instead of inconspicuously touching his weapon, Heckz glowers at Darksten with a grimace sharper than the dagger hidden in his jacket. "Listen, matey." A hint of venomous hatred was quite noticeable in the harlot's voice as he mockingly pointed at Darksten's hat. "I don't know who you think you are, Mister Malastor Eldritch's Horrendous Drags-" He couldn't help but recognize the similarity in Darksten's and the dreaded necromancer's outfit as he began his fit. ", so let me explain carefully who you actually are. Not only do you have a false sense of superiority over me, someone more intelligenter than you, and setting aside the fact that you were even contemplating putting up a fight against me, the man of many hard-earned titles, but you are also making empty promises to our dearly beloved subjects. We can end this with you lying on the floor with some severe whipping, or how about you make it up to me by buying me one of those Hurricane's and I'll forget all about it." He then rapidly changed his expression and tone into a 'friendlier' one and talked to Featherhead. "Don't listen to him, boo, we have much reason to believe he's one of those pirates that have been stealing your customers. And I was joking about the infection. We all know a... well... rouged hunk like you will never contract things like that, don't we?" He says seductively.
