Caravan Raid in Mountain Village

The mission objective was to raid the next merchants caravan passing through Mountain Village. As soon as it took the last steps outside of Mountain Village, it was Ganz' goal to destroy the caravan and take all the goods an money they had on them. The amount of damage done was of no interest for the mission but Ganz was in the need of going wild once in a while again.

It had been a day since he arrived in Mountain Village, and he wanted to find a good point to surprise attack the caravan since this was his first mission for Savage Skull and he wanted to leave a good impression behind. A few villagers had told him a beautiful spot, revealing the entrance of the village from a gorgeous angle. Ganz thought it was a bit careless to have such a spot around the village but it was for his benefit.

He was standing about a mile away from Mountain Village having locked on the entrance. A tall boulder was his position to watch the caravan slowly ride out of the village accelerating at a quick rate. He felt happiness growing inside of him. Ganz took this mission alone on purpose, this way noone would get in his way and he wouldn't have to make compromises in any way. The Caravan was at a impressing speed now and almost under his position. After casting his spell Vibrate:Bones, Ganz prepared himself and jumped at the right moment and the right angle, crashing down in front of the main Wagon leaving a crate in the earth. Immediately, the guards of the caravan got into position surrounding him. Ganz took a look around."Okay guys. I want your money and your goods. You probably think I'm going to say something like, leave everything as it is and I'm not going to hurt you. That's probably the case because I won't hurt little weaklings who run away, but what I really want is you all to come at me and fight like your life depended on it." Ganz laughed and took a look around counting the opponents. 5 guards and 3 merchants on 2 big carriages and on small one, taking the front spot of the caravan. The guards had swords and were equipped with intact looking armor. One of the guards was looking at Ganz feircly.

Ganz turned towards the direction he could feel the glare of someone burn his skin. A tall man, a giant so-to-speak, was glaring at Ganz' eyes, searing his face into them. A grin swept over Ganz' face. "I will not let people like you do as you please!" Ganz heard the mercenary shouting. "A hero? Those are the best. Never even aware that nobody is really innocent." Ganz took a few steps towards him until he was looking up to the angry face of the man. He was tall blond and blue-eyed and looked like someone out of a fairy tail. His iron armor was shining in the sunlight. In the back Ganz could hear his fellow Companions yelling. "Get him Yazu! You can defeat him one on one!" Ganz wondered if this guy was actually capable of something and decided to make a warm up move.

Ganz swung his arm back viciously and pounded it against the guards lower abdomen. Ganz could feel the armor shattering under the weight of fist. The guard flew back a few feet before landing on the ground. The armor was shattered but the stomach was not injured. They were definetly equipped well. His fingers were aching as Ganz blew on his fist. "You got some good armor there, soldier." Ganz grinned ironically as he said his words.

The member 'Josef Ganz' has done the following action : Dices roll

#1 'Monster Dice' :


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#2 'Damage Dice' :


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#3 'Block Dice' :

2 of the other guards were petrified seeing a seemingly strong person lying on the ground under one fist. The person got up slowly and prepared himself in fighting stance. "Your fist is heavy. It seems you are a magician, but you wouldn't be the first magician I defeat. You should remember my name when you despair, Yazu." The mercenary said, pulling his sword. Ganz could see the stance wasn't amateur like at all, but he could barely feel any strength emitted from his first opponent. He thought he should take the hit and see what would happen.
Yazu charged towards Ganz swinging his sword piercing forward in a thrust aimed at Ganz' shoulder.

The thrust wasn't very strong as Ganz noticed. He easily knocked the blade out of direction leaving a perfect opening for his elbow. He switched his stance moving with the unstoppable fall of Yazu and thrusted his elbow forward.

The elbow swooped across the face of the sword-fighter cleanly and Ganz could feel the jaw shatter under his elbow. Luckily for the soldier his spell Vibrate:Bones had worn off, leaving no extra effect on his bones.
Yazu was still lying on the ground, his jaw numb from the strike. He got up, his legs wavy. He pierced his sword into the ground and layed his armor off. The extra weight was something he did not need right now. "You're no normal warrior. Your skill is extraordinary. Without a weapon you dismantled me."
Ganz took a look at him. Not extraordinary but well-built. This guy was your average human, with some sword training. "From now on, I'm going to make this quick." Ganz pounded his fist together first and called. "Vibrate:Bones." He could feel the small movements of his bones getting stronger by the second. "Vibrate:Muscle." Ganz clapped his hands together in a praying stance. His muscles got stimulated by the high-frequency vibrations running through his body. "If you don't evade the next strike youre as good as dead." Ganz told his opponent with a slight grin on his face. Running 20 metres per second, Ganz was under his opponent now, throwing a thrust upwards, to his chin.

An inch over his nose the thrust flew over him, giving Ganz a big advantage, bending his foot over Yazu's face now.

Yazu let himself fall down, seeing the foot crash next to him in the ground. He rolled to the side and got up rapidly.
Ganz was still pulling his foot out of the ground, being amazed by his opponents reflexes. He decided to let his opponent take a turn.
Yazu sprinted forwards swinging his sword on chest height.

Ganz easily caught the sword in mid-air, realizing that reflexes were the only thing this guy had. Close-range would mean his death.
Yazu was trying to pull his sword away from Ganz, who was having a tight grip on it. Ganz was having a great opportunity now, he turned around letting the force of the pull, make Yazu stumble. He turned around at high speed, wanting to hit him in the face with his elbow again.

His Elbow sweeped across Yazu's face, creating a loud cracking noise. Yazu was soaring through the air and hit the ground several times before stopping. He didn't move. Ganz looked after him. No regret was in his eyes. His elbow was bloody, probably mouth blood. The other guards were now staring after their companion, who was still not moving an inch. Ganz glared to the other guards. Two of them were already gone, while the remaining two were standing there. One of them was holding the hilt of his sword, trembling. The other one had a serious look on his face and answered Ganz' glare. "Don't look like you didn't expect this. He died in battle, like a real warrior should. What about you, do you have the courage to fight me?" Ganz took a step back and begun to get into position.
"Sora, you flee. I'll try and avenge Yazu." The trembling guard was looking at his friend in tears. A weeping "Yes." Squeezed its way out of his throat and he ran off, back to the Mountain Village.

Ganz traced the remaining mercenary. Normal heigh, broad shoulders, good abs and developed thighs. Probably quick on his feet. Ganz cupped his hands behind his back and readied himself. "Pull your sword and come attack me. If you miss and I get a chance to hit, you're done for with my next spell." A damp reocurring wave noise went through the air as Ganz' hands started to form a white orb around them.
The mercenary pulled his sword and got into stance. He sprinted forward, taking time to close the distance between the two fighters.

In the moment where his opponent thrusted forward to stab him, Ganz took a turning motion, sweeping by past the left side of his opponent leaving an opening for his spell. The orb had grown to the size of a basketball, and Ganz had positioned himself behind the mercenary now.

He thrusted his arms forward, and his cupped hands rested on the back of his opponent. A cracking was audible and slowly, small tears where appearing in the air around the back of the guard. He spat blood and Ganz took a last thrust, which let his opponent fly a couple dozen yards before crashing into the ground. Smoke was rising from the area, the tears had been in the air.
Ganz let his arms rest beside him and he took a look around. "Two down. Considering they were not really strong, I took way too long." He said to himself. The Caravan was left empty. 3 guards and all of the merchants had fled. It was an easy task to empty the supplies now and bring them back to the guild.
Ganz walked over to one of the waggons and emptied all of the important supplies. He did the same with the other two carriages and had about a square yard full of goods he considered important. He transferred them onto a blanket and tied the blanket together on a stick. He heaved the stick over his shoulder and made his way back to the guild.
It was only once, that he turned around. He saw the two lifeless bodies, lying around like bags filled with potatoes. He turned around and stopped thinking about those two people.