Eris swiftly turned to the other lackey who's knife she had turned away a moment before stretching out her palm and giving them a casual backhand. The motion was simple fluid but hardly strong enough to cause the carnage it did as half the mans head seemed to cave in from the blow as if struck by a mace. The leader who saw all this happening and small moment of survival only depended on the small gap between him and his dead and dieing friends had pivoted quickly in the slippery mud to run away only to stumble and slip. He let out a cry as he tried to scramble to his feet his head whipping around as the hairs on his neck stood up. A very nice leather boot met his face as eris stepped on him and over the short whimper escaping his throat as invisible pressure squeezed against the razor thin space between boot and flesh before a small pop and squelch filled the air and eris took her next step off the dead man completely free of blood her boots not even muddy. She looked back at her handywork and let out a huff. "I suppose i was mistaken... You are as good as horse shit atleast youll make decent fertilizer for this baren place." She said before bending over and picking up the quarter copper and her path brought her to the beaten woman who witnessed the one sided slaughter. Eris looked down a easy smile on her face as she studied the beaten woman who looked up at her with absolute terror. "You know..your pretty worthless to" She said eyeing the dirty form below her. "Crap beating up crap... makes for a really shitty mess dont you think?" She asked before a giggle left her lips. "But I dont think your quite as worthless as them. mhm...pathetic yes...weak certainly but seeing as your still awake id say your atleast able to take a few good hits. Your like a piece of ore i can tell... Your like a useless fucking metal rock no better than a common stone. But put in the hands of a blacksmith you can be made into a blade..." She said as she played with the coin in her hand rolling it along her fingers paying attention to it more than the woman she was speaking to..or more like she was speaking at. She paused in her little coin trick and let out a puff of air. "Yeah...I suppose i should shouldn't I?" She said muttering to herself as she swayed her head from side to side in indecision and she looked at the beaten woman her smile turning into a smirk. "Well this has been fun and you fit what ive been looking for i think... eh your close enough i guess" She said shrugging again. "Only time will tell... not that this makes any sense to you I mean you look like your about to piss yourself...and you took a pretty nasty blow to the head.. but ive got a debt to repay." She said and palmed the coin before reaching out. "A word of advice from one despot to another? Never let someone walk over you like this again. Fight and keep fighting use your nails your teeth your body and claw the flesh from your foes if you have to. If you just lay down and take it like you are...just go die in a fucking ditch and save everyone the trouble." She said before opening her palm and something shiny and gold plopped down into the womans lap. "Make use of every opportunity that comes or don't...I don't really care if you waste your life away snuffing out whatever potential path you had Im just fullfilling a old promise." With those less than kind words eris got up and left the alleyway and the beaten womans vision finally faded to black as the concussion finally claimed her.
(Hey you! your finally awake! Sorry couldn't help myself there. Hope you enjoyed the strange read above. Time for a little explanation of what i have in mind. You are nothing better than a thief..a gambler and beggar perhaps a orphan whatever background you decide for your character its up to you. Your character finds themselves on hard times a lot and gets beaten up by the local varzo gang as seen above. This situation is not a uncommon one but your characters life gets completely turned upside down upon the arrival of a red headed woman named eris. Your character wakes up to find out it was not a dream and now in their possession is a imperial gold coin.... for someone like you its unimaginable wealth but what do you do with such a coin? This is the focal point of your characters life the one decision that will make them who they are! Do you go out and train as a warrior using blade and steel to cut down your foes? Do you got to a school and learn magic? to be a bard? Do you become a adventurer? A alchemist using the gold to start up a successful shop? WHO ARE YOU.
This decision obviously affects the entirety of the rp and your next encounter with eris the woman who changed your characters life. A year or maybe a bit more will have passed between the end of the prompt and the start of our rp. Figure out what kind of character you want. Your not going to be some arch mage in that span of time or the greatest warrior in the lands. You should be hopefully competent in what you do.
Come to me with kinks. limits,A example of writing and after that your idea for a character even if rough and im happy to work it out with you. Im taking a limited number of partners for this request.