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Dhi'rauta Halkrath
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The last of her kind.
Raised by warriors.
At least that felt right.
#OCRP - #PredatorRP - #AVPRP - #TCoRRP - #PBRP - #RiddickRP - #ScifiRP
@finalisfuryan
Was a Yautja only as good as their last hunt? Age and Trophies the only status someone could really depend on. But Dhi'rauta had been restless lately. Something inside her had her moving further and further out from systems that she knew.
It wasn't out of
@finalisfuryan had seen was not forgotten, but she continued with her work, using a knife from her belt to drive into the man's chest so she could crack his ribs apart.
She did not have the great strength of a Yautja enough to rip skull and spine out in one fell swoop, but she could do her-
@finalisfuryan right behind him that her cloak deactivated.
She enjoyed the closeness and obliviousness of her prey for a moment before a dagger was used to slice the man's throat.
He choked on his own blood while she made no hesitation to take the man with her to a more secure location.-
Another day, another hunt. Camouflage brought her in close to the [reader], her visage completely transparent to the world around her unless they were particularly perceptive.
The real question was whether she found a new trophy or friend.
@finalisfuryan Luckily for her, this planet's climate was fairly comfortable. It let her wear less armor and made maneuverability that much easier.
Her own personal cloaking device was activated, giving her the perfect cover for a little recon.
Filters in her vision flickered and helped her-