_Khuzad 's Background_
Khuzad Darag,cousin of Isgara Dearthy, [link] is on a solo mission to recover the gems of the Geemsit Mines, Khuzad's a malicious Rogue fighter,specialising in his family's secret martial arts, Dea Karr Tak- a very deadly but unorthodox and evil style developed by his generations.

Khuzad mocks and slightly despises Isgara for his background and lifestyle, instead, he thinks that drows and darkelves should live the way according to his "standard". Khuzad is somewhat of an anti-hero, he do quests for his own glory and basically live a life of a mercenary. Being drow and the like,he chose to remain at dark caverns outside his homeworld, but walks the surface like any other land-dweller- this decision has made him both with few strong knowledgable allies and lots of enemies in the process.

His style and finesse in fighting has made him infamous in many lands, because of the way he fights ruthlessly he's coined many names- such as Stalker, Turn-and ur dead(by the orcs),phantom and Despicable One,Red Eyes and even the Madden drow....

_Scene Description_
In this scene Khuzad confronts and tries to backstab a Netheriem Guard, but the guard was alerted and so prepared to counter him,what he didnt know was that Khuzad is also prepared to retaliate against him....

Story so far...
"The air was still and the smell of geemsits crystals was strong in the air, with a sound almost undetectable like the drop of a dew, Khuzad leapt from the shadows,eyes burning with battlelust. His weapon held high,and the posture perfect,he was ready to make the lethal strike on the guard. However, upon bringing the weapon down at his neck the guard spins around with force and his blade,singing with a deadly hiss, slash downwards at Khuzad's head.
In that split second of life and death it seems like time itself has stopped, Khuzad has indeed prepared to meet the Netheriem's gaze. He smiled. A flash of white. And another flash of white as his blond-white whips in mid-air. Using his self taught technique of momentum shifting he readjusted his unusual cleaver to a downwards position as he thrust the free hand towards the guard's eyes. This move panicked the guard and blood was gushing from his deeply wounded face, and when Khuzad's landed on the ground his cleaver had already pierced through the guard's body, with his body postioned sideways of the guard. The guard's blade hits air and the the lethal splinter in his body causes him to drop the weapon...
"damn...wasnt planning on gettin stained tonight....." uttered the calm,low breathing Khuzad as he draws his weapon slowly out of the guard's chest,careful of noises and the blood's spurting rate....
Dread/Morgorth 2005 copyright

Picture done 100% in Painter 9,no ref,cept for e obvious d&D style inspiration~my fav~

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