so yeah i wrote this up a little bit ago and made sure it was okay with peeps before i posted it, yes there are grammical errors, i wrote it in the early morn before sleepin, and i'm too lazy to retype it


they stood there. They couldn't go against the orders the the man had demanded.
" Yeah you stand there you pathetic havenors, you are no match for me and me supior skills.”
“Let the hostage go and we shall see who has the s better skills,” shouted one of the Haven warriors. He was one of many that had followed the men that had attacked their fair city, in there attack the leader of the group had grabbed and taken one of the muthla’s from the fallen clan that had been visiting that day. Iohn, Kairi, and 2 other men from Haven and Tyr, and Orrin of the fallen clan had taken up pursuit of the bandits.
The bandit leader stood there gleaming at his accomplishment, he had stormed the city, thye had plundered wat they could and took one of the a very fair girl from the town, she was subdued in his hands from the poison he had given her. To boot only 6 warriors had followed them. There was no way for him to lose.
“how about you all drop your arms and leave or else this young beauty will become quite invaluable.” As he finished his sentence he poked the dagger into her abdomen an inch or two, a thin line of blood produced from the wound. He silently pulled the dagger, a tiny drop of blood managed to pool and drop from the blade.
As the blood hit the ground the air seemed to become chillier, the wind stopped. The warriors began to disarm all muttering curses under their breath. Orrin was especially cursing in his urk tongue
As the warriors started to disarm Tyr just stood there, he reached and grabbed Bai-Yi off his back. Iohn turned and looked at Tyr ; he then all of a sudden noticed that Tyr’s eyes had glazed over with a red tint, his hair seemed to be on end and his fangs had grown to their full length. He put his hand on his shoulder and immediately withdrew it. A sudden chill ran down his back.
The twenty bandits standing in front of their leader suddenly became tense. In a low gnarling voice Tyr said, “ You just made a big mistake, one you will not repeat again in this lifetime.” With that he drew Bai-Yi and charged, leaving the others in confusion of what Tyr had just done.
Tyr slashed his way through two men when Orrin grabbed his weapons and began to charge the others not far behind. Tyr seemed to be moving much faster than he usually was, he was through his 5th man when the bandit leader shouted.
“Fools you have sealed her fate.” he plunged the dagger to the hilt into the girl. Tyr saw this and threw Bai-Yi with arm, the leader managing to dodge the hit from taking his life, his arm however didn’t make it. The girl fell to the ground, the bandit leader stood there with a look of shock on his face.
Tyr plowed his way through 4 more men, taking several and some sever wounds on the way, blood was rushing through the gashes and cuts he was taking, he continued to the the leader.
Once to the bandit leader he lifted him off the ground by the throught with one hand. The leader could see that he was wrong these 6 warriors had decimated his forces, all his men were almost all gone, only a few left and they were no match for these warriors.
Tyr brought the man down to ear level, he whispered into his so softly the man could barley hear it, what Tyr said shocked the man so bad that nearly had a bowel movement. Then with a sudden jerk Tyr ripped the mans throat out.
Blood spurted out of the bandits neck sprinkling Tyr’s face. Tyr dropped the body and then walked over and knelt beside the muth-la, he broke off his fangs and crushed them in his hands; he then sprinked the dust onto the wound and began to mutter under his breath.
The girl began to breath normally and the wound healed up. She open her eyes and and looked at him, he smiled and stood up and walked around her.
He approached the others who had finished cleaning up the other bandits, “ Will she be alright?” asked Kairi, Tyr nodded to approve.
He spoke, “ No one messes with the muths or my home.” With that said Tyr fainted, Orrin caught him with one arm as he fell, Iohn spoke, “ he had told me of his blood-rage but I didn’t it, he told me that it almost never happens except in extreme conditions and that when it does he loses all sympathy and happiness and focuses only on his enemy.” The two Haven soldiers took Tyr from Orrin who then went and picked up the muth-la off the ground, “ come, let us return to town now”