The forest was remarkably quite for this hour of the day, no birds sang their sweet intoxicating melodies; no wind blew through the trees echoing the voices of the past travelers; nothing but the sweet sound of nothingness. A lone traveler walked down the winding forest path, a man roughly around six feet tall with blonde hair. He wore a pair of loose fitting black trousers, a tight black shirt under a leather chest piece, dark brown leather boots, and a forest green cloak thrown over everything. His footsteps virtually made no sounds; the only sound that could actually be heard from his was his humming. He carried a katana slung across his back in easy reach, and the scabbard of the katana was beautiful black leather with silver vines crawling up the scabbard for decoration. He seemed to be almost lost in another world as he began walking up the steep hill in front of him; he occasionally tossed an apple up into the air and caught it before taking a bite out of it.

“The sky,” the man said softly “is unbelievably blue today.” He began reaching the top of the hill only to have his blissful state destroyed. The sight on the descending hill and in the valley between all those trees was the sight of death.

“This…this was a trading carven,” the man said walking through the destruction. Men, women, and children lay before him, starring up at the blue sky never to see anything else again. Arrows pierced everything, sword slices were everywhere, and spear thrusts penetrated the soul. The lone traveler fought to keep walking forward, every muscle in his body wanted to and run away from this death scene, but he kept moving forward wanting to know just who did this. He gained his answer when he saw a pattern on a tree drawn in blood. “Thought it was you,” he said looking at it as he kept moving down the path with that scene behind him.

Several hours later he emerged from the forest and the sky was dark, but he saw the lights of a small inn several hundred feet away. The lone traveler made his way to the inn, only to be stopped by two guards who were put on post at the front door of the inn that was called Paradise.

“Who the hell do you think you are,” one of the guards said giving the traveler a shove who then replied by showing the guards his katana.

“My partner here didn’t know,” the other guard said opening the door for the traveler “he’s in room one.”

The traveler didn’t say anything as he walked in and up the stairs. He approached the first room and pushed up the door that was already ajar.

“Oh hello Voltain, didn’t even hear you walk up the stairs,” a man sitting in a chair at the desk said as he turned around to face the traveler who had the name Voltain.

“It’s been awhile Sefirosu,” Voltain said closing the door behind him.

“Six years if I remember correctly,” the man sitting down said as he stood up. A katana similar to Voltains was strapped around Sefirosu’s waist, only this one had gold vines crawling up the scabbard.

“You killed those travelers back in the forest,” Voltain said softly looking down.

“True,” Sefirosu said facing Voltain.

“They were innocent,” Voltain said more sternly raising his head and looked Sefirosu right square in the eyes.

“False,” Sefirosu said mockingly “they deserved to die.”

“But why everyone,” Voltain said through clenched teeth “Why did you have your men kill everyone.”

Sefirosu laughed “I intend to kill them all eventually and I had to start somewhere. And besides those traders were carrying slaves in some of the carts, there were good traders and evil traders, so to say.”

“It’s not your right to decide whether they live of die. They deserved a chance!” Voltain shouted lunging at Sefirosu with a clenched fist only to be countered as Sefirosu kneed Voltain in the stomach. Voltain stumbled back and leaned against the wooden door only to be broken through it when Sefirosu kicked him square in the chest. Voltain stumbled to his feet only then to be thrown door the stairs as an infuriated Sefirosu followed beating up the lone traveler whenever Voltain stood up. Sefirosu opened the door and tossed Voltain out and unsheathed his katana and placed the blade on Voltain’s neck.

“I can’t believe a pathetic weakling like you was ever in my gang,” Sefirosu said as he looked down as Voltain, who was kneeling and coughing up blood. “You never even used that blade I had made for you little brother. You are no different then all the humans I will kill when the time comes, I suggest you make good use of the time you have left in this world.”

Sefirosu removed the blade and began to walk away only to quickly turn around and slice Voltain’s face across the right eye. Voltain fell back screaming in pain as blood began to stain the ground. “Humans…how pathetic,” Sefirosu said as he walked back inside and closed the doors behind him.

Voltain finally got a hold of himself and stumbled to his feet, the blood was still flowing freely but it didn’t feel like his eye had been cut.

“Big brother…why?” Voltain asked himself as he began walking off only to feel a sudden sense of rage come over him “I will kill you, you bastard.”

Voltain walked for several hours again only to finally come to the gates of a city by the name Mielon. Voltain stumbled through the empty cobblestone streets of the city to finally come across the city tavern. Voltain immediately drew the attention of everyone in the tavern as he walked in and sat down blood still trickling down his face.

“What the hell happened to you?” the bartender asked the traveler who just entered.

“Water…hot water please,” Voltain said as he put a silver coin on the table.

The bartender shrugged as he picked up the coin and returned with the water and placed it in front of Voltain. “I suggest you get the cut checked out, looks rather nasty,” the bartender said as he walked away and Voltain picked up his cup of water.


(Rules: no god moding, be reasonable with your posts, use detail, that kinda stuff. Also this is a Trigunish RP, just without the the anything from Trigun, the only thing from Trigun is some of the dialog I will use and the plot line somewhat. No guns, no rockets, no modern or future stuff, this is medieval fantasy. Have fun)