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I was actually contemplating earlier if I should sarcastically answer "Generic NPC nr. 5."
That reminds me of hiker number 32. Man that guys didn't last long.
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That reminds me of hiker number 32. Man that guys didn't last long.
Sam got out of the forest. He had reached the edge of the harbinger camp. He was greeted by a fellow harbinger. He noticed Sam's troubles, and thought it would be a bad hunting day. "No, it's not the hunting, Tate." Sam said, while opening his cloak, revealing 4 rabbits (Sam managed to kill one on the way back to the camp). Shade just came out of the tall grass with his boar behind him. "Actually we both caught this in like an hour. No, it's something I rather not talk about..." He said, while looking at the ground. He then heard a whistle. It was Calliope's whistle, he didn't need to look her direction to know that. He didn't look at her though, as he felt like he dissapointed her. When he noticed she and whoever she was with passed the two harbingers, he looked back at Tate. "Anyway, I think I should head back to the cook. We wouldn't want our catch to spoil, would we?" He said, while facing Shade, who let out an aproving growl. "I'll see you later, Tate." Not long after that, Sam found the cook and gave him the meat. The cook even wanted to pet Shade for the great help, but he didn't allow it. Typical Shade, only letting those get close to him that he respects. Sam afterwards went to his tent and layed down for a bit. It would take some time before dinner and the Circle would begin, so he would take a nap till then.
Sorry for the ridiculously long post, I just had plenty of time to come up with this one.
Sam Spark
Small farm outside Lightkeep
A farmer was at a table with his wife and another man. There wasn't any talking. The dining trio looked at eachother nervously, except for the mysterious man, who just seemed to enjoy his meal. After they finished their diner, they all stood up, and the man said: "It's okay, guys. Everything is going to be fine as long as you do as I say. You are excellent hosts to be honest. I might even keep you alive." When he said the last words, he got a small grin on his face. He left the house and walked into the barn wich was outside. The farmer's wife started to cry, and the farmer took her in his arms.
Later that night, when the two were in their room, they were in a heated discussion. "But John, how long is this going to last? We are giving shelter to a killer!" "I don't know, Mary, but we have to. If we don't, he and the rest of them are going to kill us! And it's not like a miracle is going to happen." "I know, John, but-" The woman was interupted by their window suddenly closing. The weird part about this was that it wasn't open to begin with. The farmer walked towards the window, and noticed an envelope at the sill. He looked at his wife, not knowing what to do. The wife looked at it as well, paralyzed by fear. The farmer slowly opened the envelope, and pulled out a letter and a key.
The farmer got mad. "I am not buying this. Why would one of the King's men help us? This is a trick from that damn spy!" He walked out of his house straight to the barn, through the rain. He opened the barn, and said: "What does this-" He was cut short by a deadless body of the man from earlier laying dead in a pool of blood next to his straw bed. He was terrified at first, but then smiled. He ran back to his house, back to his wife, hugged her and said: "Pack your bags. We have been freed!"
What happened meanwhile, at the same farm.
It was dark. It rained. The Dark Lord's spy layed down on his bed of straw. He was about to fall asleep when he suddenly felt something sharp at his throat. He opened his eyes, to face a masked man. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you." The spy tried to grab for something at his belt, but only could find air. The masked man held up a simple dagger. "Looking for this?" He asked, while throwing it towards the other end of the room. "You fool! By killing me, you are becoming just like me! A monster!" The masked man seemed to chuckle, even though it was hard to see with the mask on. "I'm a monster, I know..." Then, it became black before the eyes of the spy. "...but at least I'm a monster with a conscience."
Sam sneaked out of the barn. He made his way stealthly to one of the windows of the main house. He could hear the couple arguing inside. He opened the window without a sound, laid down an envelope on the sill, then closed the window, making sure to make some noise. He hid himself then. Sooner then he expected, he saw the farmer coming out of the house and making his way to the barn. A couple of seconds later, he saw him going back to his house again. That was his call. He made his way towards the barn, picked up the body and made his way to the trees nearby. There, he had a horse whaiting for him. He put the body on the back of the horse, then got on it himself. He rode off towards the castle. He would dump the body on the way at a jar full of acid he hid somewhere. He always did this with most of his bodies, as he didn't want the Dark Lord to use them against him. He then looked at his dagger. He noticed it was getting blunt when he ended the spy's life. He should get it sharpened at the blacksmith later. For now, he just needed to go back to Lightkeep, to inform either one of the Kingsguard or the King personally about the succes of his mission.
Small farm outside Lightkeep
A farmer was at a table with his wife and another man. There wasn't any talking. The dining trio looked at eachother nervously, except for the mysterious man, who just seemed to enjoy his meal. After they finished their diner, they all stood up, and the man said: "It's okay, guys. Everything is going to be fine as long as you do as I say. You are excellent hosts to be honest. I might even keep you alive." When he said the last words, he got a small grin on his face. He left the house and walked into the barn wich was outside. The farmer's wife started to cry, and the farmer took her in his arms.
Later that night, when the two were in their room, they were in a heated discussion. "But John, how long is this going to last? We are giving shelter to a killer!" "I don't know, Mary, but we have to. If we don't, he and the rest of them are going to kill us! And it's not like a miracle is going to happen." "I know, John, but-" The woman was interupted by their window suddenly closing. The weird part about this was that it wasn't open to begin with. The farmer walked towards the window, and noticed an envelope at the sill. He looked at his wife, not knowing what to do. The wife looked at it as well, paralyzed by fear. The farmer slowly opened the envelope, and pulled out a letter and a key.
In this envelope is a key.
This key belongs to a cabin
positioned in the woods west
of Lightkeep. You will be
safe there.
~One of the King's men.
p.s. Make sure to burn this letter and not to get followed.
This key belongs to a cabin
positioned in the woods west
of Lightkeep. You will be
safe there.
~One of the King's men.
p.s. Make sure to burn this letter and not to get followed.
The farmer got mad. "I am not buying this. Why would one of the King's men help us? This is a trick from that damn spy!" He walked out of his house straight to the barn, through the rain. He opened the barn, and said: "What does this-" He was cut short by a deadless body of the man from earlier laying dead in a pool of blood next to his straw bed. He was terrified at first, but then smiled. He ran back to his house, back to his wife, hugged her and said: "Pack your bags. We have been freed!"
What happened meanwhile, at the same farm.
It was dark. It rained. The Dark Lord's spy layed down on his bed of straw. He was about to fall asleep when he suddenly felt something sharp at his throat. He opened his eyes, to face a masked man. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you." The spy tried to grab for something at his belt, but only could find air. The masked man held up a simple dagger. "Looking for this?" He asked, while throwing it towards the other end of the room. "You fool! By killing me, you are becoming just like me! A monster!" The masked man seemed to chuckle, even though it was hard to see with the mask on. "I'm a monster, I know..." Then, it became black before the eyes of the spy. "...but at least I'm a monster with a conscience."
Sam sneaked out of the barn. He made his way stealthly to one of the windows of the main house. He could hear the couple arguing inside. He opened the window without a sound, laid down an envelope on the sill, then closed the window, making sure to make some noise. He hid himself then. Sooner then he expected, he saw the farmer coming out of the house and making his way to the barn. A couple of seconds later, he saw him going back to his house again. That was his call. He made his way towards the barn, picked up the body and made his way to the trees nearby. There, he had a horse whaiting for him. He put the body on the back of the horse, then got on it himself. He rode off towards the castle. He would dump the body on the way at a jar full of acid he hid somewhere. He always did this with most of his bodies, as he didn't want the Dark Lord to use them against him. He then looked at his dagger. He noticed it was getting blunt when he ended the spy's life. He should get it sharpened at the blacksmith later. For now, he just needed to go back to Lightkeep, to inform either one of the Kingsguard or the King personally about the succes of his mission.
So I was making a post about Sam talking with Tate and then going to the Cook to give him the catched meat, but then I thought: who is the cook anyway?
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Also, you said something about that relationships are important in this story. Is that part coming soon?
^ still didn't get this answered btw.
Soo... It's monday, and I've not seen a single IC post at all yet, even though @violentviolet said it would be done yesterday... What now?
@FumariDepending, if you're character isn't a new harbinger then you are probably going to know each other
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@GingerBoi123 is right :) they've known each other for at least 3 years based on their ages.
There you have your answer, @Fumari.
@Fumari Sam is currently doing nothing. They can meet up in the Harbinger camp, as they both have the same Estuary. How about it?
Sam is heading back to camp after his argument with Dominique and Calliope {interaction ideas?} @NightmareInd
Personally have no idea what to RP right now. He would probably be back in the camp by now, but I have no idea what else to do. Also, you said something about that relationships are important in this story. Is that part coming soon?
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