Lelia Lancaster
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Posts: 196
Class: Hand-To-Hand Mage
Gold: 90
Morality: Good
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 10, 2016 16:32:16 GMT -8
" Let go of him you bastard!" Lelia does an overhead slash at him. The blade lands in the crook of the man's neck, and she slides it back towards her. It cuts it's way through his shoulder blade, revealing bone and muscle. He yells out in pain and clutches his shoulder, releasing her brother. He violently slashes at her with the dagger, missing, before falling over and bleeding out in the dirt. Dickon yells out, "RORIK!" and Lelia turns around to see him. The bandit he was fighting lays dead, hatchet buried in his skull and knife in his shoulder, but beside him lies Rorik, bleeding from not only his arm but his belly as well, he lays on his side, a hand covering the wound, keeping his entrails inside his body. He coughs up blood and looks at Lelia, he tries to mouth something out, but can't seem to speak loud enough. Lelia runs over to Rorik. 'Shitshitshit, I officially declare today the worst day ever in my life'
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DM
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 16:44:00 GMT -8
The blade lands in the crook of the man's neck, and she slides it back towards her. It cuts it's way through his shoulder blade, revealing bone and muscle. He yells out in pain and clutches his shoulder, releasing her brother. He violently slashes at her with the dagger, missing, before falling over and bleeding out in the dirt. Dickon yells out, "RORIK!" and Lelia turns around to see him. The bandit he was fighting lays dead, hatchet buried in his skull and knife in his shoulder, but beside him lies Rorik, bleeding from not only his arm but his belly as well, he lays on his side, a hand covering the wound, keeping his entrails inside his body. He coughs up blood and looks at Lelia, he tries to mouth something out, but can't seem to speak loud enough. Lelia runs over to Rorik. 'Shitshitshit, I officially declare today the worst day ever in my life'She approaches him and he coughs up more blood. He labors for breath and each breath is more raspy than the last, "K-keep our brother.... safe... Lelia..." he coughs again and wipes his mouth, "protect him, go to Reaper's March... or Falkirk, avoid the main roads....bandits..." his eyes grow heavy, "Just.... you... you're a good sister." with that he groans and closes his eyes, forever.
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Lelia Lancaster
Citizen
Posts: 196
Class: Hand-To-Hand Mage
Gold: 90
Morality: Good
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 10, 2016 16:55:42 GMT -8
Lelia runs over to Rorik. 'Shitshitshit, I officially declare today the worst day ever in my life'She approaches him and he coughs up more blood. He labors for breath and each breath is more raspy than the last, "K-keep our brother.... safe... Lelia..." he coughs again and wipes his mouth, "protect him, go to Reaper's March... or Falkirk, avoid the main roads....bandits..." his eyes grow heavy, "Just.... you... you're a good sister." with that he groans and closes his eyes, forever. "DAMN IT!" she yells, going to rip the knife out of the bandit's shoulder. "You assholes better hope I don't see anymore of you, because I will kill every last one of you that's in my sight." she hisses to the dead body. "And you!" she turns around to look at Dickon. "You could've helped, but you didn't even try to fight. Like a-... a coward." Her voice cracks in the middle of the last sentence, tears brimming on her eyes.
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DM
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 21:46:56 GMT -8
She approaches him and he coughs up more blood. He labors for breath and each breath is more raspy than the last, "K-keep our brother.... safe... Lelia..." he coughs again and wipes his mouth, "protect him, go to Reaper's March... or Falkirk, avoid the main roads....bandits..." his eyes grow heavy, "Just.... you... you're a good sister." with that he groans and closes his eyes, forever. "DAMN IT!" she yells, going to rip the knife out of the bandit's shoulder. "You assholes better hope I don't see anymore of you, because I will kill every last one of you that's in my sight." she hisses to the dead body. "And you!" she turns around to look at Dickon. "You could've helped, but you didn't even try to fight. Like a-... a coward." Her voice cracks in the middle of the last sentence, tears brimming on her eyes. Tears well up in Dickon's eyes, "R-Rory....." he crawls over to his corpse and grabs him by the shoulders. He starts shaking him violently, "NOOOOOOO!" he screams loud enough to attract attention to them. "IT'S MY FAULT! I'M SORRY.... I'm sorry....." he puts his face into his bloodstained hands and sobs, muttering "I'm sorry." every few seconds.
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Lelia Lancaster
Citizen
Posts: 196
Class: Hand-To-Hand Mage
Gold: 90
Morality: Good
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 10, 2016 21:51:18 GMT -8
"DAMN IT!" she yells, going to rip the knife out of the bandit's shoulder. "You assholes better hope I don't see anymore of you, because I will kill every last one of you that's in my sight." she hisses to the dead body. "And you!" she turns around to look at Dickon. "You could've helped, but you didn't even try to fight. Like a-... a coward." Her voice cracks in the middle of the last sentence, tears brimming on her eyes. Tears well up in Dickon's eyes, "R-Rory....." he crawls over to his corpse and grabs him by the shoulders. He starts shaking him violently, "NOOOOOOO!" he screams loud enough to attract attention to them. "IT'S MY FAULT! I'M SORRY.... I'm sorry....." he puts his face into his bloodstained hands and sobs, muttering "I'm sorry." every few seconds. Lelia grabs Dickon roughly and pulls him back up on his feet. "C'mon. We have to leave before more show up. He didn't die for us to die as well. We'll deal with this later..."
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DM
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 21:56:10 GMT -8
Tears well up in Dickon's eyes, "R-Rory....." he crawls over to his corpse and grabs him by the shoulders. He starts shaking him violently, "NOOOOOOO!" he screams loud enough to attract attention to them. "IT'S MY FAULT! I'M SORRY.... I'm sorry....." he puts his face into his bloodstained hands and sobs, muttering "I'm sorry." every few seconds. Lelia grabs Dickon roughly and pulls him back up on his feet. "C'mon. We have to leave before more show up. He didn't die for us to die as well. We'll deal with this later..." From here there are two roads to leave town, an unmarked dirt path to Falkirk and the paved road to Reaper's March. Alternatively, they could turn around and go find their mom and dad in Tarfield, but that would be the most dangerous path.
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Lelia Lancaster
Citizen
Posts: 196
Class: Hand-To-Hand Mage
Gold: 90
Morality: Good
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Post by Lelia Lancaster on Jul 10, 2016 22:02:14 GMT -8
Lelia grabs Dickon roughly and pulls him back up on his feet. "C'mon. We have to leave before more show up. He didn't die for us to die as well. We'll deal with this later..." From here there are two roads to leave town, an unmarked dirt path to Falkirk and the paved road to Reaper's March. Alternatively, they could turn around and go find their mom and dad in Tarfield, but that would be the most dangerous path. "Reaper's March it is. Maybe we can get someone to help us there, no one must of heard of the attack yet."
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DM
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 22:38:55 GMT -8
From here there are two roads to leave town, an unmarked dirt path to Falkirk and the paved road to Reaper's March. Alternatively, they could turn around and go find their mom and dad in Tarfield, but that would be the most dangerous path. "Reaper's March it is. Maybe we can get someone to help us there, no one must of heard of the attack yet." They sneak up the road through alley ways and behind wagons. They see a group of bandits lynching a man off the balcony of an inn laughing and throwing rocks at him. They sneak behind a stack of crates, and on top of one of them is a rope and a bag of salted beef. Dickon grabs it and whispers, "For the road." Dirt and ash cover his face, except for the parts cleaned away with tears. They continue moving and find a smashed in part of wall for them to crawl out of. They crawl out into the woods and go on their way. [New thread nigga]
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