Argon Tuldon
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 16:18:43 GMT -8
He turns around ready to swing, looking for the next bandit to smash. As he turns, his eyes meet with a bandit wearing fur armor and a rusty nasal helm. He swings sideways at the bandit, but he ducks underneath the swing. The bandit tackles Argon to the ground, grabbing under his arms. The two topple to the ground, and Argon drops his maul, and the bandit pulls a curved dagger from his side. He grabs underneath Argon's helm and pulls it up just enough to reveal his neck, with his free hand he attempts to stick the dagger underneath his chin, into his throat. Argon slams his armored fist into the bandit's ribs on the side he's holding the knife.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 16:29:30 GMT -8
As he turns, his eyes meet with a bandit wearing fur armor and a rusty nasal helm. He swings sideways at the bandit, but he ducks underneath the swing. The bandit tackles Argon to the ground, grabbing under his arms. The two topple to the ground, and Argon drops his maul, and the bandit pulls a curved dagger from his side. He grabs underneath Argon's helm and pulls it up just enough to reveal his neck, with his free hand he attempts to stick the dagger underneath his chin, into his throat. Argon slams his armored fist into the bandit's ribs on the side he's holding the knife. His mailed fist smashes into the man's ribcage, knocking him over onto Argon's left side. He gasps for breath and drops the dagger.
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Argon Tuldon
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 16:33:28 GMT -8
Argon slams his armored fist into the bandit's ribs on the side he's holding the knife. His mailed fist smashes into the man's ribcage, knocking him over onto Argon's left side. He gasps for breath and drops the dagger. He rolls over on top of the bandit and grabs his head with both hands beginning to squeeze down while driving his thumbs into his eyes.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 16:51:51 GMT -8
His mailed fist smashes into the man's ribcage, knocking him over onto Argon's left side. He gasps for breath and drops the dagger. He rolls over on top of the bandit and grabs his head with both hands beginning to squeeze down while driving his thumbs into his eyes. The bandit screams out in pain as his eyes are gouged out of his skull and with a final push and a wet squelching noise, he destroys the man's head like an old pumpkin. Suddenly he feels a sharp pain in his gut and is pushed to the ground. The world spins but above him he can make out a bandit, holding his maul. He looks around and sees the guard who was pulled from his horse being stabbed repeatedly by two bandits. The bandit slams the maul on his stomach, his armor absorbs most of the blow, but dents in the process. He gasps for breath and his intestines feel as if they were crushed with a weight. "Keep that one alive!" a raspy voice barks.
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Argon Tuldon
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Posts: 116
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Gold: 666
Morality: Neutral
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 16:59:34 GMT -8
He rolls over on top of the bandit and grabs his head with both hands beginning to squeeze down while driving his thumbs into his eyes. The bandit screams out in pain as his eyes are gouged out of his skull and with a final push and a wet squelching noise, he destroys the man's head like an old pumpkin. Suddenly he feels a sharp pain in his gut and is pushed to the ground. The world spins but above him he can make out a bandit, holding his maul. He looks around and sees the guard who was pulled from his horse being stabbed repeatedly by two bandits. The bandit slams the maul on his stomach, his armor absorbs most of the blow, but dents in the process. He gasps for breath and his intestines feel as if they were crushed with a weight. "Keep that one alive!" a raspy voice barks. As he gasps he says "You fucking cowards." He looks towards the carriage and says to himself "Fucking nobles."
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 21:36:02 GMT -8
The bandit screams out in pain as his eyes are gouged out of his skull and with a final push and a wet squelching noise, he destroys the man's head like an old pumpkin. Suddenly he feels a sharp pain in his gut and is pushed to the ground. The world spins but above him he can make out a bandit, holding his maul. He looks around and sees the guard who was pulled from his horse being stabbed repeatedly by two bandits. The bandit slams the maul on his stomach, his armor absorbs most of the blow, but dents in the process. He gasps for breath and his intestines feel as if they were crushed with a weight. "Keep that one alive!" a raspy voice barks. As he gasps he says "You fucking cowards." He looks towards the carriage and says to himself "Fucking nobles." He regains enough strength to try and get up, but before he can he is kicked in the helm. The inside of the helm rings loudly and disorients him. Two strong hands grasp the edges of his helmet and pull it off and the raspy voiced man approaches him, his vision is blurry but he can make out a large blue-dyed beard and teeth filed to a point. The man is missing his left eye and a scar stretches down the left side of his face, on his head is a bear fur cloak. He laughs and then whispers, "Go an' tell the fucks at Tarfield, Holden is just the beginning." and stomps Argon in the face, knocking him out. Argon wakes up, he doesn't know how much time has passed, but he is stripped of his armor and weapons and lying against a tree. He can feel blood dripping from an open wound on his forehead. He looks around and sees the corpses of the other guards lying in the dirt, lined up and stripped of all belongings. The carriage is engulfed in flames, and the door is barred with a woodcutters axe.
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Argon Tuldon
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 22:10:42 GMT -8
As he gasps he says "You fucking cowards." He looks towards the carriage and says to himself "Fucking nobles." He regains enough strength to try and get up, but before he can he is kicked in the helm. The inside of the helm rings loudly and disorients him. Two strong hands grasp the edges of his helmet and pull it off and the raspy voiced man approaches him, his vision is blurry but he can make out a large blue-dyed beard and teeth filed to a point. The man is missing his left eye and a scar stretches down the left side of his face, on his head is a bear fur cloak. He laughs and then whispers, "Go an' tell the fucks at Tarfield, Holden is just the beginning." and stomps Argon in the face, knocking him out. Argon wakes up, he doesn't know how much time has passed, but he is stripped of his armor and weapons and lying against a tree. He can feel blood dripping from an open wound on his forehead. He looks around and sees the corpses of the other guards lying in the dirt, lined up and stripped of all belongings. The carriage is engulfed in flames, and the door is barred with a woodcutters axe. Argon stands up angered that the guards that were supposed to help were so useless "Fucking cunts" he says to himself as he takes the axe from the carriage and looks inside.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 22:17:14 GMT -8
He regains enough strength to try and get up, but before he can he is kicked in the helm. The inside of the helm rings loudly and disorients him. Two strong hands grasp the edges of his helmet and pull it off and the raspy voiced man approaches him, his vision is blurry but he can make out a large blue-dyed beard and teeth filed to a point. The man is missing his left eye and a scar stretches down the left side of his face, on his head is a bear fur cloak. He laughs and then whispers, "Go an' tell the fucks at Tarfield, Holden is just the beginning." and stomps Argon in the face, knocking him out. Argon wakes up, he doesn't know how much time has passed, but he is stripped of his armor and weapons and lying against a tree. He can feel blood dripping from an open wound on his forehead. He looks around and sees the corpses of the other guards lying in the dirt, lined up and stripped of all belongings. The carriage is engulfed in flames, and the door is barred with a woodcutters axe. Argon stands up angered that the guards that were supposed to help were so useless "Fucking cunts" he says to himself as he takes the axe from the carriage and looks inside. The carriage's flames are mostly on top and the front, he pulls the axe, still in good condition and the door swings open. Black smoke pours from the open carriage and the charred corpse of Lord Lancaster falls to the dirt, seated inside is the charred corpse of Lady Lancaster.
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Argon Tuldon
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 22:27:02 GMT -8
Argon stands up angered that the guards that were supposed to help were so useless "Fucking cunts" he says to himself as he takes the axe from the carriage and looks inside. The carriage's flames are mostly on top and the front, he pulls the axe, still in good condition and the door swings open. Black smoke pours from the open carriage and the charred corpse of Lord Lancaster falls to the dirt, seated inside is the charred corpse of Lady Lancaster. He says a quick prayer and apology to their bodies and looks for a family ring on Lord Lancaster.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 22:29:18 GMT -8
The carriage's flames are mostly on top and the front, he pulls the axe, still in good condition and the door swings open. Black smoke pours from the open carriage and the charred corpse of Lord Lancaster falls to the dirt, seated inside is the charred corpse of Lady Lancaster. He says a quick prayer and apology to their bodies and looks for a family ring on Lord Lancaster. He doesn't find a ring but he sees a locket around his corpse. He takes it off and opens it up, inside is a picture of three children. Two boys and a girl.
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Argon Tuldon
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 22:38:34 GMT -8
He says a quick prayer and apology to their bodies and looks for a family ring on Lord Lancaster. He doesn't find a ring but he sees a locket around his corpse. He takes it off and opens it up, inside is a picture of three children. Two boys and a girl. With a solemn nod he puts the locket in his pocket and begins his way back to Holden.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 22:40:35 GMT -8
He doesn't find a ring but he sees a locket around his corpse. He takes it off and opens it up, inside is a picture of three children. Two boys and a girl. With a solemn nod he puts the locket in his pocket and begins his way back to Holden. As he walks, the sun begins to set. After about half an hour of walking, he sees campfire smoke coming from a clearing beside the road about 200 yards north, whoever is at the camp hasn't seen him yet.
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Argon Tuldon
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 22:45:55 GMT -8
With a solemn nod he puts the locket in his pocket and begins his way back to Holden. As he walks, the sun begins to set. After about half an hour of walking, he sees campfire smoke coming from a clearing beside the road about 200 yards north, whoever is at the camp hasn't seen him yet. He moves into the brush staying low and watching where he places his feet going towards the camp.
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Post by DM on Jul 10, 2016 23:23:11 GMT -8
As he walks, the sun begins to set. After about half an hour of walking, he sees campfire smoke coming from a clearing beside the road about 200 yards north, whoever is at the camp hasn't seen him yet. He moves into the brush staying low and watching where he places his feet going towards the camp. He stealthily moves to the camp and sees two men sitting around a fire, roasting a rabbit on a spit. ".....and then she begged me, 'oh please sir don't hurt me, i'll do anythin'.'" a voice roars, "an' i said to her, 'you're damn right you'll do anythin' ya bitch.'" then both men begin to laugh. The second man speaks up, "Did I tell ya about the nobleman we hanged?" the first man shakes his head and bites into a rabbit leg, "It was fuckin' great, Robert Perk 'is name was I fink. Son o' the lord there. We threw rocks at 'im and he kep' kickin' like he was gonna escape or somethin'." both of them laugh again.
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Argon Tuldon
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Post by Argon Tuldon on Jul 10, 2016 23:29:27 GMT -8
He moves into the brush staying low and watching where he places his feet going towards the camp. He stealthily moves to the camp and sees two men sitting around a fire, roasting a rabbit on a spit. ".....and then she begged me, 'oh please sir don't hurt me, i'll do anythin'.'" a voice roars, "an' i said to her, 'you're damn right you'll do anythin' ya bitch.'" then both men begin to laugh. The second man speaks up, "Did I tell ya about the nobleman we hanged?" the first man shakes his head and bites into a rabbit leg, "It was fuckin' great, Robert Perk 'is name was I fink. Son o' the lord there. We threw rocks at 'im and he kep' kickin' like he was gonna escape or somethin'." both of them laugh again. He looks at the camp to see if it has signs of other people.
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