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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 21, 2017 15:37:11 GMT -8
Cully headed through the woods, following some invisible trail. Every now and then, he would stop and look about for a moment before continuing.
"Four. All adult deer. All the same way. It's very strange, I've never seen anything like it before. Anyways, I set out some traps around the carcasses. Let's see if we caught any coyotes. They cause me problems, although nothing nearly as bad as this."
As they got nearer to the carcass site, Regal would notice a strong smell of decay. This wasn't unusual, considering the fact that a dead deer had been left to rot for the better part of a week. However, when they reached the carcass, they were met with a very startling sight indeed. The dead deer laid on its side, a gaping hole in its side. The wound was almost a foot across, torn open by some unknown force. Cully stared, shocked.
"Well now...I've never seen scavengers do that before. That wasn't there when I left it."
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 21, 2017 18:22:37 GMT -8
"That is very strange... what purpose could a thing have other than food... or sport." Regal scratched his bread thoughtfully as they walked. The smell of decay hit Regal's sensitive nose long before they had arrived. The hair on the back of Regal's neck stood on edge as soon as he saw the body of the corpse...
"... Old man.. can you take me back to the freshes corps... we need to check something." Regal had seen 'something' like this... not in animals as large as deer... heck not even large as house cats.
" If it is what I think it is.... Poachers are the least of your concern." Regal warned. His senses stretched out as far as he could. waiting for any thing of any warning possible... He did not want to be here now.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 21, 2017 18:30:48 GMT -8
Cully frowned, confused. He poked the carcass with a stick, and several flies flew out of the gaping hole. He shuffled his feet nervously, clearly not comfortable with the gory sight.
"What do you mean? What is it? And don't call me old man, or I'm leaving you here. Come along, it's this way."
He ran off into the woods, and Regal would have to hurry to keep up with him.
"Tell me, Withernorth. What is it that you think is killing these deer?"
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 21, 2017 18:39:07 GMT -8
" I'm not for certain, but while I was in the Moors." He swept a branch out of his way, watching both directions as much as he could. " I observed a mouse get attacked by a wasp like bug.... I was curious as to why the wasp left the mouse' body. My camp was near by and a few days later, I noticed the mouse's corpse split open... out come these beetle like insects, same color as the wasp... " Regal kept close to the Gameskeeper, bow have drawn and aimed to one side or the other.
" It could be something along those lines... we have to cut a corpse open to see for sure... For once I hope I'm wrong.." A pit started to form in Regal's stomach.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 21, 2017 19:07:22 GMT -8
Cully's face turned white, and he picked up the pace through the forest. His grip on the crossbow tightened, and he glanced down to check his quiver of bolts. If Regal looked closely, he would notice that the man only had seven bolts on his person.
"I...I have been hearing an odd buzzing noise lately. I thought it was just a colony of bees...I hope that's what it is. Come on, it's right here."
He burst through a shrub and reached the newest carcass, which still laid on the ground. Nothing about it seemed to be different, but the the newest developments made it seem all the more sinister.
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 21, 2017 19:14:08 GMT -8
Regal held one finger to his lips, then pointed two fingers at his eyes, then move them around in a circle.
Quietly Regal crept to the corpse, he himself watching the tree's above and the dead buck.
Pulling his belt knife all that could be heard was the smooth steel slipping from the leather. Regal's heart pounded in his ears... No bird calls... they all knew to flee. How long ago had the birds stopped calling... A cold sweat sliced it's way down Regal's spine...
Carefully Regal slit the buck's stomach open, just enough so the muscle split and the gut bag wouldn't have been punctured---He was ready to spring back in a moments notice.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 21, 2017 20:40:07 GMT -8
Cully stayed back, watching Regal nervously. He held his crossbow ready, glancing between the carcass and the trees. As Regal cut the buck open, he would see that his gut instinct had been right. There it was, just as he had feared. A soft, glistening white orb about the size of a grapefruit sat nestled between the muscle and organs of the buck, pulsing softly. Cully gasped.
"Is...is that what I think it is? An egg?"
At the very edge of his hearing, Regal would hear a soft buzz. It was quite a long ways off, but seemed to be getting closer. Cully noticed as well, and looked up in shock.
"Well, don't just stand there! Smash the thing, let's get out of here before the mother arrives! I don't know what came out of that thing, but it made that hole you saw in the deer. We're not equipped to deal with that right now. We can come back and fight it later, but we should leave!"
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 22, 2017 5:27:44 GMT -8
Regal wanted to sick up. I mean there were an infinite number of ways to be killed, but having some creature rip your face open to lay eggs inside your stomach sounded like one he'd rather not chose. Regal's first impulse was just that. Smash the creature before it could grow... but a tickle in the back of his mind halted him..." Hush fool! Lead us away from here!" He said in a harsh whisper
(ooc: sorry for the short post)
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 22, 2017 10:40:01 GMT -8
Cully stared at Regal in shock, his finger a hair's breadth away from the trigger of his crossbow. He aimed at the egg, then lowered it and led Regal further into the woods.
"Why not? Kill the thing and be done with it! Do you want more of what laid that? It's our best chance to kill it now, while it can't fight back. Come on, man! Are you crazy? What are you waiting for, huh?"
Still, he deferred to Regal's judgement. He ran through the woods, fleeing from the approaching buzz. Cully could only guess what was causing the noise, but he certainly wasn't trying to find out. If it had slaughtered that deer and laid that egg, he certainly didn't want to be in its way.
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 22, 2017 15:53:07 GMT -8
" Or you could doom yourself! When you kill a bee what happens?! The hive chases you down! We don't know what we're dealing with. Get us someplace safe!" Regal barked at the gamekeepers' heels.
This was suppose to be easy, a simple map and grab... Be in and out with no running through the woods from giant angry insects... He should have stayed with pretty legs back at the milk bar...
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 22, 2017 16:12:34 GMT -8
Sadly, there were no women with pretty legs out in the woods. There were only Regal and Cully's legs, all running as fast as they could to get away from the low hum that approached at an alarming rate. Cully picked up the pace, moving with surprising speed for such a large man.
"This way! Come on, we're nearly there! Run, run! My house is just this way!"
The pair burst into a clearing, in the middle of which sat a cozy-looking cottage with a thatched roof. A goat stood outside, in a small pen. In front of the house was a well, and a small vegetable garden could be seen behind it. Cully ignored all of these, instead running straight for the door. He fumbled with the key for a moment, struggling to get the door unlocked. After what seemed like an eternity, the door finally clicked and he threw it open, hurrying inside. As soon as Regal was in, he locked the door tightly behind them and closed all the curtains.
"Whew...that was close. Um...say, would you like some tea?"
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 22, 2017 16:21:33 GMT -8
Panting hard Regal glared at the gameskeeper... " You--....You left the goat...Ou-tside" Oh light he haddn't had to run like that in a moment. " B-.. but yes... tea sounds de-lightful..." Regal said. " No other openings yes?" Regal asked, still on edge. How in the world were they going to get out of this.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 22, 2017 16:28:32 GMT -8
Cully took a moment to catch his breath before putting a dented tin teakettle on the stove.
"The goat lives outside. It wouldn't be right to bring her in here. Besides, we can keep an eye on her from here, see? If anything comes near, we can shoot it through the window. Look here."
He opened the curtain wide, peering through the window at the penned goat. Only...the goat was gone. Blood was splattered on the grass, but there was no sign of a goat anywhere. The pen was still locked shut, and there was no way the goat could have escaped. Cully stared, disbelieving. Meanwhile, the hum returned, sounding as though it were right at the front door. The gamekeeper's face turned white, and he shut the curtains and grabbed his crossbow again.
"How did they get here so fast? What are they? What's going on, Regal?"
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 22, 2017 16:35:01 GMT -8
" Cully... Sit down." Regal said eyeing the man like he would a wild, and corned, animal. " We are currently being hunted by an insect... We will have to find a way out of the woods. These things are fast as you've seen and I don't think we can out run it from here... Stop looking out the window!" Regal hissed. " Do you have something hard we can cover the window with?" Regal asked searching the dwelling. " And a map of the area. I need to see the area to make a plan of escape." and 200 gold...
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 22, 2017 19:46:38 GMT -8
Cully took a deep breath, then got up quickly. A look of determination came over his face, and he seemed to calm down from his panic somewhat. He walked over to the table, removing items from the top and placing them on the floor.
"The table. Quickly, help me turn it on its side. We can use it to block the window. I've got a map on the wall there, but it won't do you much good. You'll never be able to follow it without getting lost."
He gestured over to a hand-drawn map hanging from the wall, with locations marked such as "Home", "Mansion", "Graveyard", and "Pond". There were red Xs as well, presumably marking deer carcasses.
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 22, 2017 20:23:02 GMT -8
Putting his back into it, Regal helped heft the massive table onto it's side and moved it to block the window. " Alright-- ... we need to think of a plan... " Regal stared at the map, both looking for answers and remembering every line he could.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 22, 2017 22:40:24 GMT -8
Unfortunately, the map offered little relief from their predicament. The cottage was almost a mile away from the edge of the forest, and half a mile from the manor. They'd never reach either of those before being murdered by the yet-unseen monsters outside. Cully paced the room nervously, checking and rechecking his crossbow.
"There's gotta be some way out of this, Regal. There has to be!"
Unfortunately, it didn't seem as though there was. Cully's house, while cozy, was noticeably lacking in the "secret underground escape route" department.
"Hello there."
The flat, emotionless voice came from above. Looking up, Regal would see the masked eye-seller from the milk bar sitting upside-down on the ceiling, his ridiculous two-pointed hood flopping down towards them. Cully raised his crossbow, startled.
"Who are you? How did you get in here? What are you doing up there?"
The eye-seller ignored him, turning his blank, eyeless mask towards Regal.
"If you get dismembered, do you mind if I take your eyes and other unmutilated body parts as payment? I know for a fact that you don't have the gold to cover the cost of your little spyglass."
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 22, 2017 22:50:55 GMT -8
Regal's own bow pointed quickly to the sound of the voice, but just as quickly dipped away. " Don't shot!" Regal waved Cully down." He's exactly who we need! Thank the light--" Regal shook his head, he'd never had guessed this fellow would have found him. " Should I get dismembered, yes you may--- but wouldn't you rather have the spy glass--- and my eye good sir?" Regal asked, in that same charming voice he had used in the bar. "Hush Cully, I'll explain later. " Regal looked back up at the masked man. " If you get me--us--- out of here I will give you the spy glass... and my eye." Regal wet his lips. He could hear the angry buzzing growing in force. "And I will see about getting you coin for fixing it." He added.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 22, 2017 22:59:45 GMT -8
"Get you out of here? With those awful things outside? I'm many things, Regal, but I certainly can't kill all of those. Still, you do have awfully sharp eyes. They'd make a nice model. And I do like your little spyglass thing..."
He dropped from the ceiling, landing on his feet right in front of Regal without a sound. Leaning forward, he stared into Regal's eyes, the empty mask only inches away from Regal's face.
"Hmm...that's a real tempting offer. I might. I could help you out. But...it'd have to be your right eye. Your shooting eye. I need an eye with training, one that can see exactly where an arrow will fly. Yours can do that. I'll take that, as well as the spyglass, as payment for getting you two out of here. Sounds good?"
Cully stared at the masked man, speechless. Who was this weirdo, why did Regal know him, and why had Regal just offered to trade him an eye for an escape? Everything was moving far too fast for the groundskeeper, who liked things to be slow and reliable.
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 22, 2017 23:12:02 GMT -8
My shooting eye...Well one of them, most true archers knew you aimed with your feet more than your eyes... Regal sighed... His fifty fifty shot at getting a decent deal was over.
He only breathed once. " Payment on delivery... " He agreed, not moving away from the masked man. He needed the fellow to see exactly what he needed.
Regal felt like he was going to sick up that very moment. What was it going to be like...? Not being able to see... He closed his right eye. No so bad... Distantly a part of him wondered what Tasha would think of him losing an eye.
" Get us out and you can have both... once we're out" Regal said holding his hand out to the man. " Cully, what ever happens you need to guard your late master's grave better... There are two unsavory folks who wanted to remove her possessions..." He admitted. " Don't look at me like that-- Focus for now."
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