Post by blackninjawolf88 on Feb 12, 2007 23:03:54 GMT -5
IC:
It was the dead of the night when they started their attack. It wasn’t really a surprise, it never was anymore. The bandits attacked every night when they got good and drunk. When the snow fell the hardest and the darkness was a thick blanket across the city, but most of all because whoever they wanted to kill was at home.
Glem was woken suddenly by a vigorous shaking. He almost fell out of the bed sputtering and cursing loudly. He looked about the tiny guard room until his eyes fell on a young boy, an enthusiastic new recruit named Joshua.
“What do you want?” Glem growled. “The suns not even out yet.”
“Sir, it’s the bandits. They’re attacking again.” Joshua said quickly.
“They’re always attacking. I told you to wake me for an emergency.”
Joshua rolled his eyes. “This is an emergency. It’s not just houses, it’s a guard tower. We need more men.”
Glem went silent for a moment before getting out of bed. He slipped into his uniform and stepped into his boots. Before he opened the door however he looked back a Joshua.
“I want you to go take the street to the militia quarters, wake the men. Do not take the wall.” He said sternly “Take the street.”
Joshua looked at him questionably “The street? Sir wouldn’t it be safer to take the wall? It would be a lot faster--”
“No! Do as you are ordered! Take the street.” Glem opened the door which let in a flurry of snow. He turned back once again but this time with a somber look on his face. “You understand that we cannot compete with them in this state, right? We are so few in numbers and morale that every skirmish we are beaten over and over again. That’s why the east section is in such bad shape. We don’t have enough of anything to take it back.” Joshua looked at the ground. Glem’s face hardened as he went out the door. “God speed” He shouted and the door closed behind him.
Joshua was all alone in the dark guard room, still looking at the floor. “I will get those men as fast as I can.” He said determined “But to do that I must take the wall.” He opened the door and stepped into the thickly falling snow. He saws Glem’s footprints going down the stone stairs into the street below. Joshua ran down them and looked around the corner to make sure that Glem wasn’t watching him to see if he would take the street or the wall. When he was sure that the coast was clear he ran back up the stairs and along the ramparts.
The wall followed the edge of the city and protected it from bandits, or at least it was suppose to. On the outside were the farms that supplied the city with most of its food, although nothing was growing this time of year. Little farm houses dotted the land along with animal sheds and wood piles. Looking down over the side of the wall he could see the houses that had been built right along the wall. The roofs were really close to the top of the wall. Joshua bet that he could climb up from them if he needed to.
Suddenly a dark shape leap up at him from one of the roof tops with amazing speed. It was a wolf! It had come just the way that Joshua had thought he could. It gave a whine of surprise and the two bodies collided together and fell off the wall. The wolf recovered quickly and sprinted off into the city. Joshua stared off after it. “Damn it! So that’s how they’re coming over the wall!” He got to his feet and ran in the direction it had gone. In his haste he didn’t see the figure drop down over the wall after the wolf.
Joshua cursed. He had lost the wolf in the maze like streets and was way off track. He dashed down a street that he knew would take him to the militia quarters and let out an angry growl, but smiled in the irony of it all. He had taken the wall against orders to save time but as it ended up it only led to a longer detour. The situation was hopeless; the other solders were counting on him, why did he have to be so stupid? He scolded himself over and over again for not simply doing as he was told, but ran, blindly, into more trouble. He almost ran right into a group of three bandits running back from whatever they were doing.
They were all strong, heavy set, men and all of them looked as if they could rip Joshua limb from limb. He skidded to a stop before hitting them, but he was thrown off balance. The bandits took pure advantage of the situation and shoved him to the ground.
Joshua panicked and got to his feet as fast as he could, trying to draw his sword at the same time. The bandits howled with laughter, content with their new source of entertainment. Quivering with fear Joshua held his sword out in front of him as if hoping that it alone would scare them off. One of them raised his fist and struck out at Joshua. He closed his eyes, but the hit never came. Instead the bandit was yelling and screaming, waving his arm wildly trying to get the wolf of his other arm. It was clamped on pretty tightly shaking it’s head back and forth.
Joshua took this opportunity and ran for his life. He ran strait down to the Militia Quarters and didn’t look back until he was well in side the door. “Need’s …help…” He gasped “Need’s…help.”
The wolf had disappeared into the shadows of the building and out of side to praying eye’s. The same black figure that had followed it over the wall was kneeling next to it in the snow.
“Good boy, good job Borris.” Came a woman’s voice. The cloaked woman stood up and walked back into the street. “Let’s see who else we can bother.” She said beckoning it as she walked away.
OOC: Okay! This is my first thread here so tell me if I'm doing alright.
This is all about a city that rests in the mountains and is constantly under attack by the bandits that live in them. The city's solders are not so great. They aren’t instructed by the king to do anything about it, so they only attack the bandits when they attack the city. So far this strategy hasn’t been working out so great for them. The East section of the city is pretty much in ruins and controlled by the bandits. Wolves populate the forests and mountains that surround the city and, because of the hard winters, have become man-eaters.
I made this so you can be anyone: a solder, a bandit, a common person, or a free lancer like my character, Aruyon. Magic is welcome and so are animal speakers, or the like. Just, whatever you do, don’t make your character some God-like figure who can’t die and could kill everyone with a few words. That is all I ask. Thank you.
It was the dead of the night when they started their attack. It wasn’t really a surprise, it never was anymore. The bandits attacked every night when they got good and drunk. When the snow fell the hardest and the darkness was a thick blanket across the city, but most of all because whoever they wanted to kill was at home.
Glem was woken suddenly by a vigorous shaking. He almost fell out of the bed sputtering and cursing loudly. He looked about the tiny guard room until his eyes fell on a young boy, an enthusiastic new recruit named Joshua.
“What do you want?” Glem growled. “The suns not even out yet.”
“Sir, it’s the bandits. They’re attacking again.” Joshua said quickly.
“They’re always attacking. I told you to wake me for an emergency.”
Joshua rolled his eyes. “This is an emergency. It’s not just houses, it’s a guard tower. We need more men.”
Glem went silent for a moment before getting out of bed. He slipped into his uniform and stepped into his boots. Before he opened the door however he looked back a Joshua.
“I want you to go take the street to the militia quarters, wake the men. Do not take the wall.” He said sternly “Take the street.”
Joshua looked at him questionably “The street? Sir wouldn’t it be safer to take the wall? It would be a lot faster--”
“No! Do as you are ordered! Take the street.” Glem opened the door which let in a flurry of snow. He turned back once again but this time with a somber look on his face. “You understand that we cannot compete with them in this state, right? We are so few in numbers and morale that every skirmish we are beaten over and over again. That’s why the east section is in such bad shape. We don’t have enough of anything to take it back.” Joshua looked at the ground. Glem’s face hardened as he went out the door. “God speed” He shouted and the door closed behind him.
Joshua was all alone in the dark guard room, still looking at the floor. “I will get those men as fast as I can.” He said determined “But to do that I must take the wall.” He opened the door and stepped into the thickly falling snow. He saws Glem’s footprints going down the stone stairs into the street below. Joshua ran down them and looked around the corner to make sure that Glem wasn’t watching him to see if he would take the street or the wall. When he was sure that the coast was clear he ran back up the stairs and along the ramparts.
The wall followed the edge of the city and protected it from bandits, or at least it was suppose to. On the outside were the farms that supplied the city with most of its food, although nothing was growing this time of year. Little farm houses dotted the land along with animal sheds and wood piles. Looking down over the side of the wall he could see the houses that had been built right along the wall. The roofs were really close to the top of the wall. Joshua bet that he could climb up from them if he needed to.
Suddenly a dark shape leap up at him from one of the roof tops with amazing speed. It was a wolf! It had come just the way that Joshua had thought he could. It gave a whine of surprise and the two bodies collided together and fell off the wall. The wolf recovered quickly and sprinted off into the city. Joshua stared off after it. “Damn it! So that’s how they’re coming over the wall!” He got to his feet and ran in the direction it had gone. In his haste he didn’t see the figure drop down over the wall after the wolf.
Joshua cursed. He had lost the wolf in the maze like streets and was way off track. He dashed down a street that he knew would take him to the militia quarters and let out an angry growl, but smiled in the irony of it all. He had taken the wall against orders to save time but as it ended up it only led to a longer detour. The situation was hopeless; the other solders were counting on him, why did he have to be so stupid? He scolded himself over and over again for not simply doing as he was told, but ran, blindly, into more trouble. He almost ran right into a group of three bandits running back from whatever they were doing.
They were all strong, heavy set, men and all of them looked as if they could rip Joshua limb from limb. He skidded to a stop before hitting them, but he was thrown off balance. The bandits took pure advantage of the situation and shoved him to the ground.
Joshua panicked and got to his feet as fast as he could, trying to draw his sword at the same time. The bandits howled with laughter, content with their new source of entertainment. Quivering with fear Joshua held his sword out in front of him as if hoping that it alone would scare them off. One of them raised his fist and struck out at Joshua. He closed his eyes, but the hit never came. Instead the bandit was yelling and screaming, waving his arm wildly trying to get the wolf of his other arm. It was clamped on pretty tightly shaking it’s head back and forth.
Joshua took this opportunity and ran for his life. He ran strait down to the Militia Quarters and didn’t look back until he was well in side the door. “Need’s …help…” He gasped “Need’s…help.”
The wolf had disappeared into the shadows of the building and out of side to praying eye’s. The same black figure that had followed it over the wall was kneeling next to it in the snow.
“Good boy, good job Borris.” Came a woman’s voice. The cloaked woman stood up and walked back into the street. “Let’s see who else we can bother.” She said beckoning it as she walked away.
OOC: Okay! This is my first thread here so tell me if I'm doing alright.
This is all about a city that rests in the mountains and is constantly under attack by the bandits that live in them. The city's solders are not so great. They aren’t instructed by the king to do anything about it, so they only attack the bandits when they attack the city. So far this strategy hasn’t been working out so great for them. The East section of the city is pretty much in ruins and controlled by the bandits. Wolves populate the forests and mountains that surround the city and, because of the hard winters, have become man-eaters.
I made this so you can be anyone: a solder, a bandit, a common person, or a free lancer like my character, Aruyon. Magic is welcome and so are animal speakers, or the like. Just, whatever you do, don’t make your character some God-like figure who can’t die and could kill everyone with a few words. That is all I ask. Thank you.
lol
