forum High Fantasy D&D Style World (Open)

Started April 02, 2018 by Evanescent Mettle

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"I'll go get some rope so we can tie him up and I doubt we have enough food for him too, plus it's always a good idea to have extra. What should we do about the horse?"

"Can we take it? That would definently make up time we'd lose taking him with."

"Sure, we might want to be cautious though, I think they might have a magical connection of some sort. I'll go get the stuff, I'll try to be quick."

"Okay." Willow leaves and Masalee sits silently with Cert for a while.

"So…Why did you escape so suddenly with the necromancer?" Cert asked.

"We scammed the entire city, stealing thousands. You all still have yet to notice the missing gold."

"Liar"

"We ran off to be together despite our disapproving parents."

"Lies"

Masalee smiled. "We are secretly heros and saved the town from a great evil, but ran before it could take its revenge."

Cert frowned. "Part of that's true."

"Ah, but which part?" Inwardly, Masalee was a little unsettled. How could he tell? How much did he know? "Ooo! Here's a good one! We're travelling entertainers selling fights to those who need a distraction."

Cert glowers and doesn't reply.

Until Willow gets back, Masalee entertains herself spinning wilder and more complicated and ludicrous tales as to why they're out here.

It took Willow about an hour just to back to the town. She walked back into the village and went directly to the market. Buying sturdy ropes and a bit of food, for the watch member she stilled didn't know the name of, Willow left quickly. She felt… uneasy in the open and subconsciously searched for some bodies she could reanimate if needed, she found one half a mile away which didn't subdue her anxiety much. She looked directly ahead of her, walked fast and concentrated on her breathing, however much she tried to ignore the earge to turn around but she did. Hoping it looked natural she 'calmly' turned around and saw a shadowed figure looking back at her.

(Ima post this quickly as I plan to insert a new character here, if you disagree just say and it can be anticlimactic af where she turns and leaves, if you want to continue writing from Masalees side feel free to)

It took Willow about an hour just to back to the town. She walked back into the village and went directly to the market. Buying sturdy ropes and a bit of food, for the watch member she stilled didn't know the name of, Willow left quickly. She felt… uneasy in the open and subconsciously searched for some bodies she could reanimate if needed, she found one half a mile away which didn't subdue her anxiety much. She looked directly ahead of her, walked fast and concentrated on her breathing, however much she tried to ignore the earge to turn around but she did. Hoping it looked natural she 'calmly' turned around and saw a shadowed figure looking back at her.

(Ima post this quickly as I plan to insert a new character here, if you disagree just say and it can be anticlimactic af where she turns and leaves, if you want to continue writing from Masalees side feel free to)

(new character, oh dang)

Nathaniel watches the person who had brought so much pain to his life. He feels the hatred flood his veins, a feeling so familiar it was like home. He simply watches her. He had waited so long to be in this situation that it was surreal to him. She was responsible and she would pay the price. He takes a few steps forward and takes out a blade, letting his rage take over as he pounces towards Willow.

(I AM SO READY FOR THIS NEW CHARACTER!!!) Masalee: "What's your name, anyway?"
Cert: "Cert." (And Masalee will tell Willow later, sorry I forgot to do the name thing)

Willow froze for a few seconds befoe realising that the person in front of her was a threat. She summoned the corpse, a wild bird, it quickly traveled the half mile. She saw the shadowed person go in for an attack and sidestepped clumsily, she commanded the bird to attack. It went for the face, eyes to be exact but the shadowed figure was quick and only got a scratch they're arm. At this point Willow realised what a stupid idea it was to not take the horse with her.

(I've noticed my character has ahabit of not asking for names until they're just told to her)

Nathaniel paused. He looked down at his wound, at the bird waiting to strike again and then at Willow. He takes down his hood to reveal his brown hair and eyes, dark skin and a burn scar across half of his face,
"Do you remember who I am?" He askes slowly.
"Nathaniel Wilson. How could I forget you? Are you here to kill me?" Willow replies, steadying herself.
"You will get what you deserve."
"That's what your father always used to say, before torturing people."
"Exactly," Nathaniel pushed his blade towards Willows stomach. She grabbed his hand to give her just enough time to step aside as the skeleton charges forward, latching onto his face this time. Clawing at his face. He smashed it by punching it leading to him punching himself, something Willow would of laughed at had she not been in this current situation. When he turned to look at her she could see murder in his eyes and blood running down his face. All in all a horrifying sight.
Willow, unsure of how to react to this, waited until he attacked again ducked under his arm and ran back to the market. She was just happy it was so busy.
Barging through people she ran in a few circles and was sure she had lost him and bought herself some throwing knives, realising for the first time she might not be able to rely o n reanmations her entire life. After a few more minuts of watching and was sure she would not be followed she left at a fast pace that didn't slow until she could see Masalee.

Catching sight of the look in Willow's eye, Masalee asks, "Time to go?" not really waiting for a response. She slings Cert over her shoulder and mounts the horse, riding it up to Willow. "Get on. I think it's magical, so it can probably support our weight. Also I don't know how to ride a horse but that's fine."

Cert, still handcuffed and balanced on Masalee, mutters, "You could just ask, but no! You're going to assume. Reckless criminals will kill me without even meaning to."

Willow nods and smiles at the watch members annoyance, she's pretty sure Masalee isn't even a criminal, anymore, but at be he's just one of those people who can't accept that people change. Willow gets on the horse behind Masalee, amused to see how this turns out.

Masalee does her best to direct the horse, and manages not to kill them, but just barely. Cert, having had enough, says "Just let me hold the reigns. I promise I'll go where you tell me and I won't try anything because you'll both be right behind me, but seriously. I'd rather not die because of your inability to ride a horse."