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Gryndyll

Execution Grounds

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a part of Gryndyll, by SlightlyIrregular.

Grounds where execution of criminals and their families happen.

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Criminals die here.
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Execution Grounds

Grounds where execution of criminals and their families happen.

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Execution Grounds is a part of Ayian Palace.

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The Black Knights. [1] We've come to stop the king. Are you in our way or with us? Take up your swords and fight the tyrant.
Marcus [1] Black Knight and Brother to the White Knight
King Garth [1] Do as I say or die

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Character Portrait: Michael Fickery
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Michael Fickery struggled as gaurds pinned him down. his head resting on a stump of an old tree that was cut down long ago. Blood covered the top from previous deaths. This was the execution ground just above the small marketplace that was practically dead.

"I just wanted some food."

"Shut it! Yer stole from the King. Yer gunna pay." A man shouted, tightening the bonds on the boys hands. His face was pushed down onto the stump by a big meaty fist making him stare at his executioner and the axe that should be coming down on his neck very soon.

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Character Portrait: Sir Lucifer
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Sir Lucifer Walked with disdain. This...kingdom, it was a disgrace. This place hasnt scene justice for far too long. "Sinners, all of them" His voice rang out, steadfast and sure. The boy's peril caught his attention, forcing him to intervene. He opened his mouth, able to release his words-

But he refused them freedom. He closed his lips, caging them withing. These brutes wouldnt listen to reason, that was clear even now. Through the crowds he roamed, making his way behind the scene.

He took position above a cowering tree, overlooking the executioner. He withdrew his bow, placing a lonesome arrow within it. With the slightest movement of his finger, the bow whisked through the air, coming to rest on the executioners hand. He watched as the axe slammed against the eart besides the boy.

With one swift movement, he landed next to the men. "Why do you hold this boy? Dont you know life is god's most sacred gift?"

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"God?" One of them laughed while the excutioner screamed in pain, no one had gone to help him. "There's no such thing as God. And, if there was, then he isn't a sacred gift. He stole from the King. That equals death. Now, unless you want to join this sacred gift in death, I suggest you piss off." The guard growled.

Michael looked up at the stranger demanding answers from the gaurds. "I were hungry. I just wanted to eat, that's all!"

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He hung his head, his eyes closed, a grin spread across his face. A small chuckle rang out from his lips, his words calm and quiet "Enjoy Inferno"

With that, he turned and face the guard. "Blasphemy" with a solemn shake of the head, he planted his foot on the mans chest, sending him hurdling to the earth. Swiftly turning, he rested a foot on the stump by the boy, propelling himself into the air. He landed, his fist meeting the other guard's face. A restful yawn escaped his mouth, turning to face the wounded executioner as he slowly rested his hand on the butt of his sword. "Care to be forgiven?"

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As soon as the man started the fight with the gaurds, Michael tried to scramble away. With his arms behind his back and his ankles tied together, it was a difficult feat. He'd hoped to sneak away without being seen. Now he was rolling on his belly trying to get out of his bonds.

"You will now die with this young man." The executioner growled. "The King'll want that boy's head and yours next to it. Just wait til he hears what you did." He smirked.

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He stepped towards the executioner, resting a hand gingerly on his neck. He pulled his head close, whispering into his ear "I fear no man, God will judge us in the end" With that, he delivered a knee to the mans groin, slowly releasing his grip on him, he let the man fall against the earth.

Turning to face the boy, he propped him up by his shoulder. Cutting his bindings, he dropped the knife back into its sheathe. "Are you hurt?"

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Michael shook his head. "T-t-thank you, sir. Ya saved me life." He told him, rubbing his cut wrists that he'd recieved from the rope and his struggles. He glanced at the hurt men and was glad to be out of the painful situation of about to be killed.

"The King'll have our heads now. We need to move and hide before they find us and find out what has happened." Michael told Lucifer. "By the way. I'm Michael."

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Sir Lucifer placed a hand on the Michael's shoulder, the other on his sword. "Boy, be calm" He reached down, freeing the executioner of his axe. "Fear no man, he wont be judging you in the end" He gathered a handful of coins from his pocket, placing them in the boy's hand. "Theft is a sin" He spoke sagely, rubbing his forhead with the back of his hand.

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Michael Fickery stared at the man, looking at him closely for a moment before staring at the coins in his hand. He couldn't beleive the man had given him money and he suddenly felt ashamed of what he'd done. "I didn't steal anything." He lied easily. "They're mistaken." He told Lucifer, slowly putting the coins in his pocket as he counted them. "Thank you... How can I repay you for saving my life?"

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He looked down at him, a stern expression spreading across his face "But the cowardly, unbelieving, abominable, murderers, sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars shall have their part in the lake which burns with fire and brimstone, which is the second death." He looked away, towards the forest. "Satan is the father of lies" A small grin spread across is face, followed by a quiet chuckle. "Dont do it again" He patted Michael on the back gently,

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"But..." He frowned, not sure what to say. The last thing he wanted was to be caught lying. "How did you get here? Why did you stop them killing me? Where are you going to go now?" The questions all came. Michael was eager to know what the man was doing, the cogs turning in his head as to what he could do.

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He began walking towards the forest, giving little heed to the boy. "Calm yourself, you'll be forgiven" He turned to face him as he walked "Because it's not up to man to decide who lives and who dies"

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This man was making him more and more curious by the second. He wanted to know what the man did and where he was from and he found himself following Lucifer. "Can I come with you? I don't normally hang around anyone and I'm real good normally. I won't be any bother, I promise, sir." He told Lucifer.

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He looked back towards the forest, continuing down the mental path he had set out before himself. "Boy, how old are you?"

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"15, sir." He replied. "I know it's young, but I'm good. I swear that was just a misunderstanding back there." He told Lucifer.

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The exucution was in full-swing, a crowd was standing at the edge of the their toes, children on the shoulders of their parents in order to see the gruesome result about to happen as the executioner in his black garb prepared to lob the heads off the prisoners lined up in the constricting binds, then suddenly without warning did a single black fetched arrow clang against the axe, another one whistled by the head of the would-be executioner and embedded itself in a pole behind him.

The crowd dispersed, two black knights on two horses with braided manes wearing full black leather armor and masks and overarching hoods that hid their identities and carried lances strapped to the horse-bags. Three more on foot in full black robes and fancy steel armor, they carried long-swords and one carried a bow, missing an arrow.

Then the leader showed himself, one for theatrics and was clad in cured white leather with a etched leather mask and hood, a mace strapped to his back and his blue eyes shining though the slits in the mask, a brown clad warrior behind him with a shark's tooth necklace.

The white clad leader announced to the crowd as he stepped onto the platform, bowing to the king in a mock gesture. "You look well, good tyrant. We received word of your attempted execution here, now I truly must object to that and I use the word attempted because it IS a certainty." The crowd was shocked and appealed, The White Knight simply grinned under his mask.

It was clear the leader was expecting a reply.

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The King was all too happy to watch the executions personally. He loved it. He reveled in watching people die. It was his pasttime. He enjoyed nothing more. Him, and a few select knights were here to watch the gruesome display. It was just getting started when The Black Knights, intruders that he'd been trying to kill for years now, interrupted.

"Well, well, well. I see The Black Knights have come to hand themselves over. You're just in time. Executions are just starting. I'm sure I can fit you all in." He smirked, motioning for his knights to take a step or two forward.

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Marcus followed his brother into the Ayian execution grounds, disembarking from his horse and putting his hand on his sword. He was ready for a fight. His blue eyes stared coldly at the king and at those surrounding him. Unfortuantely the man's tyrant of a son wasn't with them, Marcus would have loved to kill that man as well. As for the daughter, he didn't know much about her. She was hardly ever seen. If she was anything like the brother and father though, she could die as well.

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Sir Lucifer Smirked brightly as he caught the display put on by the knight and his men. He looked to the boy "Who are they?" Slowly looking back to the show, he caught a glimpse of the king. His smile slowly grew to a shallow frown "He radiates with sin" Disgust rang through his words.

As the king commanded the men to step forward, Lucifer took a step forward. Pausing for a moment, he thought of retreating, this wasnt his fight after all...

"No, i must intervene" He spoke under his breath before quickly making his way though the crowd. He managed to make his way behind the scene, placing the tip of his sword on one of the guard's neck "I think it best that you make your exit now, sir"

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Crim again for Lucifer first, then Smrt

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Michael stared at the scene that was playing out, much to his dismay. "We should go-" It was too late. Lucifer was heading into the crowd and Michael had no choice but to follow him if he didn't want to be alone once more. And he didn't. So the boy quickly followed the knight's footsteps.

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Ethan watched nervously as he wore his standard set of plate and mail armor. He hated the executions, hated having to watch them even more. The screaming….the screaming was always the worst part. It kept him awake at knight, the screaming, he doubted he’d ever be free of them.

But now the execution had been interrupted, something that never happened before. He cast a nervous glance at the King and to the other knights. He was still in training…he doubted he would be a match for fully trained soldiers. Even if these….ruffians seemed less experienced and not as well armed as the other Ayian knights that Ethan stood with, he was still unsure.

His only solace was that his master had insisted on him taking his bow, to practice his archery.