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Ywano has been trough many wars the past few years, but one of the greatest of all was the war started by Duke Torrinsön, who tried to overthrow the king. During this war, many Elves got killed as they tried to fight for there home country. However Duke Torrinsön was actually defeated, his shadow still lurks over the lands...
YWANO TODAY
Since a couple of years Ywano is again in peace, ruled by a good king who knows what to do to keep his country alive. There are some different cities, the main capital (and port) is called Makrat, which you will find close to the ocean.
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I knew... that even in my most fool dreams... things would never work out that way for me. At first: I didn't have family... i didn't even have friends. Friends were a weakness, just like love and tenderness. They could use you, they could get you to trust them... and then they could.. and they would.. let you down.
That was what my master had taught me all those years back, and that was the code i used for living... living my life as an assassin.
Of course i used to have a family... a long time ago. I didn't remember much about that time: the Guild had beaten all memories out of me. I did know that my mother had died several years after i had dissapeared.
I carefully emerged from the shadows of the alley, where i had been watching the people in Makrat living there daily lives. I enjoyed watching those happy souls, however it also brought me sadness as i knew i would never be like them... not anymore at least.
Allthough i did feel all those emotions... they would never leave my head. I would never show any of them on my face. I would never show a sad... or happy emotion to the outside world. They... the guild... they had done to much to me to open up again.
While i slowly walked down the road, i made sure my face was hidden in the shadows under the hood of my cloak of dark material. I knew showing my face would be the same as committing suicide at once. There were many posters on the walls in Makrat, showing my face and the text "WANTED!".
When i saw such a poster, i couldn't hold back the smile... however it was a cold, emotionless one (one that would make the shivers run down your spine).
"WANTED!... for assassination, thievery and more...". I looked at it for a short moment, before turning around and continueing my way trough Makrat. Most of the time i was glad it was a large city, as people like me didn't really get to much attention... but right now, with all those people on the street... i just got a little frustrated by the fact that i couldn't easily move on. Then i remembered... it was marketday today! I should have been thinking about that! How could i be stupid like that?!
Eventually i got out of the stream of human bodies and leant against a wall, thinking about other ways to get on my destination.
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We ate and exchanged words for a bit. My mother looked at me. "Here son." She said handing me a small sack of copper and silver coins. "Go get some food, and something special for yourself." She told me. I beamed at her. I got up kissed her cheek from across the table and set off saying my farewells.
"Excuse me, pardon me, sorry." I said as I walked through the huge group of bustling people in the streets. That's when I noticed a dark figure looming against a wall. I stared at it for a bit and confirmed it was a woman. Something was odd though. I only caught a small glimpse of her face through the darkness of her hood. She looked, so.. Grim. I walked up to her. I could never stand a woman looking or acting depressed. "Hello." I said to her in a kind tone, hoping to somewhat brighten her day. After that though I continued walking towards the butchers.
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I realised i was pretty hungry and slowly walked over to the market, going over to a man who sold vegetables and fruit. I was fast and it was clear i had done it more often; easily i grabbed an apple and walked farther as there was nothing wrong. Normally nobody would see it, and if people saw it, they mostly didn't say anything. I knew they were scared of me... However it was clear that i was a woman, the hood that covered my face in shadows made me look like a dark figure... a dangerous figure you should stay away from.
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I knew on the end of the alley there was a low window with windowsill, and i knew i could use it to clime onto the roof.
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My brain was sending me alarm bells. My heart though, it told me to keep following this character. So I did. I noticed she must have been considering climbing the building seeing as she was seeming to look for a path up the wall, a safe passage to the roof tops. That's when my heart began to thunder, It blotted out all sound, It was like thunder. It's an Assassin I told myself thinking of the old legends of The Murderer, or Assassin's guild that was told to be located somewhere in the forests surrounding the city and villages near it.
My mind told me to stop. But I knew... there was something in me telling me to keep trailing this odd and dangerous looking character.
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'She better keep going. i don't need to get killed in an alley.' I told myself in my mind.
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'You should not chase the shadows of the past' i said coldly, putting my dagger away in it's sheet carefully and turning around, going to clime onto the roof again. 'and besides' i said and turned my head slightly. 'i think i know who you are searching for... you should stop putting effort in it: she's already dead' i shuggred emotionless and with an elegant and fast movement i climbed onto the rooftop, looking back at Roran for a moment.
I felt sad on the inside, but would never be able to show it.
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'It's pretty easy, as i am the one who took her life' i said emotionless, looking up at him.
Inside i wished we could go back, to the time when we were kids. But i knew i couldn't. He couldn't. I had seen to much during the last few years.
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Inside i felt broken and sad... but i wasn't able to show that anyway.
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I immediately take the poster and rip it up. I crumple it and burn it to ashes inside my own hand. How dare they? I save a kingdom from a tyrant and their reaction is to have every person in the kingdom try to arrest me! I sigh, then I see a couple people going to an alley way. I hesitated, thinking it was a trap. However, I decided to pass by anyway, just to see who's there. When I passed it however, no one was there. I pull my hood over my face more and kept walking. No one should be able to see my face. Not while my head is down and my hood is up.
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We were still on the rooftops and i looked down when i saw a hooded figure *Asher* walking around. I didn't move, but just watched him with curiousity that was natural for somebody of my kind.
*guys, a little message outside the rp. We got more characters in the rp, so it would be nice if you all ADD CHARACTER to your post! Only your own character you are playing with, so it's more easy and less confusing who you are interacting with inside the rp. Thanks*
"So with all this, would you still drop in to see my dear old mum?" I asked her. i knew my Mum would love to see her.
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