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| Forest; Cardiff Outskirts; Just outside of Cardiff Town | |
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| Post #1 Oct 10 2009, 03:47 PM | Matt |
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In the forest just out of Cardiff Town is a beaten track which leads deep into the woods, the trees swing into each other covering the rest of the path, in the trees you can see a house with smoke steaming from the chimney, inside the house lives Harman Maddock. Sitting down alone in his cabin in the woods Harman stares out the window peering into the woods, looking out at Cardiff Town, he can see the men and women working their daily lives on their horse and carts heading down the forest to Newport with goods such as meat, gold and wood. Harman is waiting for the Mayor of Cardiff Town to leave the safety of the city as dusk sets, earlier looting from the Mayors' men had angered Harman and Harman isn't a man to be laughed at. |
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| Post #2 Oct 12 2009, 12:03 AM | Lewis |
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[Playing NPC Mayor on request of Matt] The mayor, left his household in the centre of the village after picking up any important documents he needed for when he reached the other end of the trade line. He was greeted by a company of 7 men, in full armour, each carrying broad swords, riding on horses. Just to the left of the guard, stood a horse drawn carriage. This was to carry the Mayor to his destination. "Evening, Mayor." A man stepped forward, once he was off his horse, bowing as he spoke. He was clearly the captain of the guard, going by the crest on his armour. He carried on speaking, still bowed. "We are to escort you on your journey." The Mayor smiled politely and nodded. "Thank you, Captain. Please do stand." The captain stood back up to full height and nodded, respectfully. With the Mayor safely in the carriage. Four of the mounted guard were placed at the rear of the group, two placed at the front with the captain just ahead of them. It was a cold night and the wind was blowing quite quickly, making a sharp whistling sound. It was slightly un-nerving the captain but he kept the convoy moving at a steady pace. Eventually, after about twenty minutes, they reached the trade path through the forest and slowed down their pace. Keeping their eyes wide open for any ambushers that might appear. |
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| Post #3 Oct 12 2009, 12:08 AM | Matt |
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Watching the mayors cart roll into the woods Harman pulled his daggers, bow and arrows from the table, attaching them to his correct places, he thenH started to walk into the woods just ahead of the path. As he came to a small mound of dirt up the path he stood there pulling his bow from his back, loading it with an arrow shaft he pulls it back to full length, staring at the men in the armour he lets a shot go into the cart, watching it as it slams into the wood of the carts, Quickly running into the woods around the cart waiting for the men to follow him. |
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| Post #4 Oct 12 2009, 12:12 AM | Lewis |
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The arrow hits the carriage hard, ripping into the wood but not going into the actual passenger area. Two of the rear guard and two of the front guard dismount their horses and walk into the forest, their swords at the ready. The captain and remaining two guards circle the Mayor's carriage, eyes moving over the forest to try spot the attacker. |
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| Post #5 Oct 12 2009, 12:15 AM | Matt |
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Running through the trees slowing his pace to the trees, Harman quickly jumps up into one of them loading another arrow shaft into his bow. Quickly letting the arrow shaft go it shoots down through the trees towards one of the guards, swiftly going through the gap between his helmet and shoulder pads, cutting into the neck, embedding deeply down killing him on impact. Edited by Matt, Oct 12 2009, 12:18 AM.
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| Post #6 Oct 12 2009, 12:20 AM | Lewis |
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The thud of the guard and his heavy armour hitting the floor alerts the other three in the forest. They rush towards the location of the sound, not looking around, just focused on finding the attacker. They find the dead guard on the floor and stand looking at the arrow in his neck. It worries them slightly at how accurate the shot was. |
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| Post #7 Oct 12 2009, 12:23 AM | Matt |
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Sets another arrow shaft into the bow and pulls back for a full length shot, sends its quickly into another guard, hitting into the same area of the neck, killing the second guard on impact, Harman, sweeps down from the tree and runs along to another tree overlooking the carriages, Quickly clambering up the tree into the position to shoot, Harman loads another arrow shaft into the bow shooting it into the back of another guards neck, sending him forward off his horse. |
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| Post #8 Oct 12 2009, 12:29 AM | Lewis |
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The remaining guards look in the direction of the arrow fire. Taking up defensive positions as best they can. Fear is taking over the guard as they begin to shake. The wind not helping as it blows violently. Whistling through the forest trees. The captain shouts out, clearly scared by whatever is attacking. "Show.. show yourself.. you c-coward! Fight us face to face." The men look at their captain for a confidence boost but not getting any. They end up more fearful from the look of their captains face and stuttering as he shouts out. |
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| Post #9 Oct 12 2009, 12:34 AM | Matt |
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Looking down at the men now shouting up at Harman, he loads another arrow shaft into the bow sending another shot into the forehead of one of the men, watching him fall off the back of his horse, Snickering slightly Harman loads another arrow into the bow shooting off into the final guard into his forehead watching him fall off the back of his horse also, Harman slides down the tree and lands behind the tree he was just in, walking slowly forward into the path looking at the cart, Gripping another arrow shaft, loading it into the bow, lifting it up and aiming it at the cart. |
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| Post #10 Oct 12 2009, 12:44 AM | Lewis |
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The Mayor sits in his cart, shaking. Fear has taken over him and he knows he is going to die. He doesn't want to die but it's too late. His death is signed. He sits, waiting for his death to come. It seems a lot longer than it should do. He just wishes it could be over already. |
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