dmronny
Lurker
- Joined
- Nov 10, 2008
- Messages
- 5,219
- Reputation score
- 94
1108 AD; Bruges, Kingdom of France.
Eve was tired as she trudged through the filthy streets of Bruges with nothing to keep her company but her own thoughts. She barely remembered her homeland in the Pale, though she knew not the true name of her homeland. Her parents little more than a dim memory much like their deaths at the hands of Viking raiders who had taken her and sold her into slavery.
Her memories after being sold to Baltus were more clearer though no less tragic. She had spent her youth as little more than a slave to the man, who had eventually turned her into what she was now. A lowly whore on the streets of some filthy city in the County of Flanders.
Technically a direct subject of the distant king, Hugh Capet, she knew little about nobles. She was far too common to be paid attention to by such men despite her beauty.
Her thoughts were suddenly broken in upon by the feeling of being watched. Despite the feeling she knew she was alone on the dark street and shaking it off began her trek back to Baltus home once again. He wouldn't like it if she was late.
Eve was tired as she trudged through the filthy streets of Bruges with nothing to keep her company but her own thoughts. She barely remembered her homeland in the Pale, though she knew not the true name of her homeland. Her parents little more than a dim memory much like their deaths at the hands of Viking raiders who had taken her and sold her into slavery.
Her memories after being sold to Baltus were more clearer though no less tragic. She had spent her youth as little more than a slave to the man, who had eventually turned her into what she was now. A lowly whore on the streets of some filthy city in the County of Flanders.
Technically a direct subject of the distant king, Hugh Capet, she knew little about nobles. She was far too common to be paid attention to by such men despite her beauty.
Her thoughts were suddenly broken in upon by the feeling of being watched. Despite the feeling she knew she was alone on the dark street and shaking it off began her trek back to Baltus home once again. He wouldn't like it if she was late.
Not perfect but it's a start.
Last edited: