The Forgotten Castle
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Bending low, trying to ignore the stench coming from the corner, Rynn quickly gathered as much wood as she'd need. With it bundled in her arms, she quickly swerved her way around the tables and out through the door into the lobby once more, kicking the door shut behind her as she went.
She breathed in deep, enjoying the smell of must as compared to... whatever food the previous squatter's had left out.
Piling the wood on the floor, out of the way of any falling water droplets, she shoved her torch into its centre and sat back to wait for the wood to catch. As flames slowly began to lick out and catch, their glow and warmth spreading outwards, tingling against Rynn's wet skin, she began to think.
The place was old, too old for the original owners to leave fresh blood or any food that wouldn't have simply been consumed by bugs by now. Meaning that there must have been someone else who had stayed here somewhat recently. Bandits, beggars, other free knights such as herself? There was no real answer right away.
Lightning flashed once more, and the horse began its terrified whinny before even the thunder had crashed through the sky. Rynn was about to shake her head, and ignore it as before, but now the horse would be be quiet, it was absolutely horrified.
Then it was silenced without warning.
A) Go outside and investigate
B) Fuck it, stay inside by the fire and keep warm
C) Go back exploring (choose West, East, or Up)
D) Go north and further investigate kitchens.
Bending low, trying to ignore the stench coming from the corner, Rynn quickly gathered as much wood as she'd need. With it bundled in her arms, she quickly swerved her way around the tables and out through the door into the lobby once more, kicking the door shut behind her as she went.
She breathed in deep, enjoying the smell of must as compared to... whatever food the previous squatter's had left out.
Piling the wood on the floor, out of the way of any falling water droplets, she shoved her torch into its centre and sat back to wait for the wood to catch. As flames slowly began to lick out and catch, their glow and warmth spreading outwards, tingling against Rynn's wet skin, she began to think.
The place was old, too old for the original owners to leave fresh blood or any food that wouldn't have simply been consumed by bugs by now. Meaning that there must have been someone else who had stayed here somewhat recently. Bandits, beggars, other free knights such as herself? There was no real answer right away.
Lightning flashed once more, and the horse began its terrified whinny before even the thunder had crashed through the sky. Rynn was about to shake her head, and ignore it as before, but now the horse would be be quiet, it was absolutely horrified.
Then it was silenced without warning.
A) Go outside and investigate
B) Fuck it, stay inside by the fire and keep warm
C) Go back exploring (choose West, East, or Up)
D) Go north and further investigate kitchens.
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A. Yes generally these movies end in strangulation as being character is raped. If Male then generally tortured before death
A. Yes generally these movies end in strangulation as being character is raped. If Male then generally tortured before death
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A. It might not end well, but it'd be better than if whatever it is sneaks up on us.
A. It might not end well, but it'd be better than if whatever it is sneaks up on us.
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Drawing steel from scabbard and risking burnt flesh by reaching into her small fire and grasping the original torch she had started it with, Rynn moved quickly towards the doorways of this small ramshackle castle she had hoped to merely spend a night in.
She took a breath, wondering what kind of bandits had found her in the storm, or if enemy scouts approaching had the same idea she did about shelter amidst the storm. Pushing any fear down into her gut, she pushed the doors open and stepped out into the night.
The pelting rain sizzled against the flickering flame held high in hand, running down the naked steel in the other. The torch still managed to push at the encroaching shadows, and she swept her eyes around, peering through the broken gates into the woods. Figures darted from dark to darker patches within the tree line, and Rynn hoped a crossbow bolt would not soon find the flesh of her neck.
Turning quickly to the side she rushed towards the stable, not wanting to give any archers out in the woods a standing target. Her boots nearly slipped in the muck and slick grass multiple times, but she never truly lost her footing; too much time on drenched battlefields fighting over mud and gore to let that get the best of her. What awaited within the overhang of the stable's shelter however, came as a surprise.
Her horse was on its side, neck torn wide open, blood sprayed across the wall, bits of flesh clinging to the stone, dangling loosely and waving slightly in the draft coursing through. Her saddlebags were untouched, though partially lodged beneath the very dead horse. Kneeling beside the carcass, was a gray skinned creature, hunched over and low.
The monster was shaped mostly like a man, but its arms were longer, and there was not a hair on its body. Shadows moved across its form as its head flicked to the side, taking Rynn in with black eyes that gleamed in the torch light. As the glow illuminated its form, taking it from nightmare and shadow into reality, it opened a mouth of tiny sharp fangs and let out a screech before tearing off into the night, scrambling over a wall.
Rynn watched it go, vanishing into the inky black hidden behind the veil of the storm. When the next flash of lightning came, Rynn saw the figures from before were more of the creatures, lurking just out of sight, waiting for their chance to strike.
Looking to her torch, Rynn knew she could not fight them all off, but they seemed to be afraid of the light. Quickly sheathing her sword she held her torch high, but the rain was dampening its glow. It would not last much longer out here, and as the light's reach lessened, the monsters crept closer. Her options were not great...
A) Forget the saddlebags and get back inside.
B) Cut the bag holding half the armour off and drag it within
C) Take all the bags of armour within (some is trapped under the horse)
D) Take all gear within (half of which is under the horse)
Drawing steel from scabbard and risking burnt flesh by reaching into her small fire and grasping the original torch she had started it with, Rynn moved quickly towards the doorways of this small ramshackle castle she had hoped to merely spend a night in.
She took a breath, wondering what kind of bandits had found her in the storm, or if enemy scouts approaching had the same idea she did about shelter amidst the storm. Pushing any fear down into her gut, she pushed the doors open and stepped out into the night.
The pelting rain sizzled against the flickering flame held high in hand, running down the naked steel in the other. The torch still managed to push at the encroaching shadows, and she swept her eyes around, peering through the broken gates into the woods. Figures darted from dark to darker patches within the tree line, and Rynn hoped a crossbow bolt would not soon find the flesh of her neck.
Turning quickly to the side she rushed towards the stable, not wanting to give any archers out in the woods a standing target. Her boots nearly slipped in the muck and slick grass multiple times, but she never truly lost her footing; too much time on drenched battlefields fighting over mud and gore to let that get the best of her. What awaited within the overhang of the stable's shelter however, came as a surprise.
Her horse was on its side, neck torn wide open, blood sprayed across the wall, bits of flesh clinging to the stone, dangling loosely and waving slightly in the draft coursing through. Her saddlebags were untouched, though partially lodged beneath the very dead horse. Kneeling beside the carcass, was a gray skinned creature, hunched over and low.
The monster was shaped mostly like a man, but its arms were longer, and there was not a hair on its body. Shadows moved across its form as its head flicked to the side, taking Rynn in with black eyes that gleamed in the torch light. As the glow illuminated its form, taking it from nightmare and shadow into reality, it opened a mouth of tiny sharp fangs and let out a screech before tearing off into the night, scrambling over a wall.
Rynn watched it go, vanishing into the inky black hidden behind the veil of the storm. When the next flash of lightning came, Rynn saw the figures from before were more of the creatures, lurking just out of sight, waiting for their chance to strike.
Looking to her torch, Rynn knew she could not fight them all off, but they seemed to be afraid of the light. Quickly sheathing her sword she held her torch high, but the rain was dampening its glow. It would not last much longer out here, and as the light's reach lessened, the monsters crept closer. Her options were not great...
A) Forget the saddlebags and get back inside.
B) Cut the bag holding half the armour off and drag it within
C) Take all the bags of armour within (some is trapped under the horse)
D) Take all gear within (half of which is under the horse)
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Hrm. This is a difficult one. On the one hand, going in under geared is a terrible idea, particularly with monsters obviously about. On the other, being torn apart right now is also a terrible idea. My derpy completion brain demands I vote D, but my less derpy survivalist brain demands B. I'll compromise on C!
Hrm. This is a difficult one. On the one hand, going in under geared is a terrible idea, particularly with monsters obviously about. On the other, being torn apart right now is also a terrible idea. My derpy completion brain demands I vote D, but my less derpy survivalist brain demands B. I'll compromise on C!
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D - But first head back to grab more light torches.
D - But first head back to grab more light torches.