Welcome to Avaleur, a medieval fantasy roleplay site where anything is a possibility. Face bandits, or knights. Work your way up to become part of Avaleur's castle, or try your luck at being a thief. Own a shop, be a guild master, start a family. The possibilities are endless.
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Oct 31, 2011 10:57:29 GMT -5
Kyle wandered the barren land of the outskirts of Avaleur...no clue where he was going. He was kidnapped, but he escaped- killing the people who brought him to the middle of nowhere. Looking around, he let out a very frustrated sigh. "DAMMIT!" kyle kicked a rock, and then hopped in one foot, cursing. "well aint this great...."
the sound of cicada bugs filled the air, sending irritation through kyle. 'first, im ganged up on...then they beat me...and THEN they kidnapp me. Now look where i am... hell, i dont even know where i am.'
Without water, food, and shelter- how long will he last?
Enoch was walking from the bandit camp towards Avaleur. A long walk, but needed if a criminal wanted the safe place to stay. He listen to the cicada, he didn't hate bugs, but he would much rather not deal with them.
After about an hour or so, Enoch noticed what seemed to be a person in the distance. 'Is that real? Or just the heat playing tricks on me?' he wondered. He waved his arms in the air, 'If I get a responce, it must be real'
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 1, 2011 9:43:32 GMT -5
He tilted his head, looking at the human-like figure in the distance. instead of entirely waving, he raised his hand to show that he was really there. Kyle had no clue of who it was or why they were there, but its someone.
Enoch was relieved to know he hadn't gone crazy. He walked a bit faster to the figure. 'Huh, he seems remotely familiar,' he thought as he approached Kyle.
"Hey, what brings you out to the wastelands?" he asked. Enoch then noticed that he seemed to be lost, not to mention he looked terribly beaten. "What happened to you?"
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 1, 2011 12:00:27 GMT -5
He crossed his arms and looked away, embarresed to be in this state. "i erm....well-" he let out a frustrated sigh. "I was ganged up on, beaten, and then kidnapped. The people who hired werewolves to murder the group of people who raised me, hired people to kidnapp me for some odd reason. I dont think they realized what would happen to them if i escaped...they never saw it comming. They are all buzzard food now. uh- anyways! what the hell are you doing here in ther desert?" He raised his eyebrow. 'this guy looks familiar....' he thought to himself.
Enoch smiled, "Well there is a bandit camp about a mile back from where I came from," he began. He looked at the man again, 'OH! it is that other guy from the bar that was with Phillis.' he realized. he hoped that he wouldn't remember him.
"Good for you! Way to show em." he laughed, "So I assume that you need some food or something?"
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 1, 2011 13:37:41 GMT -5
"For a thief who was an assassin at a young age, im pretty impressed with how i handled things." Kyles pride took control for a moment, but he thought for a moment. "but yeah... ill need food eventually...I never knew that there was a bandit camp around here. i doubt it will do me any good to go there."
'Another assassin, could be good to be in his favor,' he said to himself. "Well I do have a tent there, it is right by the oasis too. If you want you can go there and asks them to take you to my tent." He told Kyle, he didn't worry about if he would search through it or try and steal anything. If he did he wouldn't have much luck. Enoch smiled at the thought.
"Or it is not too far to the town pub. If you follow me I am headed that way now."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 1, 2011 18:00:21 GMT -5
With a sigh, kyle nodded. it would be best for him to stick along with this guy...even if he knew nothing about him. "i guess ill just tag along with you if thats alright. i dont want to be stuck out here if more people are sent after me."
"Alright, but I'm not going to slow down so try and keep up okay?" he said as he walked toward Avaleur. "So you must be important if you were kidnapped."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 1, 2011 22:05:37 GMT -5
"well... no, im not that important really....of course, i wouldnt know though." he had no clue if he could trust this guy. For all kyle know, this guy could be leading him into a trap. Kyle transformed into a wolf, staying close by to Enoch.
He laughed,"Ok fair enough." they could see a bit of the town now, Enoch took out a black cloak that he found in his tent and but it on, he didn't want to be recognized. "Almost there! Do you live in town?" he asks.
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 2, 2011 14:20:00 GMT -5
"i pretty much live in the basement of the pub in town. i have nowhere else to go really... I dont entirly enjoy it, but its a place i was taught to go to if i ever needed a place to stay. I wouldnt call the people who raised me family, but they were all i had. they had conections - and thats why im able to stay in the basement of the pub. We were a well known group who were also very respectable. we werent among the lowest of the low."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 2, 2011 23:18:17 GMT -5
Kyle shrugged "im still an assassin. but i dont get hired very often. I had some very bad results when i broke into the old ruins. all the money i have is basicly from pick-pocketing. Things havent been so well since i came here from Almora."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 3, 2011 21:01:53 GMT -5
"Someone knew that i was going to raid the ruins.... there were traps everywhere..." Kyle paused, showing Enoch the scars on his ankle. it was a perfect zig-zag ring around his ankle. " i stepped in a trap that would have snapped someones foot off. i dont know how i managed to escaped with my foot. hurt like hell." he sniffled. "other then that, i was poisoned with a poison gas. then i fell down a trap door that left me passed out and sore in a net. someone was trying to either catch me or get rid of me."
Enoch gazed at Kyle's scars. "Interesting, it seemed to hit the one spot that wouldn't take your foot off. Either you were very lucky, or the trap was geniusly designed." he had seen a few traps like that, but only very few people could actually make them. "How do you ever get out if all that?!" he asks astonished.