Post by koro on Jun 16, 2015 14:00:09 GMT -5
Koro is an elf of average height, slightly underaverage beauty for the elven
standards, dark brown hair, not too long and visibly he is not particularly
fond of brushing them regularly. His eyes are pale grey and his skin not as
pale as most elves.
He arrived with some poor clothes a fine longbow and an empty quiver. He looked
like a refugee more than an adventurer.
~~~ first impression (thoughts) ~~~
I felt very lost when I arrived at Greatgaunt. At last my journey ended. I
imagined that everything would be easy, but I didn't think about the practical
details before.
I'm here to find my path, yet I don't feel this is the right one, nor I can
think about any better ones, for that matter. I have a bow and I'm not the
worst at using it. As my father used to reminded me quite often, it's the only
thing I did for more than three months before moving to something else.
~~~ Greatgaunt's crossroad and a Kitchen run ~~~
I walked the main road until a crossroad, there I met an elf, who introduced
herself as Gode. We had a rather enjoying chat, she told me that she was
training in the arts of the bow, so I thought that maybe this was the right
path after all, or just a strange coincidence. Anyhow my hunger urged me say
goodbye and get something warm at the nearby inn, and so I did.
Even if Gode tried to persuade me not to eat the food served at the inn, I
found it not so bad, even quite tasteful. I went to the kitchen to congratulate
the chef. Sam, the cook, was having a storage problem and was too busy with the
orders that he asked me to give a look. Well, if I could get my food money back
by removing a few rats and retrieve a key…
It wasn't just a small rats problem. Something much more scary and dangerous I
tell you! A small hole in the wall lead to a system of tunnels extending
horizontally in the darkness. I went in, then I made a few stepts keeping
within the shadows.
There were little creatures around, and an inscription on the wall along with
drawings of rats. I do not know what I was thinking. Why did I kept going
deeper instead of just giving up or at least return prepared. I had a bow but
no arrows, the kind of details that can kill an adventurer and also the kind of
details I seem to never think of.
I went on, and other than the inscription I've found some rings, coins, an old
rapier and even ten arrows. Peraphs that key could be among the small piles of
old items scattered around these tunnels, I could keep searching without having
to fight at all, I thought. I searched deeper and deeper, I passed I think at
least three creatures. It was dark, and it was a while since I've seen the
last. I went back until I could see it clearly. I aimed, after a few moments,
when the creature stopped moving, I left the string and the arrow hit. Without
a sound the creature died on the spot.
It was encouraging. I moved slowly removing all the creatures one by one. I was
left with 2 arrows when I arrived in the innermost chamber. A different and
bigger thing was lurking there. This one heard me at once, shouted and started
running at me. I lost the element of surprise. I felt a burning pain in my back
and I almost lost my balance. The creature's blow reached me. I ran towards the
corner and then the next one. I loaded the bow and turned to aim; the monster
was alredy charging, an arrow left the string and pierced his neck.
It did not stop it, however. Without waiting I ran away, alerting a lesser
creature that was still alive, since I was running exactly towards the part of
the tunnels I had yet to visit. I could keep myself at a barely safe distance
by running, but the pain in my back started to slow me down. I had to face
them. As I ran, I put away the arrow and hanged the bow at my back, then I took
the rapier, gave a very quick look behind to locate the small creature, then I
turned and tried to hit it with the blade, but it was so tiny and it moved
around that only at the fourth blow I touched it, and the fifth put it to rest.
The big guy was almost on me, so I jumped in the opposite direction trying to
remember where the hole was. After a few turns I was able to find a dark corner
and there I sipped a vial to ease the pain and slow the bleeding, then I
switched back to the bow and loaded the last arrow. A few moments later the
monster was there, showing me his back, I could touch it with a longsword. From
this close distance, the arrow surprised the beast and hit hard. On its knees,
the beast started to face me, then I took the rapier and finished it with a
few, clumsy stabs. Only then I saw the key. The creature was carrying it. No
wonder I couldn't find it anywhere among the piles.
More importantly: I was alive.
Still the pain was overwhelming. Behind me, I left a small trail of blood, and
the rats, who hardly noticed me before, followed it and started to attack me in
small groups as I walked back to the hole in the Inn's basement. I survived the
big beast only to die eaten by a couple of rats? I kicked and punched and
swinged the rapier until only a few remained and retreated. I passed through
the hole and was back in the cellar. I slowly walked up the stairs. I was in
the kitchen, at the end of my tether.
I handed the key at the cook, got the ridicolously little pay for what I went
through, which I used right away for a meal and a place for my bedroll. In the
same inn.
I have less coins than when I started, wounds everywhere, I seriously feared
for my life at least three times today and I fear that tomorrow won't be any
better.
I prepared my bedroll and rested until mid morning, when I had to leave the
room for cleaning. I was hungry again, and I stinked. I washed my clothes and
myself at the same time with the water of the pond. The smell was still there,
and I was soaked. After drying up, I got some cheap food from the inn and felt
a bit replenished. Still, if to earn three meals a day one has to put his life
on the line every day, I'll be eaten before I can starve.
standards, dark brown hair, not too long and visibly he is not particularly
fond of brushing them regularly. His eyes are pale grey and his skin not as
pale as most elves.
He arrived with some poor clothes a fine longbow and an empty quiver. He looked
like a refugee more than an adventurer.
~~~ first impression (thoughts) ~~~
I felt very lost when I arrived at Greatgaunt. At last my journey ended. I
imagined that everything would be easy, but I didn't think about the practical
details before.
I'm here to find my path, yet I don't feel this is the right one, nor I can
think about any better ones, for that matter. I have a bow and I'm not the
worst at using it. As my father used to reminded me quite often, it's the only
thing I did for more than three months before moving to something else.
~~~ Greatgaunt's crossroad and a Kitchen run ~~~
I walked the main road until a crossroad, there I met an elf, who introduced
herself as Gode. We had a rather enjoying chat, she told me that she was
training in the arts of the bow, so I thought that maybe this was the right
path after all, or just a strange coincidence. Anyhow my hunger urged me say
goodbye and get something warm at the nearby inn, and so I did.
Even if Gode tried to persuade me not to eat the food served at the inn, I
found it not so bad, even quite tasteful. I went to the kitchen to congratulate
the chef. Sam, the cook, was having a storage problem and was too busy with the
orders that he asked me to give a look. Well, if I could get my food money back
by removing a few rats and retrieve a key…
It wasn't just a small rats problem. Something much more scary and dangerous I
tell you! A small hole in the wall lead to a system of tunnels extending
horizontally in the darkness. I went in, then I made a few stepts keeping
within the shadows.
There were little creatures around, and an inscription on the wall along with
drawings of rats. I do not know what I was thinking. Why did I kept going
deeper instead of just giving up or at least return prepared. I had a bow but
no arrows, the kind of details that can kill an adventurer and also the kind of
details I seem to never think of.
I went on, and other than the inscription I've found some rings, coins, an old
rapier and even ten arrows. Peraphs that key could be among the small piles of
old items scattered around these tunnels, I could keep searching without having
to fight at all, I thought. I searched deeper and deeper, I passed I think at
least three creatures. It was dark, and it was a while since I've seen the
last. I went back until I could see it clearly. I aimed, after a few moments,
when the creature stopped moving, I left the string and the arrow hit. Without
a sound the creature died on the spot.
It was encouraging. I moved slowly removing all the creatures one by one. I was
left with 2 arrows when I arrived in the innermost chamber. A different and
bigger thing was lurking there. This one heard me at once, shouted and started
running at me. I lost the element of surprise. I felt a burning pain in my back
and I almost lost my balance. The creature's blow reached me. I ran towards the
corner and then the next one. I loaded the bow and turned to aim; the monster
was alredy charging, an arrow left the string and pierced his neck.
It did not stop it, however. Without waiting I ran away, alerting a lesser
creature that was still alive, since I was running exactly towards the part of
the tunnels I had yet to visit. I could keep myself at a barely safe distance
by running, but the pain in my back started to slow me down. I had to face
them. As I ran, I put away the arrow and hanged the bow at my back, then I took
the rapier, gave a very quick look behind to locate the small creature, then I
turned and tried to hit it with the blade, but it was so tiny and it moved
around that only at the fourth blow I touched it, and the fifth put it to rest.
The big guy was almost on me, so I jumped in the opposite direction trying to
remember where the hole was. After a few turns I was able to find a dark corner
and there I sipped a vial to ease the pain and slow the bleeding, then I
switched back to the bow and loaded the last arrow. A few moments later the
monster was there, showing me his back, I could touch it with a longsword. From
this close distance, the arrow surprised the beast and hit hard. On its knees,
the beast started to face me, then I took the rapier and finished it with a
few, clumsy stabs. Only then I saw the key. The creature was carrying it. No
wonder I couldn't find it anywhere among the piles.
More importantly: I was alive.
Still the pain was overwhelming. Behind me, I left a small trail of blood, and
the rats, who hardly noticed me before, followed it and started to attack me in
small groups as I walked back to the hole in the Inn's basement. I survived the
big beast only to die eaten by a couple of rats? I kicked and punched and
swinged the rapier until only a few remained and retreated. I passed through
the hole and was back in the cellar. I slowly walked up the stairs. I was in
the kitchen, at the end of my tether.
I handed the key at the cook, got the ridicolously little pay for what I went
through, which I used right away for a meal and a place for my bedroll. In the
same inn.
I have less coins than when I started, wounds everywhere, I seriously feared
for my life at least three times today and I fear that tomorrow won't be any
better.
I prepared my bedroll and rested until mid morning, when I had to leave the
room for cleaning. I was hungry again, and I stinked. I washed my clothes and
myself at the same time with the water of the pond. The smell was still there,
and I was soaked. After drying up, I got some cheap food from the inn and felt
a bit replenished. Still, if to earn three meals a day one has to put his life
on the line every day, I'll be eaten before I can starve.