Gagel
Mercenary
"They say words hurt like a sword; well swords are my favorite weapon."
Posts: 24
Profession: mercenary
Affiliation: Neutral
Affinity: Light
Profile: Gagel
OoC Alias: Dashstrike
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Post by Gagel on Sept 23, 2015 16:11:25 GMT -6
Down town, Gagel walked down to the nearbye fields with his new young companion. Gagel could here of many people gossiping about an incedent remarkebley similar to the new job he just got. Aparently, this woman just can't keep anything to herself. Typical of woman, beautiful, but always wanting to talk and complain about everything they can remembered that happened to them.
When Gagel gets to the farm, he saw several of the crops were stepped on and destroyed, clearly by careleas footing. Gagel than went to the door of the house and knocked. When the door opened, a middle aged man was behind it. Perhaps the woman's husband. It was obvious.
"Oh, your the mercenary that my wife hired?" said the farmer "Who else would I be?" Gagel responded. The farmer then looked at the boy next the mercenary. "Is this your son?" "Of course not," Gagel retorted "He is too old to be my son, he is just a kid I found wandering on his own. His name's Grim by the way, and I'm Gagel. So can you please let us in?" "Oh yes of course." The man kindly steppef aside. Gagel bended under the door as he went inside the messy house. Definetly looks like there were some bandits here.
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grim
Pupil
Posts: 9
Profession: Investigator
Affiliation: To whoever wants to raze the World!
Affinity: Light
Profile: http://fewotw.proboards.com/thread/5506/grim-pupil
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Post by grim on Sept 27, 2015 2:50:09 GMT -6
Grim was walking along the man in town, everyone was so full of life. They were other kids playing in the streets with rags and men working on hard labor. It was different from his merchant life style, but this was a nice change. Looking around he started to wave at the other kids, with his toothy smile, but they were avoiding them. Maybe it was because of the big guy right next to him, this was going to be different...he liked talking to people.
When they reached the farm, he looked around at the poor plants. They were surely trampled over and this meant very bad things to come for the two of them. A man came to the door, he was much elderly...like himself of course! He asked if he was the kid of this man named Gagel, very unlikely with his wages.
"I'm an elder like yourself, the name is Grim. It is quite an honor to meet you, sir. Hopefully we shall prevail against those monsters that came into your home." Grimm spoke intelligently, as he entered the home. "Your house is a mess, why did they come into your home like this?"
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Gagel
Mercenary
"They say words hurt like a sword; well swords are my favorite weapon."
Posts: 24
Profession: mercenary
Affiliation: Neutral
Affinity: Light
Profile: Gagel
OoC Alias: Dashstrike
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Post by Gagel on Sept 27, 2015 12:39:11 GMT -6
Both the house owner and Gagel stared at each other puzzeled.
"You don't seem to have any grey hairs too me." said Gagel.
When Grim asked about the mess, the house owner answers. "it wasn't always like this, it was messed up by the bandits."
"I think our friend here's the only one who couldn't have guessed that." said Gagel quite bluntly. Gagel looks around to see if there were any clues to the banditry. First thing he could do is to figure out where they came from.
Gagel steped over the messy house. What did these bandits possibly want. Just want to knock over anything they see just in case it contained something valueable.
It was then the mercenary found something that seemed extremely familiar to him. On the ground was a gold coin with a troubling emblem on it.
"Is this yours?" Gagel asked the owner of the house. The man looked at the curious looking coin. "No, I don't have anything like that. Do you know something about this?"
"I have only seen this coin back at my home," said Gagel. "Assuming this is the bandits', they must have come from the Western Isles."
If that was the case, then that means the bandits were not just brigands. They were pirates, the same ones that took his father away from him and scared of his brothers and sisters. This was going to be a very un pleasent trip.
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