Avalon/Roleplay Section/Hector/Hector Part I
Hector, part I
Four men gather in the center of a city; a city torn apart by war and rumors of undead hordes attacking and plundering these lands for many weeks now. The land belongs to Avalon, but from the mud and the burned out buildings, there's not much to own. Peasants are starving; children look like twigs while their parents look like the undead they fear. Hector looks on his 3 men left from battle. Their eyes weary from their travels and the recent wounds they all received. Hector has a large cut on his foreleg from their most recent battle and a slice over his eye.
"Men, you are 3 of the best that has ever walked alive...” the men chuckle a bit... After a short pause, Hector continues, "Of course, there were many more, but you men survived. We embark on yet another journey to Henhower, where some say the undead walk again. We've seen them already. My own eyes did not believe it, but, they were there. We await reinforcements from some very good allies of ours...” the men all nod their heads "Together we will take Henhower, Zod and beyond."
The men look around at each other. One of them, a rather large man, asks Hector, "Lord Hector, why can we not find extra men"?
Hector looks behind him to an abandoned building, then to a couple of peasants passing by, barely enough clothes to keep warm. A boy listens on from behind a crate, trying to hide and be stealthy.
"Binder, it's very simple, the people here have no heart for war. They've been ravaged, raped and pillaged. Their homes and crops have been destroyed and they have no desire to see more bloodshed. Most have lost loved ones. No one in this capital of ours has the desire to join or the heart for warfare. We have to force those who are healthy. That is why we need to move on to larger cities, where the men there have not been beaten into submission. It takes a time of peace to bring the sprits back up. Men, that is what we are here for! That is why we fight these undead hordes"
With that, Hector walks closer to his men and says, "Pack up gentlemen; we will be leaving within a day or two."
The men begin to walk towards their homes, as Hector turns to go to the local whorehouse, a boy runs up to him, no older than 13. "Sir, I could join your men. I haven't lost my courage"... A smile crosses Hectors face, "Perhaps lad, in a few years. Enjoy peace while you can...” He walks away, and looks up at the dark rolling clouds... "No, it won't take long. The seed of heroism blossoms already!"
The boy watches as the large, dark silhouette disappears down an ally way. He knows, someday, he will join Avalon's armies, and serve under Hector. "After all", the boy thinks to himself, "from the tales I’ve heard, he is a hero, like I want to be".
Next: Hector, Part II: (Avalon/Roleplay_Section/Hector/Hector Part II)
