Dubhaine Family/Scein/Roleplays/1019/March

6th March

Summer Evening -- Lesthem

Tulvir Pileran

Tulvir stumbled through the foot hills of Lesthem, clutching at an arrow in his shoulder. He bellowed, as quietly as he could, for his unit was scattered, and mostly dead after the battle.

"CAPTAIN MARIA. YOU ARE A SMARTER WOMAN THAN I AM."

An equally wounded woman came out of the brush to walk next to Tulvir, trying to shoosh him. Tulvir did not notice.

"WHY DOES EVERYONE SHOOT, STAB, OR BASH TULVIR? WHAT MAKES /ME/ SUCH A TARGET."

Maria contemplated Tulvir for a moment. "Tulvir. You're the size of a large Shed."

"WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ME GETTING SHOT?"

14th March

Summer Day -- Lesthem

Coulson Blue

Coulson squinted, looking into the opening beneath the tangle of gnarled tree trunks. It was tall enough for a man to walk through without stooping. He eyes were having trouble penetrating the gloom, so he shielded his eyes and leaned forward.

Step forward, said a raspy voice from the darkness.

"Uh.. what?" Coulson stammered, confused. He scratched his chin.

Only silence issued from the hollow.

He stepped forward.

You have stepped forward and proclaimed yourself a Hero. Only time will tell if you actually are.

"Wait, hold on a second. That's it?!"

He felt a hesitation in the darkness. Then, Yes. That's how it works.

"Oh. Great."