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onepassingnight2011-10-01 11:40 pm
not_a_clotpole) wrote in onepassingnight2011-10-01 11:40 pm
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♔ 2 | The Other Side...
The rain is pelting down and the rocks are hard under Arthur's feet as he flees through the forest looking for somewhere to hide.
Behind him are thundering footfalls, the sound of a band of knights in pursuit.
Arthur picks a bad moment to look over his shoulder to see if his pursuers are gaining ground on him, suddenly he's tripping on a fallen log and tumbling down a steep embankment to the bottom, collecting any number of bruises and scrapes.
The wind is knocked out of him for a moment and he finds himself unable to move for a moment, which is long enough for faces to appear at the top of ditch, the knights of Camelot! Coming for him!
They have however, grouped themselves together and Arthur sees his chance. He scrambles to his feet and makes a desperate gesture, his eyes momentarily flash gold - so quick one would be hard pressed to notice - and a large heavy branch falls on top of the knights knocking them down.
It gives him precious time, time that he can use to escape...
If there even is escape.
Magic in Camelot will get you killed.
(OOC: No prizes for guessing the Chessboard flip - Arthur's warrior skills have been replaced by magic. He's now a Druid and an enemy of Camelot...)
Behind him are thundering footfalls, the sound of a band of knights in pursuit.
Arthur picks a bad moment to look over his shoulder to see if his pursuers are gaining ground on him, suddenly he's tripping on a fallen log and tumbling down a steep embankment to the bottom, collecting any number of bruises and scrapes.
The wind is knocked out of him for a moment and he finds himself unable to move for a moment, which is long enough for faces to appear at the top of ditch, the knights of Camelot! Coming for him!
They have however, grouped themselves together and Arthur sees his chance. He scrambles to his feet and makes a desperate gesture, his eyes momentarily flash gold - so quick one would be hard pressed to notice - and a large heavy branch falls on top of the knights knocking them down.
It gives him precious time, time that he can use to escape...
If there even is escape.
Magic in Camelot will get you killed.
(OOC: No prizes for guessing the Chessboard flip - Arthur's warrior skills have been replaced by magic. He's now a Druid and an enemy of Camelot...)
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[He accepts it, gulping down some of its contents before handing it back over to Arthur, wiping off the water that's spilled down his chin with the back of his hand. Clearly your savior is not very mindful of his hygiene.]
So, what were you doing before those knights tried to skewer you?
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Instead he merely nods.]
"Collecting water and food for my community. It looks like all I'm going to be able to take back is water." [He looks seriously disappointed by this fact.]
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You know, it just so happens that I have food.
[Or had, since the bag it was in is back with the frozen knights, but let's not worry about the details.]
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