Midnight - Crown of Shadow
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Shadowfane
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Tamari was scared; there was no other word for it. She knew she should call for the others, but something, a need to find and help the person who had left the trail perhaps, drew her on.
Her knuckles were white on the shaft of her spear, and the only noise after the loud bang of the barn door was the hammering of her heart in her ears. Moving with what grace she had left, Tamari moved quietly into the barn, hugging the shadows as she went and try to adjust her vision to the gloom – she found that her developing night vision quickly adjusted to the dark interior, and she moved forward with only a moments hesitation.
OoC: Still moving silently and hiding in shadows. Tamari will look out for the bloody trail and see if she can find the person who left it
Her knuckles were white on the shaft of her spear, and the only noise after the loud bang of the barn door was the hammering of her heart in her ears. Moving with what grace she had left, Tamari moved quietly into the barn, hugging the shadows as she went and try to adjust her vision to the gloom – she found that her developing night vision quickly adjusted to the dark interior, and she moved forward with only a moments hesitation.
OoC: Still moving silently and hiding in shadows. Tamari will look out for the bloody trail and see if she can find the person who left it
Ashrem Bayle
Explorer
OOC: Sorry for the lack of posting today guys. I've been pretty busy. Hopefully I'll be able to post some this weekend. My monitor at home is trying to crap out on me though, so no promises.
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Ashrem Bayle
Explorer
The interior of the barn was dark and foreboding with slivers of light streaming in-between warped and knotted boards. As Tamari approached, she noticed a large pool of blood just off to the side of the barn. It seemed to be the source of a trail of blood that led into the barn. The smell of blood and death was strong here, and it only grew stronger as she got closer.
Still unable to hear any animals, she took a moment to peek around the side of the barn. Then she knew the reason for the silence…
Old Man Bailey had raised goats for years. Now, it seemed over half of them where missing. The rest, however, where still here. In fact, they were everywhere…… The animals had been mutilated. Some where missing their heads, or legs, or where simply disemboweled, their entrails spread about the pen. The smell was nearly overwhelming.
A raven, picking at one of the goat’s ruined eyes, called in alarm when it saw Tamari and took to the sky.
Glancing back within the barn, her eyes adjusted to the darkness. In the densely shadowed areas, she could see the interior. She couldn’t see color, but she could see detail, and she could see the bails of hay shift as something moved behind them. Her mouth went dry and the hair rose on the back of her neck as she heard the wet ripping sound of flesh tearing. The trail of blood led further back into the barn…
The others approached the barn from behind Tamari, looking into its dark interior. *BANG* The door cracked against the outside wall and another raven called and flew into the forest, drawing the other’s attention to the mutilated livestock remains.
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Elig, having broken away from the rest of the group, was the first among them (not counting Tamari) to notice the pool of blood. As he looked at it, he noticed the ground around the blood was disturbed as if someone, lying on the ground, had been writhing violently. Likely, whoever had been wounded there had been the source of the blood. It was also likely that that amount of blood loss would have been fatal…..
The blood trailed off toward the barn. It was smeared, as if whoever it belonged to had crawled away or had been dragged.
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Having pulled Tad to the ground, it took all of Ilsha’s strength to pull the spear free of the grisly corpse. It was slick with now cold blood, which made the work all the more difficult.
OOC Summery:
Ilsha is still back with Tad.
Elig is standing off to the side of the barn. (Roughly 20’ away from the others.)
The others are standing in the barn’s doorway.
The barn is 15’ x 30’ and is only one story. It has a raised platform in the back with a ladder going up to it. The platform is covered in hay. Beneath the platform is very dark and shadowed. The trail of blood leads back to the shadowed area below the platform. The tearing sound comes from the same location. A man sized pile of hay, stacked on the barn’s floor, blocks your view of whatever is making the sound.
Let me know if I’m unclear on your intentions or if you need further clarification.
Still unable to hear any animals, she took a moment to peek around the side of the barn. Then she knew the reason for the silence…
Old Man Bailey had raised goats for years. Now, it seemed over half of them where missing. The rest, however, where still here. In fact, they were everywhere…… The animals had been mutilated. Some where missing their heads, or legs, or where simply disemboweled, their entrails spread about the pen. The smell was nearly overwhelming.
A raven, picking at one of the goat’s ruined eyes, called in alarm when it saw Tamari and took to the sky.
Glancing back within the barn, her eyes adjusted to the darkness. In the densely shadowed areas, she could see the interior. She couldn’t see color, but she could see detail, and she could see the bails of hay shift as something moved behind them. Her mouth went dry and the hair rose on the back of her neck as she heard the wet ripping sound of flesh tearing. The trail of blood led further back into the barn…
The others approached the barn from behind Tamari, looking into its dark interior. *BANG* The door cracked against the outside wall and another raven called and flew into the forest, drawing the other’s attention to the mutilated livestock remains.
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Elig, having broken away from the rest of the group, was the first among them (not counting Tamari) to notice the pool of blood. As he looked at it, he noticed the ground around the blood was disturbed as if someone, lying on the ground, had been writhing violently. Likely, whoever had been wounded there had been the source of the blood. It was also likely that that amount of blood loss would have been fatal…..
The blood trailed off toward the barn. It was smeared, as if whoever it belonged to had crawled away or had been dragged.
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Having pulled Tad to the ground, it took all of Ilsha’s strength to pull the spear free of the grisly corpse. It was slick with now cold blood, which made the work all the more difficult.
OOC Summery:
Ilsha is still back with Tad.
Elig is standing off to the side of the barn. (Roughly 20’ away from the others.)
The others are standing in the barn’s doorway.
The barn is 15’ x 30’ and is only one story. It has a raised platform in the back with a ladder going up to it. The platform is covered in hay. Beneath the platform is very dark and shadowed. The trail of blood leads back to the shadowed area below the platform. The tearing sound comes from the same location. A man sized pile of hay, stacked on the barn’s floor, blocks your view of whatever is making the sound.
Let me know if I’m unclear on your intentions or if you need further clarification.
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Guest 11456
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Choric moves forward and nods to Kal. As he passes Tamari he glances at the spear, then to her, and finally back to the spear. Although he knew that it was a criminal offense, he was glad to have the help. He was not sure of what they might find.
Choric moves forward and to the left of the hay. He motions for Kal to circle the hay to the right. He readies his mace and tries to stay alert in the darkness of the barn.
Choric moves forward and to the left of the hay. He motions for Kal to circle the hay to the right. He readies his mace and tries to stay alert in the darkness of the barn.
Emiricol
Registered User
Elig nods grimly to Kal as his friend circles towards him.
Elig motions to Tamari, points to the pool of blood, then makes a slashing movement across his throat, then points at the shed.
To Kal he says, "Look at all the blood - it was either dragged off or has Risen, and neither option bodes well for us. I don't know where she got a spear, but I stand ready with my sling..."
Elig motions to Tamari, points to the pool of blood, then makes a slashing movement across his throat, then points at the shed.
To Kal he says, "Look at all the blood - it was either dragged off or has Risen, and neither option bodes well for us. I don't know where she got a spear, but I stand ready with my sling..."
Shadowfane
First Post
Tamari returned Choric’s glance with a glare and gripped the spear tighter. A hard knot formed in her throat and with some effort she swallowed. She noticed Elig approach from the direction of the slaughtered goats, and acknowledged his signal with a nod of understanding.
Moving forward with the others, Tamari kept her spear ready, her every sense bristling with anticipation and fear. The disturbing, wet noises coming from behind the hay made her guts churn and her already overwrought mind worked overtime to conjure nightmare images of what might lie back there in the barn’s gloom; not that it had to work too hard after the scenes she had just witnessed.
OoC: Moves forward with Choric and Kal, keeping to the left with Choric.
Moving forward with the others, Tamari kept her spear ready, her every sense bristling with anticipation and fear. The disturbing, wet noises coming from behind the hay made her guts churn and her already overwrought mind worked overtime to conjure nightmare images of what might lie back there in the barn’s gloom; not that it had to work too hard after the scenes she had just witnessed.
OoC: Moves forward with Choric and Kal, keeping to the left with Choric.
Tokiwong
First Post
Ilsha seeing the corpse stabs the spear into the ground, and drags the corpse towards the flames, and does her best to try and dispose of the corpse before it can return as a Fell. Knowing that such a scourge would be an even greater bane, "By the Shadow," she mutters, "he is heavy..."
Swashbuckler
First Post
Kal, emboldened by the bravery of his companions, tightens his grip on his mace. He looked to Choric, who was moving forward and to the left. Kal moved forward and to the right, the vulgar and inhuman sounds getting louder as they circled the hay bale. He motions to to Elig to follow him, but to stay back far enough to be effective with his sling.
With a look over to Choric, and timing their actions, the two guardsmen stalked cautiously around the interposing hay.
May Fate smile upon us, for I fear the Shadow is stronger this day ...
With a look over to Choric, and timing their actions, the two guardsmen stalked cautiously around the interposing hay.
May Fate smile upon us, for I fear the Shadow is stronger this day ...
Ashrem Bayle
Explorer
It was dark behind the stack of hay. The shadows covered most of the area, the only light was what little trickled between the boards. Unfortunately, the pale light that washed in was just enough to illuminate the horrific sight before you.
The naked form of an old man crouched before. It was Old Man Bailey, stripped of clothes and crouching over the unmoving form of his eldest son. His slowly raised his head to gaze upon the newcomers. Blood streamed down his chin, his eyes were wild and feral like a cornered animal.
On the floor lay the remains of his eldest son, Jon, dressed in simple farmer's clothes. His head looked to have been nearly severed with a clean cut.
His father had been pulling flesh from the wound and had managed to strip away most of the meat on his neck and right shoulder.
With a shriek, Bailey lunged away. Screaming and clawing, he stumbled against the wall of the barn. He moved with a crippled gate, ruining any grace he might have had. A spear's blade emerged out of the man's neck, the other end, from his anus. It dragged along the barn's floor, protruding a good three feet from his body. He jerked at the spear, trying to yank it free, but it did not give.
Initiatives:
Ilsha 16
Aeren 15
- Bailey 14
Kal 13
Choric 9
Elig 3
Tamari 5
The naked form of an old man crouched before. It was Old Man Bailey, stripped of clothes and crouching over the unmoving form of his eldest son. His slowly raised his head to gaze upon the newcomers. Blood streamed down his chin, his eyes were wild and feral like a cornered animal.
On the floor lay the remains of his eldest son, Jon, dressed in simple farmer's clothes. His head looked to have been nearly severed with a clean cut.
His father had been pulling flesh from the wound and had managed to strip away most of the meat on his neck and right shoulder.
With a shriek, Bailey lunged away. Screaming and clawing, he stumbled against the wall of the barn. He moved with a crippled gate, ruining any grace he might have had. A spear's blade emerged out of the man's neck, the other end, from his anus. It dragged along the barn's floor, protruding a good three feet from his body. He jerked at the spear, trying to yank it free, but it did not give.
Initiatives:
Ilsha 16
Aeren 15
- Bailey 14
Kal 13
Choric 9
Elig 3
Tamari 5
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