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<blockquote data-quote="Jameumz" data-source="post: 418463" data-attributes="member: 8042"><p><em>For your story hour pleasure, a short prequel post introducing the halfling rogue character I play, one to whom I've gone to great lengths to develop and flesh out. There's a deliberately missing cut-scene, and I plead creative license on all the outlandish bits. Feedback and non-inflammatory criticism are welcomed with open arms.</em> </p><p></p><p> A lone guardsman slowly walked his patrol route along the keep's side perimeter, watching warily for anything amiss. Satisfied that all was well, he turned roundabout and began the stroll back. If he'd happened to turn around just moments later, he'd have noticed that the shadows cast by a nearby copse of trees suddenly spit forth a figure, one remarkably halfling-shaped, that darted across the lawn.</p><p> Pressing his back to the stone of the wall, Dragonfly released his grip on the hem of his cloak, dismissing its concealing magics. The halfling ran his palm lightly over the wall's surface. It was smoother than he'd expected, and he decided using a rope was the wisest course of action. He unbundled the narrow length and retrieved the collapsing grapple hook from one of the tiny extradimensional pockets in his harness. With little more than a deft twist of his fingers, he had the rope knotted to the hook. Finally, he produced his custom crossbow, and secured the grapple to it. Glancing about to insure there were no observers, he aimed the crossbow at the battlement and squeezed the trigger, launching the grapple up into darkness. Tugging lightly to guarantee purchase, the halfling clambered up the rope, and with nary a sound, Dragonfly hoisted himself completely over the lip and turned a somersault onto the wooden rooftop. A short sprint and a picked lock had him quickly in the building.</p><p> </p><p> Several minutes later, Dragonfly sprang from the lip of the air duct to the roof and scurried for the edge, driven by the sound of hard footsteps ascending the stairs. The access door crashed open behind him, and he threw himself flat at a sudden series of faint <em>click-click</em> sounds. A swarm of crossbow bolts zipped overhead, falling futilely beyond the rampart. The halfling clambered to his feet and grabbed at the loose end of his slender climbing rope before leaping to perch on the wall. With nowhere left to run, he slowly turned to face the pursuing guardsmen.</p><p> There were eight soldiers total, all training crossbows on the halfling. He quickly sifted through his available options; he doubted his chances of darting around them, and they'd inevitably pull him in or, worse, cut his line, if he tried to scale down the wall. With forty feet of air between himself and the ground, Dragonfly instead decided on a desperate measure. Steeling his nerves with a deep breath, he hopped backward from the edge into space.</p><p> The courtyard rushed toward him at sickening speed, and he had little time to act. The halfling wound several coils of the rope about his forearm and held on as tightly as he could. At the moment he felt certain he'd misgauged and was sure to impact with the ground, the line jerked tautly at the end of its play, nearly wrenching his arm from its socket as his momentum was abruptly halted. A clink from above echoed down as the sudden yank on the grapple caused its flexing tines to relax. He dropped to his feet and lithely stepped aside as the hook struck the ground where he'd been standing. Quickly looping the rope around his throbbing shoulder, Dragonfly saluted to the shouting guards above and bounded into the shadows. The criers would have another lucrative story of the Silent Spiral to tell, come the morrow.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jameumz, post: 418463, member: 8042"] [I]For your story hour pleasure, a short prequel post introducing the halfling rogue character I play, one to whom I've gone to great lengths to develop and flesh out. There's a deliberately missing cut-scene, and I plead creative license on all the outlandish bits. Feedback and non-inflammatory criticism are welcomed with open arms.[/I] A lone guardsman slowly walked his patrol route along the keep's side perimeter, watching warily for anything amiss. Satisfied that all was well, he turned roundabout and began the stroll back. If he'd happened to turn around just moments later, he'd have noticed that the shadows cast by a nearby copse of trees suddenly spit forth a figure, one remarkably halfling-shaped, that darted across the lawn. Pressing his back to the stone of the wall, Dragonfly released his grip on the hem of his cloak, dismissing its concealing magics. The halfling ran his palm lightly over the wall's surface. It was smoother than he'd expected, and he decided using a rope was the wisest course of action. He unbundled the narrow length and retrieved the collapsing grapple hook from one of the tiny extradimensional pockets in his harness. With little more than a deft twist of his fingers, he had the rope knotted to the hook. Finally, he produced his custom crossbow, and secured the grapple to it. Glancing about to insure there were no observers, he aimed the crossbow at the battlement and squeezed the trigger, launching the grapple up into darkness. Tugging lightly to guarantee purchase, the halfling clambered up the rope, and with nary a sound, Dragonfly hoisted himself completely over the lip and turned a somersault onto the wooden rooftop. A short sprint and a picked lock had him quickly in the building. Several minutes later, Dragonfly sprang from the lip of the air duct to the roof and scurried for the edge, driven by the sound of hard footsteps ascending the stairs. The access door crashed open behind him, and he threw himself flat at a sudden series of faint [I]click-click[/I] sounds. A swarm of crossbow bolts zipped overhead, falling futilely beyond the rampart. The halfling clambered to his feet and grabbed at the loose end of his slender climbing rope before leaping to perch on the wall. With nowhere left to run, he slowly turned to face the pursuing guardsmen. There were eight soldiers total, all training crossbows on the halfling. He quickly sifted through his available options; he doubted his chances of darting around them, and they'd inevitably pull him in or, worse, cut his line, if he tried to scale down the wall. With forty feet of air between himself and the ground, Dragonfly instead decided on a desperate measure. Steeling his nerves with a deep breath, he hopped backward from the edge into space. The courtyard rushed toward him at sickening speed, and he had little time to act. The halfling wound several coils of the rope about his forearm and held on as tightly as he could. At the moment he felt certain he'd misgauged and was sure to impact with the ground, the line jerked tautly at the end of its play, nearly wrenching his arm from its socket as his momentum was abruptly halted. A clink from above echoed down as the sudden yank on the grapple caused its flexing tines to relax. He dropped to his feet and lithely stepped aside as the hook struck the ground where he'd been standing. Quickly looping the rope around his throbbing shoulder, Dragonfly saluted to the shouting guards above and bounded into the shadows. The criers would have another lucrative story of the Silent Spiral to tell, come the morrow. [/QUOTE]
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