11-30-2008, 10:43 AM
(Around the House)
Solia retrieved a pack from her room and entered the kitchen, stuffing various food items in it.
After Ardeal was done packing soap, shampoo, a brush for his sister, he entered his room and stuffed some of his clothes into a pack. When he was done, he stared at a necklace comprised of black beads laying on his bedside table. He picked it up and examined. "Who left this here?" he asked out loud. He shrugged his shoulders and put it around his neck, thinking that it looked quite nice.
(Front Room)
Quarry sighed. "My story is a sad one, just like everyone here in this house. I was minding my own business, and this had to be about 12 years ago, when a raid of the queen's soldiers came into my town and slaughtered everyone. I was in my house with my sister, my brother, and my parents. They burst into the house and killed my parents right in front of me. I could only cower in the corner as they lopped their heads off. My mom's startled face gazed at me as her head rolled right beside me. My brother, he was about 7 years older than me, tried to fight them off, but they just ran him through. I was paralyzed with fear by that time and blacked out. They must have thought I was dead because they just left. When I awoke, my sister was laying on the floor dead as well. I went outside to see a village coated in blood. My friends were dead and my neighbors's bodies were lying out in the street. I didn't know what to do...." he broke off. "My mom always told me that one day when I was a little older, that my family and I were going to take a trip to some hot springs in the nearby village. Of course, that trip was never fulfilled. I lived by myself ever since that day with no friends, so there was nothing to smile about. I focused mainly on my own survival. Happiness wasn't an issue."
Solia retrieved a pack from her room and entered the kitchen, stuffing various food items in it.
After Ardeal was done packing soap, shampoo, a brush for his sister, he entered his room and stuffed some of his clothes into a pack. When he was done, he stared at a necklace comprised of black beads laying on his bedside table. He picked it up and examined. "Who left this here?" he asked out loud. He shrugged his shoulders and put it around his neck, thinking that it looked quite nice.
(Front Room)
Quarry sighed. "My story is a sad one, just like everyone here in this house. I was minding my own business, and this had to be about 12 years ago, when a raid of the queen's soldiers came into my town and slaughtered everyone. I was in my house with my sister, my brother, and my parents. They burst into the house and killed my parents right in front of me. I could only cower in the corner as they lopped their heads off. My mom's startled face gazed at me as her head rolled right beside me. My brother, he was about 7 years older than me, tried to fight them off, but they just ran him through. I was paralyzed with fear by that time and blacked out. They must have thought I was dead because they just left. When I awoke, my sister was laying on the floor dead as well. I went outside to see a village coated in blood. My friends were dead and my neighbors's bodies were lying out in the street. I didn't know what to do...." he broke off. "My mom always told me that one day when I was a little older, that my family and I were going to take a trip to some hot springs in the nearby village. Of course, that trip was never fulfilled. I lived by myself ever since that day with no friends, so there was nothing to smile about. I focused mainly on my own survival. Happiness wasn't an issue."
~Death is Sweet. Embrace it.~
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