NoTW XX: Pursuit of Havoc and the Five Pointed Pentagon- Role Call

Pinman

Pinman

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I'm not going to bother reposting anything, but with Dissensions having come to a standstill, this NoTW will be starting very shortly.

As such, I need everybody to reconfirm their interest if they signed up, and I am still accepting new signups. I will start this up asap.

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Kol.7
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In. :)

(10 char.)
 
Confirm'd. :salute:
 
Why not add this in:D:

Introduction

The day was warm in the lands of the Hippus nomads, with the heat of the sun broken only by an occasional breeze. Silent and empty plains lay uninhabited in all directions, and there were no signs of habitation in evidence anywhere.

So the man walking through the desert was somewhat of an oddity, somewhat out of place. His clothing was ripped and torn in multiple places, and bright blue eyes shined out of his face. Eyes like those could not be found for miles, not until you reached the sea.

The man seemed to tire from the desert heat, and drew to a halt. When he gazed out towards the sky, a bit of blood was revealed on his tunic. This was especially odd because he had no wound, it could not be his blood. He dropped a small satchel that he carried at his side, revealing a glint of gold and a small figurine for a moment. Grunting, he kicked the bag into the desert. It was of no use to him anymore.

Having taken a short break the man continued on his journey. He was not headed back to his native lands, or more aptly seas. No, he was sure to be a dead man should he return. Instead, he was heading to a place of his own making, his last refuge as it were. On this next journey though, he would have no help to travel, so he moved quickly. Capture would bring swift death.

With so much walking left to be done, the man allowed his mind to detach. His thoughts turned to the statue and gold that he had retrieved. His pursuers could not have realized what he had done. They did not know the secrets of the statue, and with luck they would never learn them. When combined with gold……it brought considerable power.

One week Later

Finally, after a long trek, the man breached the endless desert and arrived at a small Hippus village. It appeared deserted, its inhabitants having left long ago. The village was familiar to its visitor. He had seen it before, on his last trip to the place. Shivering slightly, the man walked into a house seemingly at random. He looked around quickly, as if searching for something. Eventually, he located a small cabinet and opened it, adding the contents to a small bag that he had acquired.

With his work done, the man sat down on the floor and went to sleep, in preparation for the final segment of his journey.

In the middle of the night, a sound awoke him. The sound of creaking floorboards, as if somebody else was in the house. The man stirred abruptly, and grabbed a small silver knife from his belt. He moved quickly towards the door, and then hid at the side, waiting…waiting….

The door opened slowly, and the silhouette of a man appeared in the room. Without hesitation, the traveler grabbed his mouth, and stabbed him through the neck. With that the intruder let out a final breath and toppled to the floor, spilling his red blood onto the floorboards. Having disposed of the threat for the moment, the man took a cursory glance at the man’s face. The identity of the man he had killed came as somewhat of a shock, but he knew that he would have to deal with him eventually. A similar search through the man’s pockets revealed a small piece of paper, with his picture on it. Next to the picture were the words “Bounty: 30 000 pounds of gold”.

This disturbing piece of information robbed the man of any chance of sleep. He heard others outside in the village, and he had to be away. His deck was not an empty one, and if his pursuers followed him into his sanctuary he could finish them, but not here, not now.

It was time to be off thought the traveler, who also went by another name. He was also called Captain Pinman Riverking, formerly of the now shipwrecked Nightingale, and a priest of the Ashen Veil.
 
Playing as usual.
 
HUZZAH!!

In, if you already didn't get that.
 
Reporting for duty.
 
Ready to participate! (and get lynched/murdered/sacrificed by my own team to use an ability)
 
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