roleplay Losing a Lover Too Soon

[SophiaTsu 185]

It was late at night. Amadeo Clay was lurking around Ruswick as she normally did, tending to the plants and turtles and whatnot. She peeked inside the empty casino, looked around the quiet markets, and realized happily that one place she could always expect company would be the home of her lover. Swifty Sam.

She made her way up the stairs, almost skipping. She couldn’t wait to open the door, to see his face-

“Ave Lauriel.”

It was written sloppily in blood by the door, which was left ajar. Her hand flew to her mouth as a gasp escaped. The bones in her body shook, the bread that she was carrying in her basket to share with her loved one had been dropped onto the dirty ground. 

“Maellius!” She screamed from Cliffview 3, trembling. Maellius Aldearch dashed over, cutting short his conversation with one of their neighbors, to find Amadeo on her knees, back slouched, defeated, as she stared at the blood. 

Maellius helped up his long-time friend and assisted her inside the violated home. Amadeo refused to raise her eyes from the floor, dry sobbing heavily as she was dragged through the living area. That was, until she heard Maellius suck in air and on instinct looked up.

There was blood. Everywhere.

All over the sheets, all over the bed itself. Amadeo couldn’t help but collapse next to the frame, the tears finally escaping her eyes. “HE’S DEAD!” She screamed as Maellius followed her to the ground and hugged her from behind. “HE’S DEAD!” Maellius patted her back gently, trying to comfort her but her mind was far from that room. She grabbed hold of the corner of the bed-sheet, holding on for dear life.

Maellius whispered, “Amadeo, I am so sorry...” And pulled her into a tighter grasp.

It was only a few somber moments after that, that, out of sheer stubbornness, her eyes dried. Though still pink and puffy in the face, Amadeo raised herself up by the support of the wall and glared at the bloodied sheet still in her hand.

“They killed him. Now they’ll kill me. I hafta leave.”

 

[HadvarAvMitteland 557]

Stefan, an old friend of Swifty Sam's was told the news. His head tips in respect, tears mositening his Lorraine armour. "What would Sam do in a time like this..." He says in a French accent. Suddenly, as if a lightbulb lit up above his head he started packing his bags. "I must save them...I must do it for him." He would leave Darrowmere, kitted up for battle as he marched towards Ruswick. 

 

After a long journey, Setfan made it to Ruswick to find a teared up Amadeo Clay sat outside. He walked up and introduced himself hastily, wasting no time, "Amadeo come, I am Stefan do not hesitate or you'll die! You're a wanted woman." They fled, to an unknown location where they would go into hiding until the perils and actions of Swifty Sam followed them no more.

 

Signed,

 

Stefan, Squire of Lorraine.

[TheBelidle 65]

“Such a pity.” Jubilant Jack would mutter as he watched the scene unfold upon his own eyes, expressing his usual and common frown of pity upon her. Shaking his head as he makes his way out of Ruswick.

[growingivy 3382]

Emilienne Onfroi would sigh from wherever she may have been, “We should have never done what we did. It has hurt too many. But too many to take back.”