A peaceful evening gone sour

[kuerbis 3802]

A PEACEFUL EVENING GONE SOUR

How could such a beautiful evening turn so sour? How could this happen?
Those were queries Laurentina Helvets would be asking herself forever and a day after the violent assault her father and she were subject to within their very abode.
Disturbed and afraid - or unable - to shut her eyes, the helvetii youngster crept through the halls of their home.

Blood that had been spilled in their drawing room had since been scrubbed away by their two trusted household attendants, Matilda and Gertrude. They were unable, however, to clean away the blood spots from the paneling of their wall - or the memories that would stain Laura’s mind.

“NO!” she shrieked as one of the robbers lifted his blide to strike her father. Despite being terrified for her life, the child did not wish to see him injured - so she tried to latch herself onto the attacker’s arm before he could hit the Duke. Thomas, however, had his fatherly instincts take over and pushed Laura out of the way, only to be struck by the assailant's sword. The Duke of Cathalon tumbled to the mahogany floor as blood began to form a small puddle under him.

Wide eyed and now drenched in her own father’s blood, the Helvets stared at the green-eyed attacker that now stomped towards her with heavy steps. She let out a piercing scream and did the one thing that came to her mind:
Run. Get help.

And run, she did. The helmeted robber dragged her father away as she bolted out the front door. The man that had struck her followed behind, trying to catch the slippery youth - but in a stroke of good fortune - or fate - she managed to reach the steed they had left in front of the door.
She swung herself onto it and rode to Providence, the Orenian Capital. “HELP! HELP!” she screamed all the way. As the white walls of the imperial city glistering in the morning sun began appearing on the horizon, a wave of relief washed over her. In a quick gallop, Laurentina rode into the city and disturbed the peaceful business around the market square. She got the attention of four citizens who were quick to follow the Helvets.

Upon arriving back at Cheval Hall, the estate seemed to be in even more disarray.

“PA!” screeched the hysterical girl, trying to find the duke. A weak rumble came from upstairs and Laurentina and her rescuers made haste to find the source of the noise.

There he was, the duke - bleeding heavily. Thanks to Lady Diana d’Azor’s quick thinking and medical knowledge, he was patched up. Though pale around the nose, he would survive.

The two robbers left with what they had stolen - and the helvetii Lord and his youngest child were left with a house in disarray and their lives.

Later, the two ISA officers arrived and took their report. Laura could scarcely remember any of their questions since her whole attention was upon her father. The man that almost lost his life to allow her to escape. The man that protected her - whenever he could. She wrapped her arms around his arm, finally allowing herself to weep over the events that had transpired.

As she could not sleep well after everything, Laura made two drawings - one of each attacker. She submitted both to the ISA to help them identify and catch the ‘bad guys’.
 

 

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BAD GUY 1:


BAD GUY 2:

 

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Spoiler

OOC: Just a quick retelling of the events that happened yesterday evening! A quick thank you to everyone involved, it was very interesting RP.

 

[Fishy 2709]

Later that eve, once properly tended, Thomas read to his daughter Laurentina a story as he had promised that night from his sickbed.