Mysterious Death

[Meb_KatYT 91]

Vaalkhos Skarnge was on the run. He knew the guards thought he was dangerous and had placed a bounty on his head.

He ducked into the fighting pit as a patrol passed by, clearly looking for him. Someone nearly gave him away, however. The

child he was the temporary guardian of, Rhea.

 

He had found her alone in the woods in a basket, wrapped in a blanket. Even still, she was clearly freezing to death, and he couldn't in

good conscience just leave her to die. Now she was safely inside the city walls and had been warmed up and fed. Vaalkhos with tears in his eyes, lifted Rhea up and placed her into one of the boxes the guards placed their weapons in before sparring. He knew they didn't want her. They were after HIM. He placed a blanket inside and left a note with six words written on it; "Leave her out of this, please."

 

When she was sound asleep, the guards had just completed another round of the city, and so Vaalkhos snuck off, using his knowledge gained while he lived on the streets to his advantage.

 

Quietly, he snuck out the back gate and picked up a sack he had left there earlier containing his weapons and armor. Vaalkhos quietly placed them on a scarecrow and snuck off into the night and the woods. 

 

As he walked he heard the guards shout. They had spotted the scarecrow covered in his armor. But it was too late, as by that point he had slipped quietly into the forest past the farms.

 

As Vaalkhos walked past a pond, he heard a metallic clanking sound... like boots stomping on the ground. He looked around confused and saw no one. As he was about to shrug it off and continue walking however, He felt his torso burst in pain as a polearm of some kind was thrust through his chest, oozing blood like a volcano erupting. He fell, not wanting to cause anymore problems, and accepted that someone had followed him. Less than a second later, Vaalkhos Skarnge was dead, a dent in the back of his head.

 

What he didn't know however, is that no guards followed him...

 

[Qaz_The_Great 1189]

Frowns at the news of the death, "Father guide him."