A Dying Man

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

The cold night wind blows outside of the gates of Arethor, bringing in a few drafts of snow. It has been a cold winter, quite possibly one of the coldest that has occurred in Renatus. As you bundle up in your clothing whilst wandering around the fountain, you hear the pained screams of a man. They are distant, but piercing and audible. Others begin gathering around you, providing more warmth than you would have had alone. The shrill screaming does not help, though; it only chills your bones even more.

Soon, the screams grow quiet. Minutes pass, and the people gathered around you grow to become bored. Just before you decide to leave, a bang resounds from the front gate. Your head turns towards the source of the noise; a terrified and bleeding man. His throat seems to be torn open, and a slow gush of blood pours from the wound every few seconds. His arms and legs have scratches covering them, leaving small trails of blood along his limbs. A guard nearby calls out, "What happened?!" the dying man, with one final sputter of words and gore, says, "The w-wolves... They are here..."

The man slumps to the ground, his blood puddling up in front of him. Small droplets of scarlet are spread along the pure white snow, corrupting it with darkness. The crowd begins to shift uneasily, hearing this talk of wolves. They can't be that deadly... Can they?

(( Post your character's reaction below! ))

[everblue2er101 906]

Kernith hears a noise from the library. In better weather the window would be open and he would be able to hear anything clearly. But with the snow and the cold it is closed tight, and the sounds are muffled. Usually, he would ignore it. Many strange things happen in Arethor, after all. But this was... stranger than usual. With a sigh, he closes the book he is idly flipping through and stands. Leaving the library, he steps outside and turns right into the main square of the city.

A crowd is gathered, seemingly huddled around something. Kernith is quite curious, and heads closer. Seeing the man, crimson contrasting starkly with the snow, makes him recoil in surprise. "The w-wolves... They are here..." Just then, the man expires. As others rush to him, Kernith draws back. Wolves? he thinks. I have not seen one in many years... They did this? Well, that seems strange... Kernith can't recall ever reading a book about the beasts, and decides to stay in the square to see other reactions.

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

*A man in the robes Magnus used to wear, but black and torn, listens from the shadows apart from the crowd. He lets the wind howl past him, sweeping his robes to the side, his hood nearly falling off, but staying as he stands, unwavering, listening he says softly so that only the few trained to hear soft sounds

"The wolves will always be here. They were here before us, and will be here long after we are rotting flesh and dusty bones lying on a field of dead bodies and blood. We will be the feast of the wolves."

*The man stares with white eyes from under his hood as the wind howls, and scans the crowd before walking off into the screeching winds to the distant sound of wolves howling*

[Badass Imperial Guard 13]

An elvish woman, dressed in red coat, looks at the dead man intently with her only remaining eye.

"Damned mutts, should skin 'em alive... I'd pay to see that..."

Without another word, she walks off to the tavern, going back to her daily routine.

[Lykos 276]

Lykos walks by the man, hearing his sputtering last words.

"Survival of the fittest... Didn't even survive a pack of wolves. Unless..." Lykos quickly snaps to movement and runs out into the wilds around Arethor, weapon drawn.

[Solaba 144]

*Bronn hears a distant howl, and yells "Shut ye damned wolves!". He hears it moments later and gets frusterated, since he is loosing sleep over a dog. He gets out of bed, straps on his belt with his sword, walks out of the Arethor gates and hunts for the damned wolves.*

[[ I always do this in game, I love this RP when the chance comes, and I love how people are like 'Don't go out there!'.]]

[steelersfan1221 300]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.