Looking For A Worthy Ending...

[kido122 23]

As you walk along the Highway you suddenly find a piece of torn parchment slapped in your face from the wind, it appears to have flew off from a near by tree, the parchment reads...

 

"Hello name be Arnor Viteli and I am of human decent, I will not lie I am getting older and older as the years pass me by and at the age of thirty one my time of an adventurous life is coming to a rather sudden end and I wish to fill it with what I can when I am still able to keep up with many of the younger lads and lasses. I have mostly led a simple life, but I have had my fair share of battles and have the scars to prove it. My past is not the a story full of riches and exploits but a story of simplicity and at times some "adventurous" times. In my younger days I worked in a small mercenary group, I was a nothing really worth mentioning, just a mere foot soldier, Eventually I drifted into a Naval career, sailing around the coasts for several years as a crew hand on a merchant vessel, those I have been my two of my most important periods in my life, later I ran a was a advisor to the head of small town, a bar owner, farmer, and now I'm here, a drifter moving from job to job. As you can tell my story is very spread out, but with it like that I have had the opportunity to experience the world, but I don't want it to end just yet. I am not as I use to be but I can still keep up with the younger lads, most of the time and my age brings some wisdom. I am not young, I am not valuable, but I am loyal, an I am capable, I wish my story to have a ending worth telling."

 

Upon finishing reading the note you decided to pin it back up on the tree out of kindness...

[meg 1994]

Lumia grins, as she mumbles..

 

"We'll ah'll be! A pig tha' actually wants tuh be my dinne'r!"

 

((If you're asking for some sort of arranged PK, you could be eaten by my frostie if that suits you :3))

[CloakandDagger 134]

((Dude... you should get crucified; like the entire treatment from start to finish.))

[3andD 1722]

-Goddard holds the crumbled parchment in his right hand, his left stationed with his horses reigns. Pulling stop to his horse he slides off and pins the letter back onto the oak. Pulling his eating knife and carving the Lorraine cross then clasping his hands together in prayer.-

"Creator, true his name. Please, guide this man through the darkness. Guide this man through the darkness to the beacon of light, hold the torch so he can see through this void. Pave the roads so he may walk it, pave it all the way to the church. I beg you to show this man the light in the faith, bring him to the church so he may learn. I ask as your humble servant, and so we shall."

-Goddard takes a moment, holding his hands in prayer before mounting his horse. It was time to gather at the Conclave.-

[Filthy Peasant 12]

*A tall, hooded man in black, blood-stained and tattered robes yelps as the note makes impact with his face, he looks it over and grins, posting his reply on a nearby tree, the ink that he uses is a dark red color, nearly black*

 

"You seem like an interesting person, I must say... If you don't mind Dwarves, I can offer something that one may consider to be a worthy end. If you wish to die with a blade in your hand, with your enemies broken and bloodied at your feet, you only need to contact me... I look forward to meeting you."

 

Signed,

"The Wolf"

 

((My MC name is Whisperedshadows.))

 

*He nods at his reply, walking away at a slow pace*

[Filthy Peasant 12]

-Snip-

[AndrewTech 3334]

*Mandru Scott sees the note. Reading it, a tear comes up in his eye. He wonders what will happen as he himself gets older and older, as jobs and oprotunities come and go, as he wonders around, healing people as he goes, no one stopping to listen once to his wisdom, or even thank him for his help. He wonders what his own ending will be, and how he will be remembered... He waves these thoughts off, cursing himself. Scott decides to save the philosophy for later, and writes but one personal response, pinning it under the original note:*

May you find the guild you seek. I cannot offer you a job of glorious combat and battle, but I wish you luck. The Grand Adventure never ends for those willing to pursue it. My personal belief is that healing people is the most honorable ending a man can have, for you die knowing that you have saved others, and you smile as the darkness fades in, knowing your life has been meaningful. I hope you find the ending to your story that you want.

--M. Scott

*Scott walks away, hoping the man finds the ending he wants.*

[TornadoWatch 364]

Jonathan Black looks up at the note, shaking his head and smirking to himself. If thirty one was old, Uthor, Mirtok, Godfrey, and especially Boiendl may as well be skeletons. Who said that thirty one was over the hill? He wasn't even getting started yet.

[Boomack21 124]

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