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 Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 1:45 pm
Dark and dim are the woods just outside the walls of the fort that sits just by the shallow waters of the sea. Just up yonder there is a port, but this is where a lot of action had occurred before with the pirates. It's here we find a devious young woman, seeming to be a pirate or no good'n of sorts as she's dressed quite unbecoming of a lady of the time. With her she had a black horse, trailing behind and on her back she had arrows. Somewhere with her you could hear the clanking of a sword and ye' knew she was trouble.
The woman was tall and slender, about five foot seven with sleek black hair. She was clearly not of nobility as her skin was darkened by the sunlight that had hug the day prior. Her eyes were a dark brown, nearly black as well and she peered over the ocean as if she were searching for something off in the distance. The sand shifted under her booted feet, her torn up trousers handing on for dear life as she trudged.
When the moon hit her just right you'd swear she were a demon, but that couldn't be the case as the people had "driving the devil out". Little did they know she was a lady of the woods, living there and hiding in the day only to wonder the shore and town by night. Rumors of the Satan would had spread and yet no one had believed that such a person existed for there were no true witnesses to be had. Could this be because of her blood tarnished blade or just the will of the way, keeping those from knowing what they mustn't.
In any case, the waves crashed in against the sand and the woman continued on under the light of the moon.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 2:05 pm
((I'm confused. What is your character? Is she a pirate or a woods woman? The horse and arrows indicate the later, but you use phrasing that seems to indicate she's a pirate. But a pirate wouldn't take a horse on a ship, nor have much time to care for one. And if she lived in the woods, she would be known only as a woods woman and not a pirate. There doesn't seem to be anything that shouts pirate except you saying that she appeard so... I'm sorry, I'm just confused...))
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 2:10 pm
Tunes14 ((I'm confused. What is your character? Is she a pirate or a woods woman? The horse and arrows indicate the later, but you use phrasing that seems to indicate she's a pirate. But a pirate wouldn't take a horse on a ship, nor have much time to care for one. And if she lived in the woods, she would be known only as a woods woman and not a pirate. There doesn't seem to be anything that shouts pirate except you saying that she appeard so... I'm sorry, I'm just confused...)) ((the point was to have a rather disorienting appearance.. it is foreshadowing her behavior and personality... ^_^ see that now?))
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 2:36 pm
((Ok, that makes sense. ^_^ Thank you.))
A man with well-kept, brown hair tied back behind his head and light brown eyes, stood atop the grassline, keeping a safe distance from the forest to which the villagers pointed their superstitions. He spotted the woman, whom he had, at such a distance, mistaken to be a man. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that she was indeed a woman with indecent dress. The way the moon shone upon her reminded him of the villigers' tales of demons. But he shook such thoughts from his head, as it was not appropriate for a man of the law to get caught up in such thoughts.
He, wore a uniform of deep blue with a gold trim and gold buttons lined down the front. He had heard rumors of a demon around the village, and with her inapproriate manner of dress, she seemed quite a suspicious character. He would go talk to her; prove to himself the foolishness of the villagers' claims and then proceed to arrest her for her inapropriate dress. He stepped down onto the beach and made his way toward her.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 2:53 pm
Tunes14 ((Ok, that makes sense. ^_^ Thank you.)) A man with well-kept, brown hair tied back behind his head and light brown eyes, stood atop the grassline, keeping a safe distance from the forest to which the villagers pointed their superstitions. He spotted the woman, whom he had, at such a distance, mistaken to be a man. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that she was indeed a woman with indecent dress. The way the moon shone upon her reminded him of the villigers' tales of demons. But he shook such thoughts from his head, as it was not appropriate for a man of the law to get caught up in such thoughts. He, wore a uniform of deep blue with a gold trim and gold buttons lined down the front. He had heard rumors of a demon around the village, and with her inapproriate manner of dress, she seemed quite a suspicious character. He would go talk to her; prove to himself the foolishness of the villagers' claims and then proceed to arrest her for her inapropriate dress. He stepped down onto the beach and made his way toward her. **grass line **villagers' **inappropriate The scuffing of the man's footsteps drew the horse's attention and the woman looked over at it was if she knew it were trying to talk to her before letting her dark eyes fall on the man. Here we go again Majesty... she thought to the horse before kicking a clump of sand up, knowing it would be about her clothing and her appearance. She couldn't blame the people for trying to burn her as she really wasn't a woman of purity or what they liked to call "common sense" and "morality". Those things were for suckers if it was going by there book as this woman was clearly free as a bird to do as she pleased and yet still bound to something. What could this something be? She dropped her gaze from the man, pretending as if she didn't see or hear him on his way. Her eyes shifted back over the water. -she would fight if she needed to and dump his corpse in the forest for it to rot and fester with all those that are vial. Surely a man dressed so finely has done his fair share of sins. Perhaps I'll make him one more. I devilish grin swept across her smooth think lips, stained with a slight red hue as if she had been someone important before.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 3:08 pm
The man cleared his throat as he neared her, so as not to startle an armed woman. "Mam, you are violating the code with your dress. I insist that you come with me." He looked around - only the sea and the woods to which she could run. The sea would get her nowhere and no woman of any caliber could really survive in the woods; not with all the beasts that roamed within. And while demonic women may be rumors, those beasts were not.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 2:01 pm
Tunes14 The man cleared his throat as he neared her, so as not to startle an armed woman. "Mam, you are violating the code with your dress. I insist that you come with me." He looked around - only the sea and the woods to which she could run. The sea would get her nowhere and no woman of any caliber could really survive in the woods; not with all the beasts that roamed within. And while demonic women may be rumors, those beasts were not. ((well done, but perhaps a better impression based on her appearance in order to lengthen your post. By visiting the inside of a person's mind, you can tell a lot more with out moving the storyline on too fast! ^_^ )) Bright green eyes snapped up from under the mop of disheveled hair, wincing, "do you honestly think that it's my choice to violate your stupid dress codes?" The woman was clearly not living the rich life and it wasn't a surprise that her clothes weren't to par as a result of it. She dropped her gaze for a moment and made like she was crying, forcing tears from her eyes as she moved closer to the boy, "c-could you please help me?" She pressed herself against the man, looking up at him with tear-filled eyes now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 12:27 am
The man, Samuel Harrison was taken off guard by the woman. If this was a woman in need, then it was certainly his duty to assist her to the best of his ability as an officer! And above that, he had proven himself correct in thinking that she was simply a woman, and certainly no demon at that! And as an officer of the law it was his duty to - but wait; is that not her horse? Horses were reserved for nobility and knights and such, or perhaps even the merchants who could afford to care for one. But certainly not a woman who couldn't afford to dress herself properly! In such light, she could not be as poor as she was suggesting - unless, of course, the horse was stolen. In either case, something was amiss. "Mam, I would be pleased to do you assistance, however, I am inclined to ask; who's horse would that be?"
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 1:54 pm
The woman continued on with her act of a victim, blinking and rubbing her eyes, "I-I don't know... I found it out there in the woods and it's been following me ever since..." Okay... so maybe that wasn't the whole truth, but it sounded better on her behalf than I'm a half demon b***h out to devour the fools that bother me on my path in the woods. I eat them for breakfast and this horse is the only one smart enough to not try and escape my wicked grasp! Yes, that would sound terrible since she did only kill out of 'defense'.
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