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Post by Rowan on Aug 26, 2016 15:10:31 GMT -5
Rowan shook their head 'neh heard of et.. is meh gonna be forced to has meh lille bits messed with?' Rowan asks as they have their back facing the forginers.. their hands twitch a little and they breath deeply as they try hard to stiffle the urge to pop skulls for the betrayal and rising panic at their uncertain future.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 26, 2016 15:15:01 GMT -5
The man shrugged. "We have a better idea for now," he said, "but that is later. "For now...you come," he said.
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Post by Rowan on Aug 26, 2016 15:29:51 GMT -5
Rowan shakily says 'ok.. can eh keep meh axes?'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 26, 2016 15:32:40 GMT -5
"Of course not while you're on the ship," the man said. "Alcohol and tight spaces and weapons never mix well. They'll be well cared for. ". The outlaws relax a bit as Ellyn is dragged out.
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Post by Rowan on Aug 26, 2016 17:06:43 GMT -5
'Will ah get em back when we get to where I am being taken? What will the people I have been' Rowan spits the next word.'sold.. to expect of meh?'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 26, 2016 19:29:13 GMT -5
"I don't know. Can you fucking juggle?" The man asked. "This isn't a negotiation. You're coming with us. It's a question of how much it will hurt first."
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Post by Rowan on Aug 26, 2016 19:48:03 GMT -5
Rowan shakes their head vigorously 'Ah dun want it teh hurt.. yeh asked meh to turn around and ah did.. An ah is getting nervous cus yeh just watching meh.. ah can neh help but think yah is wanting meh ass.. yah asnt asked anything else.. what can eh do but try tah guess what yah wants?' Rowan babbles a bit girly like slipping off their axes holder so the men with knives do not cut it off them.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2016 9:30:53 GMT -5
"You can do what we fucking say and not worry about why," the man notes. They take the axes and then gesture to the door. "Time to go."
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Post by Rowan on Aug 27, 2016 10:16:00 GMT -5
Rowan nods stiffly and follows, eyeballing Harris as he passes 'betta go tell ma and uncles ha truth oh why ah gone yeh rat' Rowan exits the house looking mighty pissed off.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2016 10:24:04 GMT -5
The men take Rowan and Ellyn across town to the docks. The streets are oddly quiet. Rowan sees three ships at dock, which has never happened before to his knowledge. He is herded with some other townspeople to the first ship, a fat-hulled galleon whose name he can't see. It appears this is much bigger than just him being sold. Harris may have enslaved the whole damn town.
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Post by Rowan on Aug 27, 2016 10:56:34 GMT -5
Rowan frowns and hisses wordlessly between his teeth as they are hurded aboard with the others
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2016 11:52:09 GMT -5
The people are herded into a giant cargo hold, and Rowan recognizes many. Fires can be seen as the slavers begin sanitizing the town. Screams are starting as those who tried to hide burn or are cut down running.
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Post by Rowan on Aug 27, 2016 12:11:43 GMT -5
Rowan seeths as they see their village destroyed. 'What did yeh tell them Ellyn?'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2016 15:28:39 GMT -5
The woman opens black eyes and stutters a moment. "They...the fucking girl's father went to their reeve," she said. "He must have found out everything...but they must have planned this...much before that," she whispered. "These ships didn't magically appear."
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Post by Rowan on Aug 27, 2016 15:36:23 GMT -5
Rowan growls 'should nah ben soft.. should ah popped both eh skulls en fucked dah crack after'
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