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He’d not eaten, he’d not slept, nor had he dressed the innumerable wounds that plagued him. Yet, still he trudged forth, through the muck and rain, for he felt no hunger, no tire, nor even pain. A day and a half down the mountainside, and another through the greying woods and meadows, before finally arriving, in this forsaken place. With grey skies and greyer yet faces all around, it was nearly as dead as himself.
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Despite his best efforts to hide his face, there were still those who turned to whisper to one another as he passed. As if the broken blade in his belt, and rent armour that hung from his chest were not to sufficient, he had only imagined the horrific wounds on his face, wretched slices and gouges, the flesh torn apart. Or at least, that is what he had seen upon his comrades, only to assume he bore the same. He hadn’t yet dared to look in the mirror, for fear of what horror may stare back at him. Thus, he wrapped himself in his tattered cloak as best he could, and trudged on through the mud ridden streets.
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Letifer Mourse, that was his name once. Or at least, he’d deduced so. After days (or he hoped only days) of pouring through the quartermasters records, digging up corpses, and sketching faces, he’d come to the conclusion that he was indeed Letifer Mourse, a Knight of the keep of Haltoth.
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But there was something else.
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The quartermaster’s logs had shown that there was a child, who shared his rations and quarter. A boy. He could only assume, only hope, that this was his son.
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And thus was the reason for his arrival here. He’d found no children’s corpses in the mass grave, thus, it was clear that the child did not fall in the raid. He could only hope that he escaped the carnage, and by logic, this would have been his first destination.
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Letifer could not deny that this was likely his homeland. Holtarthen, a burgeoning township, not far from the foot of the mountains. A likely origin for a knight of the keep, not too far into the range.
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The question being, what action would a child take in a situation such as this? By logic, Letifer assumed from the boy’s description that he was somewhere between ten and thirteen years of age. This would make him small, seemingly innocent, and desperate. Thus, Letifer assumed that he would have stolen to survive. And as such, he made his way to the lord’s manor.
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The two shieldsmen at the door were the first to hinder him. The man on the left grabbed him by the shoulder, and shoved him back. He showed a brief moment, not but a second, of confusion, feeling no warmth from the contact, but quickly regained composure.
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"I'd lose the hood, lest you wish to go unsuffered." He uttered, with a grimace.
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Reluctantly, Letifer removed his hood, causing the two shieldsmen to don a face of terror.
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"Be at ease. I am no manner of reaper, gheist, or ill omen." He uttered from his cracked lips, “I beseech someone. A prisoner.”
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One of the shieldsmen nudged the other, whispering, “He’s of the Fell Kin, we best not wrong him.”
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“Wise of you.” Letifer responded, pulling his hood back over his head.
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One of the shieldsmen sighed, turning to his comrade, and quietly muttering, “Fetch the keys.” He sighed again, “Go take a gander at the underhalls. But you’d best make it quick. And uh, you would be a kind… fellow, not to go yackin about in regards to this little favour.”
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“Of course.” Letifer replied, in his usual soft tone.
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Quietly making his way through the doors, he was met with a room illuminated by the warm light of an ornate fireplace on the far side. A staircase enveloped in a faded purple carpet fringed with gold, curled along the left corner, leading to the higher floor. But that was not Letifer’s destination. No. He quietly found his way down the deep places of the manor, where the sun did not penetrate the walls. This is where he passed the wine cellar, and came upon the cells.
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Searching through them, he found only drunkards and madmen. Not a child to be seen.
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“And what would be your business here?”
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Letifer turned to face an ageing man leaned against the archway leading to the cells. Clad in a dark red tunic and trousers, he bore silver hair that found its way down just past his shoulders, and a face veiled in the scars of battle and the ravages of age alike. Surprisingly enough, the elder was not taken aback by the sight of his face.
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“I beseech a child. I have reason to believe he may have been taken here.” Letifer replied.
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The elder was silent for a moment. “My eyes are not what they once were. Come close, let me see your face.”
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Reluctantly, Letifer strode towards the man, prepared to face a terrified recoil upon his proximity.
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“Tell me,” uttered the aging man, “What dealings would Fell Kin have with children? Don’t tell me it was he who slew you.”
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“He is my son, or so I believe.” Letifer responded, setting his eyes to the floor, for but a moment.
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“I have dealt with your kind before, phantom. Left unburied, desecrated, doomed to a living death, until vengeance is wrought. And it is to my knowledge that, assuming you fell with the mountain keep, your memories have rotten with your corpse.” The man explained, “Tell me, what would you know of your former offspring?”
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Letifer sighed, “Forgive me, but that business is mine alone.” he stated, not wanting to recount his ordeal, “And what business would you have in such a foul place as this?”
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“This foul place is my own,” the old man explained, as he stood from his leaning position, “It is a rather undesirable inclusion to my manor.” He proceeded to introduce himself, holding out his hand to shake, “I am the Earl Dascule, and you are?”.
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Letifer took his hand, answering his question, “Sir Letifer Mourse, my lord, if my deductions are correct.”
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“A fell knight?” asked the Earl, “Well, I suppose I should be without surprise.”
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A voice called from the wine cellar, “Phantom?”
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“Perhaps not a monster. Perhaps a man.” The 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqXgYaMLay4
He’d not eaten, he’d not slept, nor had he dressed the innumerable wounds that plagued him. Yet, still he trudged forth, through the muck and rain, for he felt no hunger, no tire, nor even pain. A day and a half down the mountainside, and another through the
greying woods and meadows, before finally arriving, in this forsaken place. With grey skies and greyer yet faces all around, it was nearly as dead as himself. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ63hj5J9d9q
Despite his best efforts to hide his face, there were still those who turned to whisper to one another as he passed. As if the broken blade in his belt, and rent armour that hung from his chest were not to sufficient, he had only imagined the horrific wounds on his face, wretched slices and gouges, the flesh torn apart. Or at least, that is what he had seen upon his comrades, only to assume he bore the same. He hadn’t yet dared to look in the mirror, for fear of what horror may stare back at him. Thus, he wrapped himself in his tattered cloak as best he could, and trudged on through the mud ridden streets.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡocXW3kev9q
Letifer Mourse, that was his name once. Or at least, he’d deduced so. After days (or he hoped only days) of pouring through the quartermasters records, digging up corpses, and sketching faces, he’d come to the conclusion that he was indeed Letifer Mourse, a Knight of the keep of Haltoth. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgWftPbsjVB
But there was something else. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr7Thu5Mvuk
The quartermaster’s logs had shown that there was a child, who shared his rations and quarter. A boy. He could only assume, only hope, that this was his son. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyI8m5WyJ7A
And thus was the reason for his arrival here. He’d found no children’s corpses in the mass grave, thus, it was clear that the child did not fall in the raid. He could only hope that he escaped the carnage, and by logic, this would have been his first destination. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0NhnNJH6r4
Letifer could not deny that this was likely his homeland. Holtarthen, a burgeoning township, not far from the foot of the mountains. A likely origin for a knight of the keep, not too far into the range. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXp5dCp8gwc
The question being, what action would a child take in a situation such as this? By logic, Letifer assumed from the boy’s description that he was somewhere between ten and thirteen years of age. This would make him small, seemingly innocent, and desperate. Thus, Letifer assumed that he would have stolen to survive. And as such, he made his way to the lord’s manor. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgxI3WK6jZz
The two shieldsmen at the door were the first to hinder him. The man on the left grabbed him by the shoulder, and shoved him back. He showed a brief moment, not but a second, of confusion, feeling no warmth from the contact, but quickly regained composure.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBEhMjS8szy
"I'd lose the hood, lest you wish to go unsuffered." He uttered, with a grimace.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlNisHWU1dt
Reluctantly, Letifer removed his hood, causing the two shieldsmen to don a face of terror.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKqggs2NXZS
"Be at ease. I am no manner of reaper, gheist, or ill omen." He uttered from his cracked lips, “I beseech someone. A prisoner.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd3TniMj9gt
One of the shieldsmen nudged the other, whispering, “He’s of the Fell Kin, we best not wrong him.”690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeNKcqUYFy3
“Wise of you.” Letifer responded, pulling his hood back over his head.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYd3AmCSiXz
One of the shieldsmen sighed, turning to his comrade, and quietly muttering, “Fetch the keys.” He sighed again, “Go take a gander at the underhalls. But you’d best make it quick. And uh, you would be a kind… fellow, not to go yackin about in regards to this little favour.”690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyZcGgLn5o8
“Of course.” Letifer replied, in his usual soft tone. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSar27DhIPx
Quietly making his way through the doors, he was met with a room illuminated by the warm light of an ornate fireplace on the far side. A staircase enveloped in a faded purple carpet fringed with gold, curled along the left corner, leading to the higher floor. But that was not Letifer’s destination. No. He quietly found his way down the deep places of the manor, where the sun did not penetrate the walls. This is where he passed the wine cellar, and came upon the cells. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPtGcKEjwUn
Searching through them, he found only drunkards and madmen. Not a child to be seen.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK7eTG45Zgx
“And what would be your business here?”690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ4Os02ranr
Letifer turned to face an ageing man leaned against the archway leading to the cells. Clad in a dark red tunic and trousers, he bore silver hair that found its way down just past his shoulders, and a face veiled in the scars of battle and the ravages of age alike. Surprisingly enough, the elder was not taken aback by the sight of his face. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8I12ccMp9X
“I beseech a child. I have reason to believe he may have been taken here.” Letifer replied.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkqE7zxkihc
The elder was silent for a moment. “My eyes are not what they once were. Come close, let me see your face.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmzeOtrzcIE
Reluctantly, Letifer strode towards the man, prepared to face a terrified recoil upon his proximity. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Mfaiyshnh
“Tell me,” uttered the ageing man, “What dealings would Fell Kin have with children? Don’t tell me it was he who slew you.”690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTmNev9w0UK
“He is my son, or so I believe.” Letifer responded, setting his eyes to the floor, for but a moment. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmM2rDp3KCM
“I have dealt with your kind before, phantom. Left unburied, desecrated, doomed to a living death, until vengeance is wrought. And it is to my knowledge that, assuming you fell with the mountain keep, your memories have rotten with your corpse.” The man explained, “Tell me, what would you know of your former offspring?” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPMtDsX81Mw
Letifer sighed, “Forgive me, but that business is mine alone.” he stated, not wanting to recount his ordeal, “And what business would you have in such a foul place as this?” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj5wB8TUarU
“This foul place is my own,” the old man explained, as he stood from his leaning position, “It is a rather undesirable inclusion to my manor.” He proceeded to introduce himself, holding out his hand to shake, “I am the Earl Dascule, and you are?”. 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7acGbDpG2
Letifer took his hand, answering his question, “Sir Letifer Mourse, my lord, if my deductions are correct.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv0Apcf0tSk
“A fell knight?” asked the Earl, “Well, I suppose I should be without surprise.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNnu5onS2rB
A voice called from the wine cellar, “Phantom?” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4t9JpFcGSP
“Perhaps not a monster. Perhaps a man.” The Earl called back to his shieldsman, “Leave us.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI0B0YWosXo
Entering the archway, the soldier took a quick bow, “Apologies, my lord.”, before quickly taking his leave.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEApAJySNRO
The Earl sighed, “My roundsmen brought a child but a fortnight ago, saying he stole a loaf of bread. I fed him, shoed him, and sent him on his way. Last I saw, he was heading west.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4pB1XBl1aG
“My thanks to you, my lord. You are a generous man.” Letifer replied, as he began to take his leave.690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGWR8CzkR14
“So I suppose you’re not to stay for supper?” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKFhIbvdyIU
Letifer turned for a moment, “No, I suppose not.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZOvZn2XqJM
“Do be careful in your search.” The Earl called to him, “There are many who see less than I.” 690Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡabwP1mR4S8
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