I grab onto a loose block and climb the rest of the way down.
Sneaking past one of the guards I jump off the castle wall and go for a walk in the woods.
"He's got to be here somewhere!" MacMillan yelled, as they searched the dungeon.
"Sir, I found blood! But it looks like he's still in his cell!" a soldier yelled. MacMillan and the others ran over to see for themselves.
"But... then what happened?" he said in confusion.
"You there!" he yelled at the prisoner.
"Hey!" he yelled more loudly.
"Go wake him up." he ordered a nearby soldier.
The soldier walked over to the prisoner, and slapped him. The 'prisoner''s head flew right off.
One of the other soldiers behind MacMillan fell over, making a suspicious splash noise.
"Sir! It's Jenkins!" the soldier yelled, upon inspecting the head.
But that means...
"Stay together, men! He's dressed as one of us!" he yelled, and gave the order to start searching the dungeons, looking for someone who didn't sound familiar to any of them.
((Don't kill MacMillan; but you can kill the others if you want.))
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"Yes, sir!" to faint, but distinct voices yelled from above.
"And why is your armour bloody?" he pressed in a more suspicious tone of voice.
((I didn't kill off anyone else's characters. He said he slit the throat of an NPC and then chained him up, so I did something that interacted with said dead NPC.))
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Brianna hadn't been in town for a while, and the people were less than welcoming. She was looked down upon as a mere hick, with questionable intelligence. She saw another person, who looked as if he had come from the castle. She wiped her bloodied hands on her leathers and aimed her bow. She didn't trust this guy, she didn't trust anyone.
"I know it because Ott and Miller are still alive, and they were guarding the door!" he yelled back.
"And you still haven't answered my question, soldier! There's blood on your armour! What's it doing there?!" he pressed, getting annoyed.
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"A likely story. Get him." he ordered, and the five guards lunged at the newcomer, swords and shields drawn.
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"GET HIM!" MacMillan yelled, and the remainder of the squad sprinted after him.
Alex, hearing the noise, assumed that he had escaped; and stole a warhammer from a nearby armour statue.
"You'll have to excuse me for a moment." he said to the visiting King; and ran towards the dungeons, shouting for any nearby guards to join.
Eventually, he had a mob of about 20 guards and soldiers assembled around the dungeon door; waiting for the assassin to come out.
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Sneaking past one of the guards I jump off the castle wall and go for a walk in the woods.
"Sir, I found blood! But it looks like he's still in his cell!" a soldier yelled. MacMillan and the others ran over to see for themselves.
"But... then what happened?" he said in confusion.
"You there!" he yelled at the prisoner.
"Hey!" he yelled more loudly.
"Go wake him up." he ordered a nearby soldier.
The soldier walked over to the prisoner, and slapped him. The 'prisoner''s head flew right off.
One of the other soldiers behind MacMillan fell over, making a suspicious splash noise.
"Sir! It's Jenkins!" the soldier yelled, upon inspecting the head.
But that means...
"Stay together, men! He's dressed as one of us!" he yelled, and gave the order to start searching the dungeons, looking for someone who didn't sound familiar to any of them.
((Don't kill MacMillan; but you can kill the others if you want.))
((Eeyup. Killing player controlled characters is forbidden without permission from the person controlling the character(s).))
(No. You may not kill me. I won't kill you either.... Yet. Or will I? Muhahahahahahahaha!)
Just to be sure, he yelled,
"OTT, MILLER! YOU STILL ALIVE?!"
"Yes, sir!" to faint, but distinct voices yelled from above.
"And why is your armour bloody?" he pressed in a more suspicious tone of voice.
((I didn't kill off anyone else's characters. He said he slit the throat of an NPC and then chained him up, so I did something that interacted with said dead NPC.))
"Don't move."
"And you still haven't answered my question, soldier! There's blood on your armour! What's it doing there?!" he pressed, getting annoyed.
Alex, hearing the noise, assumed that he had escaped; and stole a warhammer from a nearby armour statue.
"You'll have to excuse me for a moment." he said to the visiting King; and ran towards the dungeons, shouting for any nearby guards to join.
Eventually, he had a mob of about 20 guards and soldiers assembled around the dungeon door; waiting for the assassin to come out.