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  • The village raid


    SoulReaper
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    It was the beginning of fall, the weather was not too hot but not chilling either, leaves were beginning to turn all sorts of shades from red to yellow, some already falling from the trees and being swept into neat piles to keep the paths clear for any of the kings knights should they happen through the small village. 

    Amara was a young woman, though she looked a lot younger than she was, she would often be mistaken for a child. It irritated her how small and frail she was, surely no man would want such a pitiful creature she thought as she stared out her window, it was dusk and everything was quiet and peaceful, a little too quiet for this time of day. She got up and walked over to her bed, perhaps she would get a peaceful nights rest for once. She laid down and closed her eyes, drifting off into a light sleep.

    She woke to the sounds of screaming and panic, the village's warning bell ringing in her ears, the sound was almost deafening. She scrambled out of bed and to her window, houses were on fire and people were being trampled on the ground by the massive wave of villagers trying to find safety, if she went out there surely she'd be trampled like the others, her short stature making her nearly invisible to their panicked gaze. She could do nothing but wait at this point, till the crowd was gone and she could safely run towards freedom. She took this time to pack some of her belongings, only freezing when she heard the sounds of horses and shouts coming from outside, she grabbed her bag and ran back to the window, the crowd was being... herded? Anyone who tried to break away was shot with an arrow or sliced down by a sword, Amara ducked down under her window as one of the men scanned the area, she had no idea if they'd spotted her or not, nor what they'd do if they found her, she sucked in a quick breath and ran down to her mother's room, finding the room was empty, she sighed in relief remembering her parents were away on a merchant's errand. If she could just...her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone kicking in the door downstairs, she cursed silently and tried to find a place to hide. I'll playing the male soldier 

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