The lamp flickered dimly in the winter night, small snowflakes drifting around its faint light. The town guard was nodding off, arms crossed over his chest. His cheeks were a rosy red as he slept, and his breath puffed out steadily in front of him. Had he been awake, he would have seen the shadowy figure darting by him.
The figure made their way through the village, through the rows of houses, their mind set on their target. The night was their perfect cover, their cloak hiding their identity. The figure crept into a window, moving slowly through the hut. Their victim rested softly in their bed. The deed was done quickly, a knife plunging into the throat of the sleeping person.
A strangled gurgle escaped the throat of the victim, as they shot up suddenly, grasping at the air for help. A wet cough sprayed blood over the bed in front of them, but the assailant was gone. They had slipped into the night, as silently as they came.
The fresh snow hid any traces of wrongdoing as the village woke up. The usual greetings were said, and the work was started. The town guard swapped out, from one sleepy man to the next, and none suspected the bloodshed that had happened the night prior.
As the sun slowly rose, the villagers noticed one was not among their number. They called her name, searching the village for her. The village was shocked when they finally discovered her body, brutally murdered in the night. Suspicions were sparked instantly, with people accusing one another of wrongdoing.
A blade slipped, from palm to palm, as the discussion was ringing around the townspeople. Sinister, knowing glances were cast between a few people in the group. Things were going perfectly according to plan.
Day 1 start
The figure made their way through the village, through the rows of houses, their mind set on their target. The night was their perfect cover, their cloak hiding their identity. The figure crept into a window, moving slowly through the hut. Their victim rested softly in their bed. The deed was done quickly, a knife plunging into the throat of the sleeping person.
A strangled gurgle escaped the throat of the victim, as they shot up suddenly, grasping at the air for help. A wet cough sprayed blood over the bed in front of them, but the assailant was gone. They had slipped into the night, as silently as they came.
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The fresh snow hid any traces of wrongdoing as the village woke up. The usual greetings were said, and the work was started. The town guard swapped out, from one sleepy man to the next, and none suspected the bloodshed that had happened the night prior.
As the sun slowly rose, the villagers noticed one was not among their number. They called her name, searching the village for her. The village was shocked when they finally discovered her body, brutally murdered in the night. Suspicions were sparked instantly, with people accusing one another of wrongdoing.
A blade slipped, from palm to palm, as the discussion was ringing around the townspeople. Sinister, knowing glances were cast between a few people in the group. Things were going perfectly according to plan.
Day 1 start
Big fan of RP and mafia games, also super hyped for ArtFight this year Oh and I also used to be Dragonclaw101 Clayton Academy |