Roleplay from Newton
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They gave me da boot. think They were afraid of me. But I bet the big man drove them to it.
Long ago, it was just me Ma, me Da and little Amy. They told me they weren't my real ma and da, but found me when I was little. Raised me. We kept goats in the pen, and Da used to hit rocks into all kinds of shapes and cart them to his depot by the road. Sometimes men with horses and wagons will come for the rocks and leave us a new goat. I had no talent for hitting rocks. Da said it was an art. Says I can't just smash it. But I liked hitting things. Once when I was really small a wolf tried to pounce on me while I was looking at the goats. I hit it in the eye, hard. And I liked it.
I watched the family goats growing up. I guarded our herd from wolves and big cats that try to eat our goats. I learnt to make rocks real sharp. I threw them at wolves that try to eat our goats. They would howl and bark as my rocks tear into their ugly faces, and usually run away after that. I kept a club in case any got too close. It was my birthday present. Amy made it for me. It is the only thing I really own now. It is my own, my precious.
When I grew bigger I began to notice Amy. She was soft and smelled nice. Not like the goats, smelly and hairy. We would frolic among the goats together, hand in hand, and roll around on the grass touching each other and moving like we see da and ma always do every night. I still remember her creamy long hair whipped into my face as the cold wind washed over us while she giggled and laughed. The nubs of her ripening chest pressed against me as we tickled each other. The warmth of her smooth skin and the kiss of her soft breath as we lay together in the night for heat. We were the only boy and girl for hundreds of miles, and somehow we thought we'd always marry each other.
Then the big man came. He was a head taller than Da, and always wore metal clothes along with his mean look. He made Da build him a "manor" on a mountain top. It was like a stone cottage many times the size of ours but only one man lived in it. Da worked on it for weeks and always came back tired. Every day Amy and I would take the big man food. He also took Da's pretty rocks, but didn't give anything back for it. Then one day I caught him touching Amy like I always do, like I see ma and da do to each other. He was on top of her like the billies do to the does. Amy was crying, and it made me angry. I shouted at him. He scowled at me with his big brushy eyes. Then he was all over me, his metaled fist slammed into me again and again.
I woke up in pain in my own bed the next day. Then Da came and told me I had to leave. Said it was for everyone's good. Da was afraid of the big man because he was bigger. He was always afraid of making him angry. I set off on the road with my club, my tunic and some sharp rocks, trodding off to wherever my feet takes me. I try not to think about home, because it makes me think about Amy and what the big man is doing to her. Sometimes I dream about her in the dark, and it makes me cry, but I'm a big boy now. Soon I'll be a man, and then I'll be able to fight anyone.
(OOC: This was not written by me (I did some minor edits), but the player of Lacedaemon family after an IRC discussion about my advy spawning in a 3 population region that hates Lukon. I liked it so thought I'd share and base my character off it. Feel free to consider the lord mentioned in the roleplay to be some previous lord; I don't mean to roleplay your character's actions here. For all I care, the 'big man' could be any self-important noble, including some knight in an estate, or even the noble's steward.)
