Author Topic: The Trials and Tribulations of Sharns choices in life  (Read 5160 times)

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Roleplay from Sharn

The estate manor was a ruin; it had succumbed to the erroding forces of the sand storms that etched away, revealing interesting smooth patterns upon the the stony foundations. Some walls had collapsed due to the absence of maintenance over a period of many moons, and much of the roofing was missing. Carcasses of cattle lay strewn in the fields surrounding the building, many of which showed signs of savagery; probably monsters and undead
How is it possible that people could have survived out here? Sharn wondered.

Still parched, she proceded to explore the interior. She was on the hunt for water. Pulling together a few scraps of wooden debris and dry twigs, she created a make-shift torch, lit it and began to walk the dark corridors investigating each room as she passed.
Now entering the great central hall, the bright moonlight shone down through the ceiling that was once present in the past, now merely an open ceiling of twinkling stars. Through the gaping hole, the moon shone it's focused beam illuminating the giant statue occupying the centre of this great hall. In its crumbling state, the statue was of an unrecognisable figure, the head broken away and had fallen into the pool below--Water!
Sharn rushed to the pool, dunked her head and began lapping up mouthfuls of water, mimicking the likes of an ever-thirsty dog.
The pool was fed by an adjoining well, cleverly disguised into the design of the once important monument.

Now revitalised, she continued her expedition through the ruins of the manor seeking food and a place to set up her tent. At the end of one corridor she entered a room; still intact. It was the old masters chamber with a large oak desk situated within one corner. Upon the desk sat two locked wooden boxes; one was inscribed with the words 'Monster Bounty', the other 'Undead Bounty'. Picking up the monster bounty box, she hurled it against the wall shattering it into tiny splinters. The box was empty. Next she picked up the undead bounty box, spun around in a dancing fashion, launching the second box against the wall. Upon impact, Sharn found herself showered in debris as silver coins bounced off the walls in all directions.

Upon collecting the coins, she discovered her purse now contained 211 silver coins.
A fitting gift for the newly appointed Lady of the Manor! she fantasised, I'm beginning to like this place.
"...Together We Stand, Divided We Fall!..." -- 'Hey You', Pink Floyd