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Chapter 11
by kalanac
So, what now?
Find your master and beg forgiveness
It takes a little while of wandering about the town to find Sir Ulfric. You tell him what happened, more or less, explaining that you were robbed. He is of course furious and he swiftly back hands you, leaving a sore mark on your cheek. "You foolish boy! I send you on one simple errand and not only do you fail, but you lose my money as well!" he says, his face as terrible as thunder. "If I hadn't spent so much money on you, I'd have half a mind to lop your stupid head from your shoulders!" he says, drawing his sword a couple of inches from the scabbard with a grating metal noise that sends shivers of fright down your spine.
"It seems then, we shall be sleeping rough tonight" says Ulfric. He instructs you to get his horse from the stables. On its back there is a travelling pack which includes a canvas that can be pitched with a couple of branches into a small tent. You both head out of the town, he riding, you jogging behind, struggling to keep up. Once a good distance from the town, you begin pitching Ulfric's tent while he tends the horse. You make a pretty good job of it and Ulfric's rage seems to subside a little.
"Make a fire" he commands "it'll be cold tonight".
You get to work gathering firewood and manage to get a small fire going. During this time, Ulfric has removed his over clothes and stands in his undergarments, ready to sleep. Now his bulky clothing is removed, you can see his body more clearly. His arms and legs are thick and muscular from training and battle. A few scars mar his skin here and there, just visible beneath curly auburn hair that covers his body. A thick bush of this hair spreads over his chest and down his flat, toned stomach. His hair is cut longish and his beard is neatly trimmed, a sure sign of nobility, and from beneath heavy brows, piercing brown eyes survey all around him.
He rolls out his bedroll beneath the canvas and settles down for the night. You're left to sleep outside in the mud, still in penance for forcing your new master to sleep rough.
How do you spend the night?
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Indentured
The tale of a young man sold by his father
It's the Middle Ages, Saxon Britain. You're the son of a farmer who landed on hard times and sold you to a slaver to pay of his debts. What fate has in store for you from here on in is unknown. While there is more work to be done, there is one plot line that runs all the way to a definite (happy) conclusion. There are several times when the story might end badly for the protagonist, hopefully preserving the feeling of tension when you first select an option. I will be fleshing out the current adventure line before introducing the others, though I'm always happy for others to pitch in, offer suggestions, or demand I work on something specific (not that it's guaranteed I will). I appreciate feed back, whether to offer suggestions or just to tell me if you enjoyed yourself. Feel free to send me a message with constructive criticism or gushing praise (one can but hope ;) )
Updated on May 5, 2019
by kalanac
Created on Jul 16, 2017
by kalanac
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