Indentured
The tale of a young man sold by his father
Chapter 1 by kalanac
The cart rocks back and forth as the horse pulls it along the uneven road, jostling you about. So far you've managed to wedge yourself between the other goods to avoid being slammed about. "Other goods", god above, to think you are now someone's damned property! You glare at the rough planks of the floor as you think back to the day your father sold you. The drunk old sot could barely feed himself, let alone run a farm. If it weren't for you the farm would be a barren plot of dust. While you worked in the fields, day after day, your father slept off a nights heavy drinking.
When the landlord came to collect the rent, it wasn't a surprise that the old fart didn't have enough coin after the cold snap ruined half the harvest, but you weren't expecting him to sell you! Ungrateful old fuck. You quietly hope that he starves to or catches the plague. Still, you probably won't ever see him again, so he might as well be dead for all you care.
You feel the cart grind to a halt, the wheel's rhythmic squeak coming to an end with a final drawn out screech. Outside you hear a muffled conversation:
"Halt! Who goes?"
You've not heard the voice before, probably a guard.
"Hogarth, I'm here to trade!"
That's the merchant who bought you from your father. An unpleasant man. Time hasn't been kind to him and from the looks of it he's sold most of his teeth! You remember him examining you before he handed over the coins to your father, grudgingly. You're in good shape and probably worth more than the handful of silver he paid. Working the fields has given you a good physique and the sun, such as it is in Briton, has tanned your skin a pale copper. Your face is still youthful, though a layer of ash blonde stubble, matching your hair, attests to your manhood, and as to your manhood, well...you're proud.
"Hey Hogarth!" the guard again "Anything good?"
"Come take a look" yells Hogarth in reply.
Hmm, looks like the guard is going to inspect the cart. Maybe you could try and make a run for it?
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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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