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After your added failure to catch your prey, you begin make your way to the Inn 6 miles to the south on the old road. On the way there you find a lost drunken woman passed out on the road. looking around you notice a shack surrounded by trees and bushes. Must have been where she was going. Having spent precious energy on the previous attack, you pick up the drunken wench and bite into her jugular vein with a crunch. Deeply drinking from her river of nectar, some of your senses and strength comes back to you.



Leaving the wench to bleed out and die, you have had your fill and can continue your journey. The inn is down the road and a guard stops you looking you up and down.

"What is your deal ms? Go hunting for rabbits and eat one raw?"

The guard laughs to himself.

Not pleased by his comment a simple grasp to the throat and a squeeze breaks his neck and you continue to the inn.

Right before entering you wipe the blood from your face and open the door.



"Merry meet ms. What can I get for you?"

Looking up at the bar maiden, you nod and pull out a few silver coins.

"Two pints of your finest mead please..."

She nods with a big smile and heads into the back. Sitting on the stool and turning around leaning your back to the bar, you notice a crusty figure staring at you with a slurred posture. Glaring at them, they turn their head looking down at their beer and gripping the pint handle.



The bar maiden comes back with your mead and you sip quietly contemplating your next move. The maiden takes the silver coins you left, counting them then slipping them into her corset, and returns to her little project.

She was grinding herbs and mixing oils. She was probably making incense of a sort. the loose kind that you place on a heated clay plate.

"Is there any special reason why you are using ginger root? I hear it's expensive in this area."

She looks up at you from her lap with a surprised look.

"It's for my sister. She's getting married tomorrow on her birthday. She was here to celebrate with some mead and left to go home only a little bit ago. She lives down the road, you may have seen her on the way."

You look down at your mead realizing the painful and obvious error you made.

"I see..."

Taking gulps of your mead you finish the two pints and stand from the stool turning to the door.

"Didn't you see the storm clouds? You really should stay in tonight. You'll catch your death out there. You can have a room for one night on the house."

You turn around to glance at her, then walk a few paces to the window looking out at the sky. Indeed the sky was stirring up trouble.

"I will take you up on that offer. I appreciate the hospitality."

She smiles and grabs your wrist gently leading you to your room. A room adorned with hanging tapestries and a vase, and a bed with pale blues sheets and a wool blanket.

"Enjoy your night. And come get me if you need anything."

Nodding then turning to the bed, you hear the door close behind you. Sitting on the bed giving a few bounces, it seems comfortable enough. You lay back and hold a sword over your chest closing your eyes. The morning was not what you waited for, more the next night. You'd tip the bar maiden a few silver for your prolonged stay.



Rest now...

I'm sitting in the ashes of what was once my garden. it was full of black roses and life. Now ashes. I lost my mind almost completely the day everything burned down.



One of my fragments, Despair, is stabbing herself in the arm with her long knife like fingers again... I just look at her blankly and a dark blue substance drips from my face.

Tears.

Those were tears falling from my face. I look over into the right far corner of the courtyard to see Sorrow crying and screaming again.

"When will the two of you stop feeding on one another's suffering? I'm sick of this..."



I look down at my blackened feet and notice a toenail has been partially ripped off. I reached down and set the bleeding toe ablaze to close the wound. I then ripped off the charred toenail.



Anger came storming in and yelled at everyone in the courtyard.

"Why the hell are all of you sitting around and moping like idiots?! We have things to do! UGH!! Why am I not the one in charge? We would actually get shit done around here!"



I stood with my lips drawn back and stared Anger right in the eyes.

"Because you would just make things worse. You are too aggressive and don't know when to back the fuck down..."

I stepped forward and grabbed her throat baring my fanged teeth in her face.

"SO BACK THE FUCK DOWN!" I screeched in her face.



I was the only one who could make her shut up. She backed off and curled into a ball growling things to herself.



"Does anyone else want to challenge me? Anyone else want to try to fuck things up more?"



The courtyard was silents and I sat back down holding my legs.

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Amenthewick
13:35 May 12 2015

You could make gunpowder or soap with the ashes.....just saying....like fight club.....and blow up the courtyard......(see we get all this crap from movies)......Then.....nobody can come and you can see your handywork alone

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