Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35274376-20180411071643/@comment-30655593-20180521080044

"In love with a girl from a small town. Looked like a butterfly but stung like a bee. I was in love. So I stuck around town to woo her and I think it was working... I think. I talked into taking a stroll along a path that led up to a nice place on a cliff where you can view the sunset. After getting there I went to go get a gift that I hid behind a tree to give to her. A couple minutes after I heard her scream and I came running to see her struggling against some scumbag. Probably was trying to rob her. I yelled out, he looked, and... And he just shoves her. Shoves her right down the cliff and runs. I ran down so quickly that I thought my heart would stop and my lungs would burst. She lived... But she landed square on a big ass rock. Broke her spine and now she's permanently in a wheelchair. Adventuring was out of the question... But she was different after that. She couldn't look me in the eyes anymore... Or maybe I was the one that couldn't look her in the eyes. I still don't know. In the end, I left. " He then reached into his shirt and pulled out a gold necklace with a nicely cut emerald, probably the gift he was going to give her. "Honestly, I blame myself. If I just didn't push the idea of the walk..." He then put the necklance back.  "One thing for sure, I don't think I'm cut-out for love. Though I can say one thing positive, I found that bandit..."