Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180830032448

(Everyone) Marcus jogs through a thick patch of woods as he heads in the direction of the camp he was pointed to. Dead Lesser Vampires litter the ground for quite a distance. The smell gunpowder hangs heavily in the air, and Marcus’ instinct tells him that the one responsible for all these fallen is still here. He can’t stop though, Tirush is in bad shape and needs help fast. Despite the mountains of thoughts he had, he focused solely on keeping Tirush steady.

He could suddenly see an orange glow ahead, that must be the camp he thought. Bursting through the bushes Marcus finds a roaring campfire and a hot iron in the coals. A lone horse tied to a nearby tree and signs of medical attention. Suddenly he hears an all to familiar click, and his eyes dart to a tree where Alburn is perched. His rifle trained on Marcus’ face.

“Tirush? TIRUSH?!” Imperia leaps out of the brush toward Marcus, but stops when she realizes it’s him. She looks scared, intimidated to see him.

“Imperia, Tirush she needs....”

“I swear to the gods if you-!” Imperia brandishes a dagger she swiped from Alburn.

“Listen, I don’t know what’s happened lately but this ancient beast god guy has been resurrected. And he busted up Tirush pretty good.” Marcus steps forward.

Imperia takes a step back, her eyes full of tears as she looks to her dear friend. “How do I know you won’t try to take us back? How can I trust you?!”

“I.... I’m not sure. A lot has apparently happened and I’m clueless as to what. I remember being brought here, and the torture. Everything else is hazy.” Marcus walks over to a log by the fire and props Tirush’s head against it like a pillow. Imperia lunges to Tirush’s side, and removes a good portion of her tattered gown and folds it up. Gently she places it under Tirush’s head as pillow.

“Oh, Tirush. It will be ok. Please stay strong, for all who love you.” Imperia runs off and collects Alburn’s canteen from his horse’s saddle. Meanwhile Layoka weakly emerges from the brush where Imperia hid. She cautiously moves to Tirush’s side, keeping an eye on Marcus. Imperia hurries back to Tirush and places her hand on Tirush’s head. Petting the Wyvern ever so softly to keep her comfortable.

Marcus moves away from them, as Alburn keeps his gun pointed at him.