Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150719233658/@comment-24696651-20150720163232

Falcus swore. He's been taught as a child that swearing was improper. But in the last few years, a lot had changed. He's never dreamed that he'd be robbing Imperial shipments, his former brothers-in-arms. But then, he'd never dreamed that they'd abandon him so readily.

There were two guards, around a wagon filled with crates. He'd hoped there would be none. The crates were mainly weapons and armour, but there was a little bit of gold in there. The shipment was worthless without the correct paper work, which these delivery boys lacked, but gold was always valuable.

He looked down at his sword for a moment. It was a little nicked, but it's edge was plently sharp. Perfectly fine for killing.

He looked up again. The wagon was about to pass the bush he was crouching in. The guards were completely unaware. As the second guard passed, he stood up. He was behind the wagon, and vulnerable to being picked off. Falcus walked quickly, but quietly. As he came behind the guard, he covered his mouth with his left hand, using his sword to stab him in the throat. The guard let out a stifled gasp. Falcus quietly laid the guards body to the floor, taking the guard's helmet and shield them to disguise himself. He jogged to catch up, before shouting.

"BANDITS!"

The wagon went slightly faster to get to safety, but the shipment slowed it down.

The other guard quickly spun round, and ran to Falcus. He hasn't seemed to notice he wasn't the guard.

"Where?" he yelled. Falcus was about to stab him in the face, but he recognised his voice. He looked closer. There was no mistaking that face. It was his former comrade.

"Yngvar," he whispered.

Yngvar frowned, and looked closer.

"Falcus!" he shouted. "You've got some bloody temerity to show your face here!"

Yngvar drew his sword.

"Traitors like you deserve to die," he snarled.

"It was the Legion that betrayed me," Falcus replied. "I-"

Before Falcus could finish, Yngvar swung at Falcus. He raised his shield just in time.

"I don't want to do this," Falcus sighed. "Just go."

Yngvar stabbed for Falcus' head by way of response. Falcus ducked, and sliced Yngvar's ankles. Yngvar screamed and fell.

"I'm so sorry," Falcus whispered, before plunging his sword into Yngvar's heart.