It Begins With A Map... (Medieval RP)

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin had seen Jen throw the chair at the last second, but had no time to move. He lifted his arms quickly to absorb the blow, but it slammed into him, nocking him off his feet, and with the banister destroyed by Glenn, there was nothing to stop his fell. His back hit the wooden floor hard, nocking the back of his head, and losing grip of his sword, which slid a few feet away from him, towards the back of the inn.

Unwin snarled, flipping onto his stomach and quickly moving towards the blade...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Upon seeing the blade leave Unwin's hands, Jem lunged for it at the same time he did. She was hoping to knock it further away from him in order to give Glenn and Christof time to apprehend him. It took her a couple of strides to close the distance before she reached for it with her hand...

 

[Frundette]

As Unwin flipped onto his stomach, Glenn dove forward, intending to land on top of the man and pin him to the floor. He may have been horribly outmatched in a melee fight, but in an unarmed brawl... well, his size gave him a distinct advantage there...


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"Was that Fleta?!" Kenrick asked as he heard the alarmed cry. "Com'on, hurry up," he said to Peyton, already rushing out the door.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin grunted as Glenn's weight landed on him, he left as if his ribs were crushed, though of course they weren't. He reached towards the sword quickly, but Jem already had it. Growling, Unwin shot his hand to his belt, grabbing a knife as he tried to buck Glenn off, "Idiot boy! ****ing get off of me!" He shouted, his anger flaring.

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Fleta yelled again, this time at Oswin, "Sir, please, please move! I need to help Glenn, please let me through!"

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Jem backed away from Unwin after she had the sword in her hands, just in case he managed to wrestle free of Glenn. The weapon felt heavy and foreign in her hands, but she held it up defensively while keeping an eye on Oswin behind them. She wasn't sure how willing he would be to help Unwin, but she didn't want to be caught off guard.

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Christof darted around Glenn and landed a solid kick on Unwin's side, just below the ribs. "Give up, scum!" He hissed, pulling his leg back for another swing in case his demand was ignored. "You're outnumbered, and I swear I won't hesitate to put that sword through your gut."

 

[Frundette]

Oswin hesitated at Fleta's request, unsure how to handle yet another person entering into this mix. With the tide of the "battle" quickly shifting in the favor of the siblings and the hulking young man, it seemed almost certain that the bounty hunter would be overwhelmed. And to complicate the situation even more, he saw the two lads he'd hired come running to see what the girl had been yelling about.

After Glenn's outburst a short time earlier, Oswin was certain these two knew something about Calhoun's map and he very much wished to question them about it.

And so a particularly nasty plan struck him and he shuffled just slightly to the side, as if to allow Fleta into the Inn. But he intended to grab her as she tried to go past...


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Glenn's great weight was enough to keep Unwin from bucking him off, but the youth was not fast enough to prevent the bounty hunter from gaining the knife at his belt...

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin let out a gasp as Christof's kick landed, forcing all the air from his lungs, he spluttered for a moment then said, "I've beaten many more, and I do not, give up!" He jabbed out at Chris's ankles with the knife, then brought it quickly back around and towards Glenn, intending to stab him in the back...

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Fleta saw Kenrick coming and frantically called for him to hurry, but when Oswin moved slightly, she took that as him allowing her to help. She darted forward, wondering why he would be blocking the door in the first place...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Christof cursed as the knife caught his planted foot. The cut quickly began turning his sock red, but he ignored it and kicked Unwin again to try and prevent him from stabbing Glenn. "Jem, the sword!" He called out to her, and grabbed the weapon from her hands when she held it over. He gripped the handle firmly and lowered the sharp edge towards Unwin's throat. "Stop," he ordered. "Or I will kill you, I swear."

 

[Frundette]

As Fleta darted through the open door, Oswin sprung upon the girl, trying to grab her arm and drew her to his chest. If he could get the knife to the girl's throat, he could put a stop to this madness and hopefully learn the location of the map at the same time...


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A second before Christof got the sword to Unwin's throat, the bounty hunter's knife sliced into Glenn's side. With the awkward angle that the blow required, it was not a deep cut, but it went from the youth's bottom rib and down toward his belly. "Arhhhh!" he groaned, his hands going to the cut in an effort to use his shirt to stop the bleeding and forgetting about pummeling Unwin.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin froze as his own razor sharp blade touched his throat, his heart slowed, and he responded calmly to Christof, "Just kill me then, you would be doing me a kindness. But you see, you're just a scared little boy, you don't have the guts..." He had long sense lost the fear of death, really, he welcomed it, but he would not go without a fight. Carina, wouldn't have wanted that...

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Fleta let out a small scream as she was pulled back by Oswin, and he put a knife to her throat, "Please, let me go!" She gasped, her whole body shaking with nerves.