Uncharted Epressa
The small fallen fortress was cast with a dozen shadows as men and women moved around the bonfire that had been built within the courtyard.
Rubble and rock were strewn about the open space, only one building still remaining of the once Keep. Nasir and his bandits had not taken this place, not in any siege anyway. They'd come across it some time ago and decided it made for better living than the jungles that normally surrounded him. He had no idea who had destroyed these walls, though it wouldn't have taken much.
They were only of human quality.
He glanced around himself, lips thinning slightly as he peered down at his fellows. The Bandits were simple folk, men and women who'd had nowhere else to go. They had presented him an opportunity, a small bit of protection in a world rabid with a lust for violence.
Plus, they were fun, much like his newest recruit.
After all his years of wandering it was difficult to find fun, and while he respected few of the men down in the courtyard below he thought that perhaps their new companion was something different.
At least he hoped.
The wilds had not been as successful as he'd hoped, and his patience here was growing thin. The cost of his glamour was beginning to itch, and he knew that soon things would have to change. He watched as Illos, or Silver Tongue as the boys called him, wandered over to the new recruit. His hand touched her shoulder, offering a bowl of soup and saying something even Nasir's ears couldn't hear.
He frowned, remembering a thought he'd had regarding the boy. Have to watch him.
His head shook, and slowly he made his way down to the courtyard below.
The small fallen fortress was cast with a dozen shadows as men and women moved around the bonfire that had been built within the courtyard.
Rubble and rock were strewn about the open space, only one building still remaining of the once Keep. Nasir and his bandits had not taken this place, not in any siege anyway. They'd come across it some time ago and decided it made for better living than the jungles that normally surrounded him. He had no idea who had destroyed these walls, though it wouldn't have taken much.
They were only of human quality.
He glanced around himself, lips thinning slightly as he peered down at his fellows. The Bandits were simple folk, men and women who'd had nowhere else to go. They had presented him an opportunity, a small bit of protection in a world rabid with a lust for violence.
Plus, they were fun, much like his newest recruit.
After all his years of wandering it was difficult to find fun, and while he respected few of the men down in the courtyard below he thought that perhaps their new companion was something different.
At least he hoped.
The wilds had not been as successful as he'd hoped, and his patience here was growing thin. The cost of his glamour was beginning to itch, and he knew that soon things would have to change. He watched as Illos, or Silver Tongue as the boys called him, wandered over to the new recruit. His hand touched her shoulder, offering a bowl of soup and saying something even Nasir's ears couldn't hear.
He frowned, remembering a thought he'd had regarding the boy. Have to watch him.
His head shook, and slowly he made his way down to the courtyard below.