I'm afraid of the dark [Isolde]

[Yos]

"Where is he?!"

Yos let out a rasping breath as he kept running, the chains around his wrists and neck making his breathing very difficult. He had been... How long had not been moving at all? He couldn't tell. They never told him how many days he actually had been locked up in that cursed iron box, not even when they let him come out for relieving himself. And even that was only because they didn't happen to have a bucket or such with them that they didn't need for eating. He was out of shape, badly. Very badly.

"Get him! If he gets away, we'll all be whipped and we will not be consumed by Grima!"

Tears ran down his face. There was no shame to admitting that he was feeling great pain as his legs kept bleeding more and more, staining the way he ran. He had no idea where he was going to go, and even where he was. He could be right next to the capital and for all he knew he could be running far away from salvation, and... And his...

He shook his head as he let out a rasped breath, diving under a little opening below a tree, covered by roots. The guardsmen ran past him as he kept breathing heavy.

Where was he?



Isolde

[Isolde]

The Pegapony Princess of Love Truth and Justice!

At least, one of those errands wasn't that hard to begin with. Just taking a break from it had a bit of a consequence since it had to be done immediately, but...sometimes breaks were much better. As she walked through one of the cities that was near her duchy, it was quite busy. With all those bustling people that lived here, they might've had not seen something suspicious that was going on. And...was that shouting that she heard? Possibly from someone that wanted someone dead, but it looked like they were addressing a certain person that they were looking for.

There was no time for questions though as she found a most horrendous sight. A man seemed to be hiding in an opening below the tree, but his legs... They were bleeding, possibly from some sort of injury that those men seemed to be doing to him. It was possible that the men that she heard were Plegians no doubt. As she approached the man, she spoke. "Are you hurt? Your legs are a bit concerning... Ah, but don't move. I'll take care of it." Taking out a long, wide piece of cloth, she wrapped it around his left leg before using another to wrap around the other leg. With that, it should be enough to stop the bleeding for a while.

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[Yos]

He should kill h-- He couldn't. He didn't have a sword, a knife, or anything really. Only thing he even had on was some very loose woolen pants, and even those were really broken. Maybe he could strangle her with those? His eyes followed her carefully and calmly as she want about tending his leg. Maybe he could... Mrh. He had become too hostile during his time inside the box. Sure, he had the training to probably kill this girl, but why would he? She was tending to him, for Grim-- for hell's sake. He had to learn to drop cursing against the state enemy.

His thoughts turned to his homeland as he lay there, letting the girl do as she pleased. How were Percy and Kaso doing? Both had been left in the care of Hilde, yet he had his doubts on if she would remember to feed them and take care of them. And how was Hilde herself doing? She had to be alive. There should be no war, there should be no war no war no war no war there should be no war no

"Hild...." He drifted into a state of unconciousness as he left lie there.

Isolde

[Isolde]

The Pegapony Princess of Love Truth and Justice!

Sigh. With the man out cold, there was no way that she would have to carry him to the doctors, but maybe someone else could. She could look to see if anyone would be able to carry him to the doctors and nurse him back to health. Within minutes, a woman happened to be passing by and isolde managed to tell the woman that this man had passed out. The woman called for a man to carry him to safety and she followed them to the doctors, concerned about the guy's health. It was certainly not every day that you see someone who had a strange appearance, but well...he was probably out of shape from some fight that he had gotten to.

Finally, they arrived at the doctor's office and she sat in the waiting room while the doctors took care of him. She was one to have a bit of care towards strangers even if they were hostile towards her. Judging from his demeanor beforehand, he was certainly a hostile man who might have been bottled up somewhere.

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[Yos]

It didn't take too long. His legs were the only parts of his body that had any wounds. That were fresh, that is. On a closer look, now that he was completely naked and being treated, he had a lot that should have been taken care of before. His chest had many scars, seemingly from blades of varying sizes. His back was also full of scars, but these were from something else, the doctor betting on whips as he kept on writing a quick report. His head had been hit repeteadly, probably with a club to knock him out from time to time.

The only wound that needed treatment were his legs. They had cuts all over, on closer inspection clearly caused by tight chains. Once those were tied up he was carted out of the room by the doctor and placed down onto a makeshift bed in the waiting room. He was then woken up as the doctor quickly took his leave, leaving Yos to sit up onto his bed and stare around in confusion and clear anger. Or well, probably more like paranoia.

Where was he? He took a quick look outside, instantly deciding that it could not be Plegia. Not... Desert-y enough. He then stared at the girl, then to his leg, and then all around the room. He then bowed his head down once, before looking away again. "Clothes."

Isolde

[Isolde]

The Pegapony Princess of Love Truth and Justice!

The man seemed to be...without clothes for the time being. One could feel some sort of embarrassment that exuded from the man himself and a little paranoia. Good thing that she had brought spare clothes from her brother which she had placed in a bag. It would not do if the man had no clothes to cover himself with and it was probably sort of indecent if he had to go around without clothing to cover himself up first. Hostility was not something that she was used to, but some people had the intimidating air so to speak.

She spoke while handing him the bag of clothes. "Um, here. These are my brother's clothes, but you can borrow them for a short while." Thankfully, she did not have to look since the man would be a bit paranoid... A little paranoid that he might be seen from an unsuspecting person in the waiting room. From the looks of it, the man seemed to be Plegian perhaps since he might live in a desert of some sort.

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[Yos]

He stared at the bag for a while before shrugging, standing up as he then slipped the clothes on. They felt... Too fancy for him. Too easy to be detected in. As if he was wearing the clothes of some nobleman who felt like spending too much on fashion. He shivered for a moment before grunting, sitting back down as he then stared around awkwardly. He was not sure on exactly what to do. Just up and leave and head off? He would need some sort of protection to reach Plegia, the men would still be searching for him in the forest.

He then raised his head as he looked to the girl, rubbing his chin for a moment as he tried to find the right words before deciding on something short and simple. "Thank you." He bowed his head down as a sign of respect as he then stood up, stroking the back of his neck. "I need..." He thought about it for a moment. "I need a..." What did he exactly need in the end? A horse. He needed a horse. "I could use a sword." Why did he say that? Now he would just end up...

Stupid. Bleh, he could feel his own head explode.

Isolde

[Isolde]

The Pegapony Princess of Love Truth and Justice!

Obviously, the outside world was much too dangerous for an unarmed man, so she had to think. Possibly the shops might have a sword, but it was not known if the man had any money to pay for one. After all, a sword might be a bit expensive, but maybe a wooden one would do. Still, the man might have to make some better choices in the future. Without a sword though, the man might not be able to defend himself during whatever it is he had to go to.

"Hmm... I'm sure some of the shops here have swords, but...don't you have your own sword? If not, I am quite sure that you'll have to pay for it if you have the money." Even if she did have a wooden sword on hand, a wooden one would not do since wood barely injures the attacker and thus, a regular sword might be able to inflict damage.

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[Yos]

His brow twitching was the only sign showing that Yos was even slightly annoyed or angered. Otherwise his face was as bland as it could be. He had the skill to keep his face at the levels of not caring for a pretty long time, although his casual mannerisms were about as random and awkward as they could be from time to time. Who was this girl, anyways? She had to be someone a bit sheltered if she thought a man running for his life near naked in the woods would have any money. Or maybe she... No, he would not be insulting.

"Listen." He sighed deeply, his voice rather calm. "I have been locked inside a damn metal box for what could have been months or years. Only being taken out to take a piss or to eat. May I remind you that when I was captured all of my belongings were taken." He rubbed his face for a moment. "So, how in Grima's flaming buttocks do you think I would have any of my own money with me? Just out of curiosity." He tilted his head, leaning it forwards as he stared at the girl for a moment.

He did not mean to be rude, but he was 99% sure he came off as a very rude person at the moment. It was just the situation that he was in at the moment that had gotten him into a rather bad mood, although he did his best to try and not show it.

Isolde

[Isolde]

The Pegapony Princess of Love Truth and Justice!

Well...whoops. Not only did she actually have the gall to assume that the man had money, he had stated that his belongings were taken when he was captured. She'll probably give herself a mental slap on the head later, but the man needed to have a sword with him. Hmm... Now, she would have to find a sword or something for the defenseless man to defend himself. There were some stores that might have a sword and a shield in between, but weapons were probably better than the latter. After all, most heroes in some stories preferred swords more than anything.

She nodded before speaking once more."Well, I'll see if I can pay for a sword. I'll be right back." That being said, she turned around and headed for the door, opening it slightly before closing it behind her. The city was just as busy as ever, but the goal for right now was to find a store and buy the sword. Without so much of a word towards any of the passing people, she began walking until she would find a weapon store of some sort.

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[Yos]

That was easy. His eyebrow raised a bit as the girl left, apparently to buy him a sword. What choice did he have? At this point if he left it would seem like he was the hugest jerk on this side of the whole world. And well, while it did not matter to him that much, it still mattered. If that made any sense. It probably didn't. He had always been a rather strange man, really. His thought process was honed down to a T, yet it still always failed to go anywhere in the end. He wondered how he had become a spy.

So he just proceeded to sit there, occasionally rising up to walk around and stare out the window in a longing manner. His hands fingered the scarf he had been given alongside the other parts of the outfit. it felt rather good to the end. He raised it to cover his face as his thoughts wandered to Brunhilde. How was his friend doing? Had she forgotten already? She probably had. It's... No. She would not forget.

Isolde

[Isolde]

The Pegapony Princess of Love Truth and Justice!

Meanwhile, she had found a sign where it said that it was a weapons store. Good timing indeed. As she entered through the door, she saw the plethora of weapons among the walls and some of them might come in handy...for later though. Right now, she had to buy a sword for the man and she had the idea what kind of sword did the man use. A bronze sword might come in handy for the man since the man probably had a sword just like it before it was taken from him. The shopkeeper asked if she wanted to buy it and she nodded, taking out some money to pay for it.

When all that was done, the shopkeeper wrapped it with a piece of cloth as to prevent her from cutting herself from holding it. She carried the sword while she walked outside and headed back to where the clinic was. She opened the door and handed the sword to the man. At least, someone will be happy that they've gotten a replacement to go along with it anyway.

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[Yos]

His thoughts continued to buzz around his head as he did not even notice the girl returning from her trip to get him a sword. His thoughts were completely elsewhere, on more pressing matters. Matters such as Brunhilde, his bird, his rat, his homeland, his kingdom, and his faith. Ah, yes, his faith. His mother, while not an avid follower who cut trough the hearts of men to worship Grima, had always made him and his brothers recite a prayer each day before eating to the dragon god. Worship had been a part of his life for as long as he knew, and now he had to stop that?

He was a state enemy. The fell dragon had declared open war on the kingdom of Plegia trough his followers, even if not by letters or declarations, but trough simple brute force. In the end, his faith turned against him. What was he supposed to believe in now? Himself? He could not. He was a very weak man in the manners of physical and mental strength. He could not even talk to a lot of people, except for Hilde, and even then that might have been because of her outcast stature.

His hands took the sword while his thoughts wandered as he just kept staring outside the window, wrapped deep in what could be called a mix of despair and wonder. His scar was still covering most of his face, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper into his face as his calm demeanor looked like it could shatter at any precise moment.

Yet it never did. He stood there, steadfast as ever as he then sat down, unwrapping the sword from the cloth as he stared at it. For now, his goal was clear. Get out of here and reach Plegia. Reach the capital. Rejoin the forces. See the things important to him one more time in his life before he would be taken away, and above all else, he would...

He would talk about his feelings with someone who would understand him, and with someone he could too understand. He needed that person the most in his life right now. Anyone close to him could just sense the determination oozing from his presence, his hand twitching for a moment before grabbing the hilt of the sword and sliding it to a sheath that had been built in to the belt.

"I am... Thankful."

Isolde

[Isolde]

The Pegapony Princess of Love Truth and Justice!

At least he looked sort of happy if one were to interpret his expressions as it is. For the most part, she didn't know anything about this man, only that he was imprisoned in a small metal box somewhere. Just what kind of person would actually do this to him? And she didn't really catch his name either which made it more awkward to talk to this strange man. All she could do was...try to humor him a little with the conversation going along.

"You're welcome... By the way, I didn't catch your name. I'm Isolde." Might as well get that introduction out of the way since she didn't really wanted it to be too awkward. There was a lot of things on her mind such as the tedious tasks that she had been assigned to do and something else entirely. Good thing those tedious errands will wait until she probably had to take care of him first. Those men that she heard were possibly the ones who were trying to capture him in the first place and that meant giving him shelter from his enemies.

Speaking of which, the strange man had an awkward demeanor, almost as if he wasn't inclined to talk often. Possibly one that didn't really speak to anyone unless the man knew them first. At this point, he was probably a little unhinged due to how he described being imprisoned inside a box.

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[Yos]

Isolde. Isolde. Ai-Sooll-Deh. He memorized that inside his brain as he kept patting the handle of the sword, seemingly still in thought. The name radiated some sort of responsibility to him. She had to be of higher birth than just someone who was common. Perhaps daughter of the mayor or something. Or maybe some very rich merchant who had power across the town he was in. Or maybe she was of even higher birth. Duchess? She seemed too to hold any actual power to herself, although she did radiate a presence that, if used right, could demand respect from people.

Maybe she actually did command respect. Maybe she WAS someone high in power... In the Grimleal. Maybe this was a town held under the influence of the Grimleal, and they just did not know that he was a man who had just escaped their other comrades. Maybe they're just waiting to imprison him and lock him back up to his box and he would then only see and meet pain and agony until his death and then they would turn him into one of the risen and then he would never get to feed his bird and that's bad no dammit

"I'm Yos."

Isolde