Year 2, JanuaryYou ran and ran and ran, screaming for help as far as your little lungs could carry. You didn't know what happened after that. You woke up in some villa, with a few old women in what looked like nun dresses taking care of you. By the doorway stood a portly man with balding hair, next to him a tall knight with gold hair. Children stood behind them, but were shooed away by the first man. The nuns snap their fingers in your face, trying to wake you up. Your vision and hearing is groggy.
"Boy, can you hear us? Are you awake?" You nod.
"Good. Now get up carefully." You sit up slowly on the bed, the pain in your leg hurting incredibly. They asked you what had happened, and when you explained, the knight laughed, the nuns gave a disappointing look, but the fat man looked grave.
He steps up close to you, wearing noble-looking clothing with jewelry.
"Boy, we found this on your body. What is it?" You shake your head, feigning disbelief.
He kneels down.
"Tell me what it is. Now." You lie and say you don't remember. All you remember is a dream. It was the queen. The first person who cared for you. The mother you never had. The mother you didn't kill at childbirth. She told you what to do: find a host. Any kind, and inject the fluid inside the chamber. It will depend on the host's size; if it's small, you'll need to feed more biomass. A human is around the perfect size, but it'll still need to eat more. Then the new queen will burst out as an infant. This was the Corpse Men's natural way of giving birth, but they've made machines to change the way they are. You cried when you thought of her.
The fat man shakes his head.
"Do you know about the murders in Heartwood?" You say that it was the monsters in the forest. The others look at you with a glint of belief. No human could've killed another like that. The fat man nods.
"Ser Aissel, have your best men scour the woods. Increase the number of patrols. Sister Abetha, keep my children away from the forest from now on. We don't if they're real, but the murders definitely are."The man turns to you.
"Thank you for your warning, boy. Where is your home?" You say that you used to live far away, but now you have no home.
"Then I would have you as a servant. What are you good at boy?" You honestly tell him that you're not very capable of most things, but you've learned how to make traps and you've spent a lot of time near metal.
"Good. Walder's been wanting a new assistant at his forge. Earn your keep, and you'll find life here more comfortable than in Heartwood forest."Life has been a jumble. First you were about to be killed by your family. Then monsters took you in. Then monsters killed each other. Now you're working at a lord's estate. You learn his name is Lord Montford, and this manor is Monted Hold. You now work for Walder the blacksmith. He's a good man, but stern and old fashioned. In the month you've learned how to basically melt metal down, and to tell one ore from another. You'll be staying here, since your debt as Montford called it when he saved you from the forest will be paid in work. You met the lord's children: Isbel and Cassius.
Age: 13
Good Health
Poor Fitness
Untrained Blacksmith
Below-average Trapper
Illiterate
Blacksmith's apron
Hammer
Queen's DNA
Lord Montford Acquainted
Walder the Blacksmith Acquainted
Isbel Acquainted
Cassius Acquainted
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Topic: Corpse Men [Medieval/Sci-Fi TSG] (Read 9541 times)