Sherwood (open)

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Sherwood (closed)

John Little lay in wait behind some shrubs. He was a hulking brute with a wooly beard and long shaggy hair. It was the summer and a soft breeze cooled of the skin left exposed by his rough forester's attire. He had been tracking the stag for hours now and it was almost his.

He was down wind from the beast, and that was well. After many nights spent sleeping beneath the canopy of the forest, he was gamey. He needed a bath badly and missed his weekly absolutions.

John quietly pulled an arrow from his quiver and set it silently against his string. It was illegal to hunt the king's deer, but he did not care. He and his three followers were already outlaws and sentenced to death, having been convicted in absentia. He pulled back bending his mighty bow with a quiet creak, sure that he would see the creature fall. Already he could taste it's warm blood on his tongue.

John had been convicted of the murder of a man whose wife he had been keeping company with. The death had been an accident. He had just been defending himself from the man's attack and hit him a little to hard with his meat hook hands. Still, he was guilty and had ran for it, rather than face the king's justice.

He waited silently for the breeze to die down as the creature ate some berries. As the breeze died, he took his chance.
 
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((jumping right in---OOC- Her name is Adaline. Age 22. Hair long and white blonde. Eyes multicolored.))

There where things John did not know. Things that had happened after the murder,after his running. One being the wife, Adaline was now being held captive for allowing the murder to happen and more importantly for allowing herself to be with a man who was not her husband which was in fact punishable by death. There was one thing however keeping Adaline alive right now and that was the fact that rarely did the men of the prison having ladies in their cell let alone high class ladies as Adaline was and so they where all taking turns with her,rapping her,and forcing her to do unthinkable acts.
During one of these acts she was finally able to let herself go and John would get a quick faded image of her in rages and hear her voice weakly within his mind, John please help me. Please come rescue me.

((hope this is OK for an opening on my end if not just let me know thanks.))
 
As John was about to loose his arrow, he hear her voice again, calling to him. How could it be. It took all of his concentration to clam down his emotions and shoot straight. It was a moment to late though and the deer escaped, running off into the forest.

It had been a week since he started having the dreams, and now he was beginning to believe there was truth to them. He realized that he would have no peace until he discovered if the dreams were true. He was not sure if he loved the woman, or not, yet, but he did know that he could not continue to wonder if she was really being used in such a way. He had heard her voice in his waking hours now, and could wait no longer.

He had enjoyed their times together. Adaline was a willing and warm bed partner, with a cold and uncaring husband. She had not been the first affair he had had, no had he thought her to be the last. Still, there were times when he was with her when he realized that he had feeling for her. He had not know how to deal with the unaccustomed feelings and had almost stopped seeing her as a result.

It was the work of a day to slip into Nottingham and make his way to the prison. He arrived in the dead of night, for with his size no disguise was possible. It was the work of a moment to clobber the front gate guards into sweet oblivion. His staff whirled and they fell. Stealing their keys, he quickly opened the gate and let himself into the prison.

Stealthily he made his way through the prison, moving as only a hunter can move, trying to discover if Adaline was really a captive. He peered into different cells as he went, and so many ladies, both fine and poor, jailed. It seemed odd to him that so many of the prisoners were women, and he wondered if his dreams were true.
 
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As Adaline heard the foot falls of someone walking around she sent a silent thought outwards,Please John let that be you, Please I don't know how much I can take something is wrong. No one will listen,no one cares. Please John find me.
The last cell he looked in there would be Adaline chained to a wall her eyes closed and breathing somewhat labored. From the marks on her body it was clear she had been used very recently, also there was also a small factor of one man being in the cell with her his back turned to the gate so that he wouldn't see John approaching that and he was too busy with Adaline to seem to care.
 
John kept searching until he came to the last cell. Inside he could see the half naked form of Adaline, covered in bruises. A man was bent half over pulling his pants off, and the door was ajar. John silent crept up behind the man and put his massive hands around his neck. It only took a few seconds to squeeze the life out of him. John threw his body to the side.

He threw himself down at Adaline. "What have they done to you?" There were tears in his brown eyes, but his expression was one of fury.
 
Get me out of here, the keys to the locks are in his pockets and be quick John before the others return. Adaline's voice was rather weak sounding as she spoke but despite that,and what had happened to her it still held it usual proud air.
John once we are gone from here and safe I have something to tell you,something which made what I did to get you back to me even more possible then it ever had been.
John always knew from the very beginning that Adaline had certain gifts one being the ability to astral project herself she never kept that a secret at all from him for she never wanted him fearful of her when she did that which was rather often especially when her now late husband the King was in one of his moods and she could not in body at least fully escape him.
((taking a few liberates here hope that is OK))...John however would have possibly noticed over the last few weeks to a month that Adaline's gifts as they where called between the two of them had seemed to have grown stronger. He would also note that in general Adaline looked slightly different and it had nothing to do with body being chained up nearly nude, or her hair being a matted mess and brown in coloring due to how dirty it was,the bruising, her general thinness ((Adaline was always thin in stature however now she is showing more bones then usual having lost around 10 pounds during this captive ordeal)) , etc, no something was different for despite all this Adaline had a soft glow about her.
 
John nodded and quickly got the man's keys from his pocket. He wondered if they could be used to free the other women, but realized that to take the time to do so would endanger Adaline.

"Aye lass. Time for that later, but we need to get you out of here now." He knelt and cast of her chains, looking grim when he saw how painful the welts form the manacles were.

"I'll take you with me to the green wood, where you can be safe." He gently lifted her from the floor and helped her into the dead man's coat. It gaped open, but offered her some cover.

"Can you walk, or shall I carry you?" John knew fighting would be more difficult if he was carrying Adaline, but she looked so very weak.
 
I can walk John. Even as Adaline said that however her body gave way into that of John's as her knees buckled,never before had he seen her cry for Adaline was too proud for that but now in his arms she began softly sobbing. I can help John but I can't feel my legs to walk, she spoke in gasping whispers. I have another gift you don't know about that should bye us sometime however I am unsure how long I can keep it up but I think I can keep it up long enough to at least get us free of here. I can make us unseen by any eyes save our own as long as we are linked in some form which we are however a hand or body link is best.
The sobbing having stopped nearly as quickly as it began, Adaline with a calm and once more proud aired voice spoke into John's ear as she was still leaning on him, Invisible,as soon as the words where spoken both John and Adaline became unseen to any but themselves.
John we are ready now and should be safe but please be as quick as you can getting us away from here for I am not sure how much or how long I can hold in my mind what I am doing.
 
John nodded. "Aye, let's get away."

They moved silently through the prison, past cells where John could hear screaming. It tore him up inside to ignore the cries and he swore to himself that he would be back to right the wrongs of this prison.

Finally, they came to the gates of the prison. The guards who he had killed had been discovered! There were four new guards in their place, wearing chain mail and carrying halberds. John rushed forward, swinging his staff and killed one before they realized what had happened. After that, they could see him and the fighting was tighter.

John blocked, parried and dodged as the guards assaulted him. He was able to thrust his staff into the face of another, crushing his nose. It took a few tense minutes, but soon the guards were down.

From behind him, he could hear shouting. He whirled around but could not see Adeline. "Where are you love?"
 
((FYI she did make them both unseen by anyone but each other however I can work with your posting too.))

Adaline realized too late what had happened and that she had made only herself unseen by as it turned out everyone including John.
Quickly as the last guard was put down by the butt of John's sword, she reached up grabbed his hand and spoke again to herself but so that John would somewhat hear her speaking just not be able to make out the word or words being spoken.

John and I each Inviisable to all but ourselves. John see me now.

John would sudden see Adaline then standing before him her hand within his eyes closed as if she was concentrating very hard.

Now John get us out of here while we can before the guards awake and I can no longer hold the simple spell I am working.
 
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