zanarkand
Lone Wanderer
No one knows how the world got to be this way or why. No one is alive that remembers it, at least not enough to matter. There are only stories of a flash and heat. Or a beam that split the sky. It's blamed on war, greed, even the universe itself but the true reason remains a hidden, as mysterious as the psychic energy that penetrates all facets of life where it didn't before.
Whatever happened, it made the world into a wasteland. Wild and untamed, it's not a place where people live in peace. For humanity as a whole, nothing much had changed, people still lived, fought and died for every reason under the sun. For many, living was a matter of conviction or of survival or just a habit that's impossible to kick. But everyone had to find a reason to keep going or else they died as a nameless nobody, just another skeleton in the sand.
The sun rose high over Cargo Town, the sounds and smells of the food in the markets mixed with the hustle and bustle of the Railway stop. The smell of exhaust permiated everything. The group of hired thugs didn't get so much as a glance from vendors or travelers. Even with their interesting looks they blended right in to the crowds in the streets.
A fat man that smelled as if he was dipped in perfume led the group toward the center of town where the leader herself resided. Trinkets jingled as he moved, it sounded like bells and wind chimes. He wore a green dress with a thick red belt where his trinkets hung on strings that nearly reached the ground.
"It's no wonder the lady is hiring more guards after what happened with that Buttons fellow." He spoke in a deep twangy voice and of course was referring to a recent break in at Luisa Verity's house.
She'd always been a very popular leader, one preferring to consolidate raider towns rather than destroy them. It seemed to provide some sense of security to see their leader out and about instead of living in some ivory tower, but lately it hadn't been the case. Not since a gang of armed men got in.
"How'd y'all get to be hired anyways?" He didn't want to be rude but these folks didn't look like the professional guard types. Maybe she wanted them for something else...
Whatever happened, it made the world into a wasteland. Wild and untamed, it's not a place where people live in peace. For humanity as a whole, nothing much had changed, people still lived, fought and died for every reason under the sun. For many, living was a matter of conviction or of survival or just a habit that's impossible to kick. But everyone had to find a reason to keep going or else they died as a nameless nobody, just another skeleton in the sand.
The sun rose high over Cargo Town, the sounds and smells of the food in the markets mixed with the hustle and bustle of the Railway stop. The smell of exhaust permiated everything. The group of hired thugs didn't get so much as a glance from vendors or travelers. Even with their interesting looks they blended right in to the crowds in the streets.
A fat man that smelled as if he was dipped in perfume led the group toward the center of town where the leader herself resided. Trinkets jingled as he moved, it sounded like bells and wind chimes. He wore a green dress with a thick red belt where his trinkets hung on strings that nearly reached the ground.
"It's no wonder the lady is hiring more guards after what happened with that Buttons fellow." He spoke in a deep twangy voice and of course was referring to a recent break in at Luisa Verity's house.
She'd always been a very popular leader, one preferring to consolidate raider towns rather than destroy them. It seemed to provide some sense of security to see their leader out and about instead of living in some ivory tower, but lately it hadn't been the case. Not since a gang of armed men got in.
"How'd y'all get to be hired anyways?" He didn't want to be rude but these folks didn't look like the professional guard types. Maybe she wanted them for something else...
@Tzer @solvernia @Enigmatic Cat
I wrote it on my phone so I hope it doesn't look all ugly. Posting order is Tzer, Cat, solvernia
I wrote it on my phone so I hope it doesn't look all ugly. Posting order is Tzer, Cat, solvernia
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