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Robin Hood
 Posted: Sep 10 2017, 12:50 PM
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Robin Hood

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Robin Hood woke from a light slumber. He blinked, momentarily confused as to his whereabouts. This wasn’t the forest. No. It was a castle. How had he gotten here? Ah yes, last night a horrendous storm had driven the Merry Men and himself indoors. This fortress had been the first place they found.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he stared at the glass unicorns hanging over the crib before looking down at his child. Roland had curled himself up at the foot of the bed. A smile flickered over the father’s face. This was the life – being a father. He just wished he was able to give Roland more.

A sound below him startled the thoughts of home life from his mind. He stood, careful not to jostle Roland awake. “Watch over him,” he whispered to Friar Tuck, who’d also camped out in the nursery. “I’ll be back.”

Grabbing his quiver of arrows he threw it over his shoulder. Before he left, he loaded an arrow into the bow. With quick steps, Robin managed the flight of steps in a minute or two. With bow raised the search of the intruder began. Granted, it could have been another Merry Men, but it also could’ve been someone (or something else). It was always wise to be prepared and on guard – particularly when living a life of crime.

He came to the foyer. Two people stood before him. “Halt,” he growled. “Who goes you and why do you trespass on this castle? Tell me your reasons for this visit?” Now was not the time to admit he too was trespassing. For all they knew he was guarding the place and that was fine by him.

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 Posted: Sep 10 2017, 03:43 PM
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The storm had been a fierce one and many of their people had taken shelter in the castle to ride out the gale force winds that were currently downing trees and battering homes with any loose debris that had been dislodged. It was deadly out there right now and Snow was frustrated that more could not be done to help those that needed it.

"As soon as the storm clears I want anyone with a horse, two strong hands and back to be helping with the clean up and tending to the injured. There may yet be survivors and we must offer them any help we can. We can only grow as a people if we help each other during our darkest times."

The people around her were cheered by her words and set to their tasks with a zeal that made her smile. Her guards had warned her that there was a group of people taking refuge in an area of the castle with an infant. Knowing that an infant would need more care than the average child, Snow took it upon herself to greet these people personally. Beside her she had servants who had collected what they could to help the babe.

In the foyer she waited, the sound of footsteps greeting her as soon as she entered seeing the familiar face she beamed at him, "Is that any way to greet an old student, Robin?" she asked with a wide smile and a sparkle to her vivid green eyes, her dark hair was pinned away from her face and although she had eschewed the fur trappings of her clothing from the forest she was dressed in fawn breeches and a white tunic and over jacket that swirled around her legs. Snow wasn't one for pomp and circumstance but the cut of the clothes and the material they were made from denoted her status as a royal.

"We heard people had taken shelter here with a child. Do you have need of anything? I had the servants put together a basket for the infant in case you needed supplies. I imagine you'd be running a touch low about how."

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Robin Hood
 Posted: Mar 7 2018, 06:05 PM
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At the sound of her familiar voice, he smiled. Robin lowered his bow and laid it on a nearby table. A friend instead of foe and that cheered his heart greatly. He had run into too many fiends in his travels. Even though seeing Snow again brought joy, the thief’s nerves were on high alert. Her presence did not mean that the Sheriff of Nottingham wouldn’t show up.


Indeed, he could come at any moment. He and his Merry Men were prepared for such a visit. They had grown accustomed to having one ear and eye open at all times – even when they rested or enjoyed an evening of merriment (drinking and dice and whatnot). Robin could scarcely recall a time when life was not like that. Roland never knew a different life.


He pulled his hood down so as to have a better view; he tended to wear his hood at all times (at any moment he might have to pack and run). His smile grew. The former smirk had been of relief. This one came with joy. “It is good to see you. I did not think I would ever see you again,” he replied, “Although, I was unwise to think that I suppose. Paths have a tendency to reunite here in these lands.”

He shrugged. “Perhaps and perhaps not. These are dark times, as you are very well aware,” he replied. “Since you left this realm, there has been lawlessness here in these kingdoms. It is everyone for themselves. Being vigilant has become the way of life. Tell me what happened? There was a cloud of purple smoke. It washed over most of these lands. Then, much of the kingdoms were gone and all the rulers vanished without a trace. It has been thirty years and every rumor or story about that fateful night gets more and more fantastical. I can hardly remember them all. A library would not hold them all. The most popular story involves the will-o'-the-wisp and the mermaids having throwing their magic at each other.”


“Aye, we did. Forgive us. We will be on our way in the morning. No one had used this place for quite some time,” he said, his voice trailing off a bit. He was a bit shocked to know that there were some servants still working here. He should have looked over this place a bit more thoroughly. “We only need a way out of these lands. The Sheriff of Nottingham is hot on my trail. I do not want anything to happen to Roland. He’s all I’ve got.”

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