Henry wanders about the woods with a distracted expression. He's not sure what's going on here, but he's seen more alarming things, and either way he has to get back to Eileen before Walter murders her for real this time. He blames himself a little, thinking he shouldn't have crawled through the hole the last time, but what else was he supposed to do?
"Huh..." he recognizes something familiar on the ground, it looks like one of those legendary Swords of Obedience "How did this get here?"
The writing on it looks close enough, he was never really able to decipher it, but it must be the spell. It means it works. Does it also mean it's needed?
Not even the time to finish that thought that a hook is driven through is ankle, and he groans in pain.
"What the--?"
There is a chain attached to it, and it continues behind him. He hears a mocking laughter, and the first thing he does is instinctively grab the sword, but he's quickly pulled away.
"HELP!" he screams, but no one has heard him so far. He drops the sword as he's being pulled, but he crawls nonetheless, attempting to reach it. It's just slightly too far, and he sees someone is walking by.
Henry Townshend
Henry wanders about the woods with a distracted expression. He's not sure what's going on here, but he's seen more alarming things, and either way he has to get back to Eileen before Walter murders her for real this time. He blames himself a little, thinking he shouldn't have crawled through the hole the last time, but what else was he supposed to do?
"Huh..." he recognizes something familiar on the ground, it looks like one of those legendary Swords of Obedience "How did this get here?"
The writing on it looks close enough, he was never really able to decipher it, but it must be the spell. It means it works. Does it also mean it's needed?
Not even the time to finish that thought that a hook is driven through is ankle, and he groans in pain.
"What the--?"
There is a chain attached to it, and it continues behind him. He hears a mocking laughter, and the first thing he does is instinctively grab the sword, but he's quickly pulled away.
"HELP!" he screams, but no one has heard him so far. He drops the sword as he's being pulled, but he crawls nonetheless, attempting to reach it. It's just slightly too far, and he sees someone is walking by.
"Hey! A little hand, here?"