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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/27/2016 1:41:45 AM
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[i][b][u]A Trip into the Distant Past[/u][/b][/i]
[b]A dark, stormy day. Nothing to do. The loud group of Vio, Fentis, Clari, and Theresa are drunk, laughing, and breaking things. Everybody was stuck inside the dojo, everybody besides one.
Arthur had left the moment the storm started, to search for something. He had left Excalibur in his room, the door slightly open.
You've always wondered what it felt like, to hold a legendary sword.[/b]
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[b]Norarthur points the sword into the air [/b]
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[b]Time speeds forward, and Norarthur is sitting at Arthur's desk, staring at Excalibur. Wondering what to do. There is a knock at the door to his/her room, and a woman opens, most likely Arthur's mother.[/b] "Artie? What are you doing?"
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"Thinking."
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"Oh. Well, I hired a professional to train you in swordplay. He is downstairs, waiting."
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"Excellent." [b]Norarthur stands, Taking the sword. She leaves the room [/b]
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[b]Downstairs, a man with a black tuxedo, black glasses, and black hair awaits. He looks up at you, and smiles.[/b] "Ah, you must be Arthur. I am Guldan." [b]He extends a hand.[/b]
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[i]No way![/i] [b]Norarthur takes the man's hand [/b] "Pleasure.
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[b]He smiles.[/b] "Well, let us begin." [b]He leads Norathur to a courtyard, and draws a sword. He bows.[/b] "The trainee may have the first move."
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[b]Norarthur bows as well. She raises Excalibur and steps forward, slashing at Gul [/b]
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[b]Guldan blocks easily....[/b] [b]Time speeds forward, and Norathur is 17 years old, the day before Arthur's 18th birthday. He/she is speaking to Guldan.[/b] "I've trained you well, these six years, Arthur."
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"Indeed you have Master Guldan."
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"Now, no need to call me master any longer. Tomorrow, you become a man. And with that, you gain the responsibilities of a King upon your shoulders. Are you ready?"
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"Of course."
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[b]Guldan nods.[/b] "I'm proud of you...." [b]Time skips forward, and it is Arthur's first day as king. Hundreds of civilians had come and gone from the castle, meeting and greeting the new King. Arthur met with every single one of them, and by the end of the day, was sweating, tired. But before he could get any rest, a man runs into the castle.[/b] "P-please, she is innocent... my wife... she did not kill the child....."
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[b]Norarthur looks at the man. [/b] "What? Who?
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"M-my wife is being accused... of... of killing o-our baby!" [b]Tears begin rolling down the man's cheeks, as outside the castle, a woman is about to be hung.[/b]
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"Well did she?"
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"N-no! She was framed! I s-swear it!"
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"Come with me." [b]Norarthur walks outside [/b] "STOP THE HANGING!"
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[b]The men and women all turn towards Norathur.[/b] "She was found with a bloody knife in her child's room!" [b]One calls out.[/b] "P-please, my king, I was framed! A man came in... and put a knife in my hand... after killing my baby...." [b]The woman cries out.[/b]
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"Why would he do such a thing?"
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[spoiler]Take note: Somehow, the woman knew it was a man, although she claims she was asleep.[/spoiler] "I-I do not know his intentions...."
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"And where were you? When this man placed the dagger In your hand?"
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"I-I was in bed...."
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"Sleeping?"
