One foot after the other, his legs bounded through the forest. His target just out of reach of his hands. She was a bit faster than him, but no where near as smart. Screams tore threw her body and out her mouth only to be stifled by the surrounding trees. Her energy depleting all the quicker for it, she wasn't familiar with these woods. A painfully obvious fact that she seemed to have omitted when choosing this course. Turning to quick the young blonde stumbled over a fallen log. Shiloh smiled, just a little too widely, for the stumble slowed her just enough to catch up on her. Moving quickly on his feet Shiloh reached out and grabbed the girls shoulder, pinning her to a nearby tree. He leant close to her face, her beauty all the more radiant in the autumn moonlight. He moved his hand up slowly from it's place at her shoulder, cupping her cheek. He stared deeply into her eyes, Shiloh leant forward and kissed her deeply. Despite her pushing at his chest, he firmly attached to her lips, savouring the taste. A few moments later and Shiloh's face was no longer pressed to hers. Instead it hung on her shoulder as held her tightly to him. Breathing small puffs of air against her face, "Babe, I love you. Don't worry," He whispered into her ear. "It all be over soon enough, hun," Shiloh spoke, his free hand slowly making it up to her neck. The blade held within shining brilliantly in the moonlight, he pressed the cold steel softly against her skin, smiling. "It matches your hair," A quick flick of his wrist and the young woman fell to the forest floor, writhing. Shiloh knelt down to her side, and pressed his hand to the oozing-red wound, "I loved you." He sat there, hand firmly in place, sobbing as he watched the light leave her eyes. When her breath finally ceased Shiloh brought his now-bloody hand to rest at his lips, licking at the coppery juice. Once finished, Shiloh rifled through her clothes to a find a fair sized pouch filled with coin and went on his way.
With a jingle at his hip and skip in his step, Shiloh finally madeway into the small village. He perused the few sellers stalls, buying a few cans of preserved strawberries and minced deer. Great amenities for the road. He walked proudly into the local inn and sat at the bar, listening carefully to the local gossip. He sat there for near an hour without hardly a twitch, just listening. A loud clink on the wood of the bar bought his attention, a lager sat in front of him. "On the house, sir," The barkeep sad darkly, wiping down the other end of the bar. Shiloh simply laughed, placing a few coins on the table. At least double what the beer should of cost, "Don't worry about it, man." The older man turned to him a look of bewilderment on his face. He smiled back at Shiloh and started pushing the extra coin back towards the young man. To which the younger stopped mid table, "Coin for chat?" Shiloh prompted grinning. The two men sat for a while longer chatting about this and that. A young woman had apparently gone missing about a week ago in the village over. "How peculiar," Shiloh's expression was blank as he got up from the bar. With a wave of his hand he left to his rentalroom.
The sun sat high in the sky as Shiloh walked through the village. Scoping the people on his way out. He spotted the barkeep from the night before quarreling with his wife at their door, a small girl clung to her skirt. Hands went flying as both parties pointed around ferociously, shouting loudly about money, kids and something-or-other. The other villagers went about as if nothing happened. With a grin on his face he approached the barkeep tenderly. "Sorry to interfere, but I couldn't help but wonder if you two are okay?" The couple just stared at the white-haired boy, unsure if they ought to be angry or confused. Shiloh's attention immediately switched to the little girl, as if just noticing her. He crouched to her level, hardly a foot from the child and her mother. "My, aren't you lovely? I bet you're smart too, I can tell," He stood back up to look at the two adults. "This may come as an odd request, sir, madam. But my name is Shiloh Ezras, I'm a very successful scholar and have been looking for a student to mentor, as of late. And you're daughter seems like a lovely candidate," His mouth turned upwards into reassuring smile, "I assure you that under my care, she'll became brighter than no other and bring you back riches beyond compare," His reached into his money pouch, pulling out nearly 600 pieces of gold, holding it out to them. "If you need further reasoning. Than consider this but the first of many payments. What do you say?" His smile stuck to his face as he waited for the reply from destitute parents.
With a jingle at his hip and skip in his step, Shiloh finally madeway into the small village. He perused the few sellers stalls, buying a few cans of preserved strawberries and minced deer. Great amenities for the road. He walked proudly into the local inn and sat at the bar, listening carefully to the local gossip. He sat there for near an hour without hardly a twitch, just listening. A loud clink on the wood of the bar bought his attention, a lager sat in front of him. "On the house, sir," The barkeep sad darkly, wiping down the other end of the bar. Shiloh simply laughed, placing a few coins on the table. At least double what the beer should of cost, "Don't worry about it, man." The older man turned to him a look of bewilderment on his face. He smiled back at Shiloh and started pushing the extra coin back towards the young man. To which the younger stopped mid table, "Coin for chat?" Shiloh prompted grinning. The two men sat for a while longer chatting about this and that. A young woman had apparently gone missing about a week ago in the village over. "How peculiar," Shiloh's expression was blank as he got up from the bar. With a wave of his hand he left to his rentalroom.
The sun sat high in the sky as Shiloh walked through the village. Scoping the people on his way out. He spotted the barkeep from the night before quarreling with his wife at their door, a small girl clung to her skirt. Hands went flying as both parties pointed around ferociously, shouting loudly about money, kids and something-or-other. The other villagers went about as if nothing happened. With a grin on his face he approached the barkeep tenderly. "Sorry to interfere, but I couldn't help but wonder if you two are okay?" The couple just stared at the white-haired boy, unsure if they ought to be angry or confused. Shiloh's attention immediately switched to the little girl, as if just noticing her. He crouched to her level, hardly a foot from the child and her mother. "My, aren't you lovely? I bet you're smart too, I can tell," He stood back up to look at the two adults. "This may come as an odd request, sir, madam. But my name is Shiloh Ezras, I'm a very successful scholar and have been looking for a student to mentor, as of late. And you're daughter seems like a lovely candidate," His mouth turned upwards into reassuring smile, "I assure you that under my care, she'll became brighter than no other and bring you back riches beyond compare," His reached into his money pouch, pulling out nearly 600 pieces of gold, holding it out to them. "If you need further reasoning. Than consider this but the first of many payments. What do you say?" His smile stuck to his face as he waited for the reply from destitute parents.
