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A Modern Fantasy Sacrifice

The creature was on its way back from the town, leaving behind the sacrifice with a token to be found in the morning when the ruckus had been heard. Who dared!? The creature picked up pace, feeling the pull of some fool upon its lands. The creature moved through the woods with great agility and silence until the misfortune of a branch crunched beneath a hooved foot. The mortal laughed, looking about with a phone in his hand and a tear in his pants.

Croaking deep and dull the eerie sound echoed around the unfortunate drunk who thought this all a joke. This, the creature thought as it observed, this was far more interesting than some dedicated sacrifice aware of its impending doom. This could be fun. In a swirl of mist the creature vanished, retaking form.

A dark haired young woman approached and it had to be the alcohol in Bobby's system that made her eyes appear red in the dim lighting of the forest. She seemed to be caught off-guard, looking up shyly as the boy looked about and questioned the friends that were not present. The creature had observed humans long enough, it could speak their tongue and take their shape.

"Are you lost and scared?" The girl questioned in a gentle voice that was just a touch off, again nothing the copious amount of alcohol coursing through the man's body couldn't misinterpret.

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The mystery of the creature is that no one that has actually seen it has lived. I believe it's called out in VT's original post that they all huddle back into their houses with the lights out so only the candles around the fountain are lighting the town.

Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong, I honestly don't mind being corrected. ^_^

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She would have been alone

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To tag some one use:
[ @Kenshi ] without the spaces between brackets, winds up looking like:

@Kenshi

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Red shirts are good to have around, though I would suggest waiting until the town wakes up and realizes all has gone wrong

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Name: Aleksander Rudel
Age: 43
Bio: Aleksander's family was one of the first to settle in Warlington centuries ago, unbelieving of the folklore surrounding the forest until the fateful night when the nightmare fuel made itself known. The Rudel family has since kept the town library well kept over the years. They reside on the second floor of the building. Aleksander is a kind man, even after the loss of his wife 10-years ago. She was selected and sacrificed like so many others before her.
Role in Story: Library Owner
Other: Widower and Single Father of Melissa

Name: Melissa Rudel
Age: 18
Bio: Born to a family of librarians, Melissa seems to always have her nose in a book. After the loss of her mother at the age of 8, this young redhead has taken it upon herself to learn as much as possible about the creature to little avail. Centuries of rumor and speculation have left very little in the way of actual facts the girl can get her hands on. Still, her quest continues as she attends yet another year of festivities surrounding the offering of one of their own.
Role in Story: Librarian's Assistant/Daughter. Assists with research regarding the creature.
Other: Fascinated by the occult.

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Jim Crow, rustling feathers already. <giggle>

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@Vampiretwilight You can take some time to think about it. I'm in no rush to post again today.

@Zanavy

Agreed :) take your time and write when it feels right.

on a side note, I have a character in mind as one of the town folk- would it be okay to play 2 characters? I know how to keep IC info separate between them and avoid Godmodding data. Totally cool either way, love the creature so far ^_^

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Flickering candles in the dark shadows of the woods moved, the creature that haunted Warlington over the centuries was awake. It rose from its lair and strolled through its forest at a leisurely pace as the sun set beyond the horizon. It had no little care for this monotonous tradition these days. They celebrated the sacrifice with a festival, the creature could hear the sounds echoing through the trees. The humans feared death more than they feared its wrath, how very different the new generations were from the ancestors who made a pact with the monster of the woods. The ancestors who had the decency to fear the unknown.

A large skeletal maw unhinged itself to left out a dull croak of noise. The sky would render itself dark for the creature soon and as the bright glow of the sun cast its red hue on the town, the birds fled their nests and screeched across the skies above Warlington. At least they knew fear, they knew to flee the very sound of the awakening.

What even was the point in accepting this sacrifice? The creature wondered as it passed through the forest. Darkness fall and the festivities ended. The town went dark shortly there after, save for the circle of candles around the fountain at the center of the main road. A supernatural darkness followed, should any civilian attempt to peer through their window to catch a glimpse of the horned beast all they would see was shadow, not even the candles could penetrate the shade cast upon them.

The beast entered, as it always had, from the forest and across the fields to the welcome sign at the front of town. It drew breath, the black cloak masking its physique billowing despite there being no breeze. The air was eerily still. It moved forward, its pace unhurried, the sacrifice wasn't going anywhere. Wait, was the sacrifice was crying? That was new, they hadn't done that in many years.

Large skulled head tilted as amber eyes peered down at the sobbing thing. It had crumbled to the floor, this one was different. The beast rose and looked about the silence of its surroundings. No noise, save for the quiet sobs of its sacrifice. What was the beast to do with this?

Already hesitant to accept this year's offering and perhaps cause a bit of chaos for the humans who had taken over its lands, the creature slipped back into the shadows. Why not change things up? It could be fun, something different, something new. He left the girl to cry herself to sleep, leaving behind only a bone pendant to mark that the beast had even been there.

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@Zanavy Creature can play now?

lmao, I'm quite possibly a touch too excited for this story