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Post by guyofgisborne on Oct 25, 2008 19:07:00 GMT 1
Guy walked far into the forest, holding back a sword. He walked alone, these were not orders, but he wanted to find Robin Hood and his little outlaw crew, he would do whatever it takes to have them killed, dead or alive.
He grumbled at the birds singing. How annoying and disgracing, he thought. He leaned against a tree.
On the inside, anger raged throughout his veins, on the outside he was cold and lifeless. His raven colored hair fell onto his face as he looked down. Was Marian ever going to accept him for what he was? [/size]
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Post by much on Jan 14, 2009 17:47:11 GMT 1
Much had been wandering through the forest for close to an hour attempting to hunt but catching nothing. He had made a promise to him self that he would not return back to the camp with out something substantial this time. If he went back with a rabbit they would accuse him of feeding them squirrel or rat, even robin who new much better an anyone teased him about it. Robin new Much could never feed some one rat, rat was vermin and it tasted vile. He would kill a deer but then Much wasn’t the best hunter being clumsily and making far to much noise the Deer would hear him before much even got close.
He strolled round the bend holding his bow by his side, a bow not nearly as magnificent as Robins, humming to himself the song that eve had told him. He stopped abruptly as if he had just seen the devil and dashed behind a tree. Why was it always him that found him self in trouble. If any of the others went off alone in to the forest they would more or less be all right. Much raised his eyes up playing that he had not been seen and that Gisbornes hearing was not nearly as good as a deers.
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Post by guyofgisborne on Jan 14, 2009 18:22:39 GMT 1
All of a sudden, Gisborne thought he had heard a small hint of a sound and turned around looking at a man shorter than he was. "And may I ask what you are doing here, dear sir?" He asked with royalty but coldness in his deep, manly voice.
His dark eyes kept a distance from his.
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Post by much on Jan 18, 2009 21:38:41 GMT 1
Much stared wide eyes at Sir Guy and let out a nervous laugh. He never was one for quick thinking and if there was every a time to think fast it was now. Why had Gisborne travelled so deep in to the forest and with out his usual group of guards? Much thought it was best to leave this question till later and think on a more important thought, how was he going to get away.
“Sir guy ! Me ohh nothing sir just reliving myself behind this tree here …. You know”
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Post by robin on Mar 7, 2009 19:41:54 GMT 1
Robin was on his way back from Knighton after a particularly good afternoon with Marion. He hadn’t wanted to leave but the sudden arrival of some local nobles cut there time together short. It was on his way back that he caught site of Guy or Gisborne ridding threw the forest and knowing at once he was up to something shadowed his movements. He was becoming dangerously close to the camp and if his course didn’t change soon Robin new he would have to intervene but some one beat him to it.
The familiar voice of Robin’s retired man servant Much cried out. “Oh Much” Robin groaned quietly. He always did find him self in trouble and more often than not Robin was the one to get him out of it. The only problem now was they where far to close to the camp if he where to jump out now Gisborne might catch on and that would put Wills handy work to waste.
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