!!xTem6FcnJVT 08/08/11(Mon)14:33 No.15866134|
As Alvin approaches the village he's greeted by Karl and Jehenna, the two stare at him, and him alone, as he emerges from the woods. As Karl stops him he sees something very strange, a lock of Alvin's hair has turned snowy white. "The Witch..", breathes Karl softly, it's clear he knows, as does Jehenna. "You must never speak to any about your agreement. Least of all Lord Tarkin. He must never know, just like his forefathers".
They slowly explain the story, apparently the first Lord Tarkin was a real asshole, he left his pregnant wife to die in the woods after he found out she had been impure when he married her. Chained to a tree by the Lake she vowed revenge and died, something heard her vow and made it so.
That winter, a terrible storm came, that nearly destroyed the village and the castle, it was only ended by appeasing the demon with the blood of ten men for Lord Tarkin. It seemed to calm the demon and so it has gone, men drown, are lost in the woods.
However Karl had hoped Alvin would stand up to the Witch, he didn't, he slowly grabs a small knife, "We must clean your head of hair, none may ever see the lock, for they'll know what you are", he smiled, "her emissary".
Nope, he might be a pussy, but at least, he protected his new 'people'