3. Halah's past.

Halah's past.


  • PC Name: Halah Waynolds
    Account Name: MetalClawWolf

    The moon shone down on the city of Hoarsgate. Most were asleep, most. A lone redheaded girl ran from alley to alley. She could hear the footsteps of the man chasing her. She was no match for him, and she knew it. The fight earlier cost the life of the one man she knew in the entire city. A young banite priest by the name of Marke.

    Guilty by association.

    Her running led her into a dark corner of the city, she dove behind an old empty trash barrel and closed her eyes and held her breath. The moments that passed felt like an eternity. She could hear his footsteps, he ran at first, then he stopped. He knew he had her cornered.

    "Come out little girl…" he hissed.

    "Bane wont save you from me." he cackled, in the way an overconfident man does to a pathetic rival.

    "Cyric is the one you should fear..." His footsteps got even closer. She could hear him draw his blade.

    "There you are..." he stopped in the alleyway looking down at the girl who was cowering in fear. "Pathetic. Truly pat-"

    Bloodspattered all across her face and arms. She let out a terrified shriek, only to have it silenced by a hand covering her mouth.

    "Shut up you stupid girl." hissed an unfamiliar voice.

    When she opened her eyes she saw a man dressed in simple garments. He stood releasing her, then wiped the dark blade across his pant leg. On the ground lay the body of the Cyricist an expression of suprise and agony on his face.

    "He the one that killed Marke?" the Zhentarim asked.

    "I... I.. think s-so..." she whispered.

    "You think so? You better be sure. Now look at him and tell me if its him or not." She slowly looked down at the man as she stood. Slowly making her way closer to his corpse.

    "Come on! Is it him or not!?" he barked, as he shoved her towards the body. She fumbled a bit but nodded her head. "Yes... Thats him."

    "Good. Now get cleaned up, Ill deal with him."

    She stepped off the boat in Peltarch about two weeks after the incident. The Zhent explained a few things, then told her where to go, with one last bit of advice.

    "And don't be stupid. People over there find out you follow Bane and you're as good as dead. We will be in touch."


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