Trevor B Harper
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Being the oldest daughter of Duke Welmont, one of the most influential people in Western Slavia, you had numerous things to learn as a child. Sword fighting, bowmastery, spinning yarn and so on. Since you were but a child who already can remember, you knew you were going to be put up for marriage to the son of Duke Grievehorn, Jeremy Grievehorn.
On the day of the wedding, a large wooden club hit your head as you were about to walk out of your back yard into the forest for your morning walk. The pain was intense and it knocked you out in mere seconds.
Next thing you know - you wake up in a carriage, entangled with chains and a rag in your mouth. The bumpy road beneath the carriage's wooden wheels didn't help at all. Still barely bleeding from the back of your head you look around to find two more men sitting next to you. Both dressed in rags, bandanas over their faces and daggers tucked on both sides of their waist.
. . . What do you do?
[1] Start muffling and tossing around in fear.
[2] Inspect your surroundings.
[3] Start screaming.
[4] Try to escape the chain bindings.
[5] Attempt to laugh hysterically to scare the men.
On the day of the wedding, a large wooden club hit your head as you were about to walk out of your back yard into the forest for your morning walk. The pain was intense and it knocked you out in mere seconds.
Next thing you know - you wake up in a carriage, entangled with chains and a rag in your mouth. The bumpy road beneath the carriage's wooden wheels didn't help at all. Still barely bleeding from the back of your head you look around to find two more men sitting next to you. Both dressed in rags, bandanas over their faces and daggers tucked on both sides of their waist.
. . . What do you do?
[1] Start muffling and tossing around in fear.
[2] Inspect your surroundings.
[3] Start screaming.
[4] Try to escape the chain bindings.
[5] Attempt to laugh hysterically to scare the men.
