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Bilgrog was an ordinary half-orc who lived on a pig farm. There was a large, yet shoddy looking barn that hosted the hay and other misc. feed for the boars. Beside the farm, a small shack made of greying wood sat underneath a large, oak tree. Beside the shack, the somewhat well-kept, but worn pen that held the tusked boars. They wallowed about in their own filth, snorting, and standing idly, while Bilgrog grabbed handfuls of feed from a dirty bowl, tossing them to the animals. He wore a falling apart straw-hat, roughly-sewn tunic of a yellowish color, and sack-cloth pants of a faded green.

Around the farm, a forest that was very peaceful. And near the forest, a bustling, busy city, that had built roads of cobblestone and these roads were constantly worn down by the travelling merchants and their carts, horses, and caravan guards.

Kuro ran through the forest, dodging arrows that were being shot at her by some people her dad had sent to capture her. She jerked her body from side to side, skillfully avoiding the arrows. Running aimlessly, she desperately tried to find a place to hide. As she neared the end of the forest, she spotted a farm and ran to the shack, shutting the door behind her. She pressed her eat to the door to listen and to see if she had lost them.

The men chasing the girl run by, past the couple of buildings. The pigs perk their ears up and the orc stops his feeding to watch them yell and point towards the other side of the forest. The half-orc's jaw twinges as he watches them go by.

"She must have gone this way! Onward!" And so they went, being, not only poor shots, but also, poor trackers. City folk, most likely.

The orc shrugs his broad shoulders and looks to his pigs, "They ain't gonna take you away from me, little piggies. Here, come get it." He tosses the pigs a few handfuls of seed and they oink, pleased.

Inside the shack, there was a bed to the right, alongside the wall, a table with a few dirty dishes on it, and a set of silverware, strangely polished and ornate. To the left, a sturdy wardrobe that is worn, its edges soft and its design faded.

As soon as Kuro knew that they had left, she sighed in relief and leaned her back on the door, sliding down it. She took this time to really look at the shack. 'Someone must be living here.' she thought as she saw the bed and the table.
Peaking out from the crack of the door one last time to make sure they were gone, she slipped out and started towards the woods cautiously.

Xiana walks through forest and to the farm. She looks at the men running and chasing after nothing. Rolls eyes. "Idiots" She walks up to the half-orc feeding the pigs. "Have you seen a girl running through? She has huge ears on her head" She points to the spot on her head where the girl's ears would be. Xiana has a bow and quiver filled with arrows strapped to her back, and two long, curved daggers; one on the side and the other in her heavy duty leather boot. She wears plain pants and a semi-tight shirt so that when she runs or does an activity, she doesn't have clothes that slow her down. She has her long dark brown hair tied into a braid that runs down her back.

Bilgrog's attention drifts to the archer lady, and his eyes stop upon her bow and arrows. The pigs in the pen lift their snouts to the air, oinking and mucking about in the mud. "Errr.." The half-orc's right hand scratches just beneath his straw hat, turning his head to look about...

Two men were returning, their voices audible as they talked and walked the way they came, back towards the farm, "I could have sworn we had her that time!" He strikes his fist into his open palm, "She must have slipped away while we were reloading!" The other man shakes his head, "A bow doesn't take that long, does it?" The two men were nearing the girl, or, was it the girl that was nearing the two men?

The half-orc shakes his head, "Ain't been nobody but me and my pigs." The half-orc eyes her clothing, "You from that city, nearby? Whatchu want a girl for? They ain't good for eatin'."

She hears the two men and quickly ducks behind two hay bales stacked on top of each other and leaves you standing there talking to what seems like nobody. "Shh... I was sent by someone to protect her. I know you know where she is so hurry and tell me..." she whispers as she never takes an eye off the two. Xiana pulls out her bow and an arrow already aiming at ones head.

((Hey NotKasey, just so you know I'm not playing the character Ember, I'm playing Kuro Sakuranbo. This forum is a challenge from the roleplay blender. If you want to know what Kuro looks like, look on KuroSakuranbo14's profile and she should be there.))
Kuro had slipped behind a tree without notice, but stopped when she saw the girl approach. She listened to the conversation and paused when she heard the last part. "Protect me...?" She whispered to herself.

(What do you mean by challenge? Sorry I'm kinda new so I don't know much lol)

{It is a realm that we created to play as other people's characters. Essentially, it is a game, and there is nothing different than other roleplays, otherwise.}

Bilgrog watches the girl hide behind a haystack, lifting his right hand to scratch at his cheek, "Uh..but..huh?" His large, jutting-jaw face turns to watch the two men go past his shack and into the other side of the woods, one explaining to the other, "No, no, no, a crossbow is much slower. That wouldn't have helped at all." The other chatters back, "But a crossbow can shoot further, right?" The first man shakes his head as they enter the wood's treeline.

Bilgrog bends down and places the bucket of feed on the ground, standing up and crossing his bare, greenish arms across his chest, his expression souring, "Whaddya mean, I know where she is? I dun even know who yer talkin' about. There ain't no girl around these parts, just me and dem pigs." The half-orc tilts his head a few times towards his pig pen.

{Oh no, you are fine. It is a challenge for us, but you are free to do as you please.}

( is there any way I can join using Panama?)