Roles Word: Forger Iron: Soldier Fish: fish Red: King Bins: Hobo ( of course ) Narrator: Unknown RP STARTS! Narrator: it was a cold, rainy night in Gilneas, in the Kings Hall soldiers are now on the search for a man who stole a dozen fish. Red: i want that thief FOUND! -bangs table- no matter what you have to do! KILL HIM! -all soldiers salute- Red: NOW OFF WITH YOU!! Narrator: Iron, one of his soldiers was one of the most loyal in the group of soldiers. he even once took a knife to the chest when a rouge tried to kill the king. he somehow stumbled away from the group of soldiers, therefore changing his life. Word: Hello soldier! need anything? Iron: well, my blade is kind of dull, it would be good for a quick repair.. Word: ok then -puts on goggles- -bangs on sword with hammer- Iron: those goggles look good on you, oh and also here is your gold. -gives 5 gold coins- Word: thank you. Iron: No Problem Friend. Bins: - running across the Market District- -carrying a ton of fish- Iron: HEY YOU! STOP! -Iron Follows- Narrator: Iron had then followed him all the way to the corner of the kingdom, to the old rotten shed that was thought of as abandoned. Iron: A HAH! i got you no- --Sees small children and a wife-- Bins: PLEASE! I'm just trying to feed my family... Iron: umm....well...hmm... Child: are you here to take my daddy...??? Iron:.....no...no I'm not, I'm here just to say how nice your dads doing on raising you guys... anyway, enjoy your evening... Narrator: and so in his own pity, he left them to thrive on the fish, oh wait...i haven't given fish any speech yet hold on.. Iron: -turns back at the poor family- Fish: -flop flop- Narrator: ok there, anyway,so in his pity, he left the family to there own bidding. but as loyal as he is he couldn't keep the secret from the king and soon he was sentenced to death. Red: -puts Iron in a guillotine- you have been sentenced to death for treason. any last words Iron. Iron: yes....remember men and citizens, we deserve more from what we are getting. STAND UP FOR YOURSELVES!!! Red:-lets go of rope- -blade cuts irons head off- Word: -squints eyes- i will....
