will_scarlett: (Sherwood)
In Nottingham, there's always a price though sometimes its not apparent until the thaws have passed. Little John escaped and Robin once more made a fool of the Sheriff. Months had gone by but that has simply meant the Sheriff has planned and considered.

On a day when the trees of Sherwood are showing their green buds to the world, the first of many small blows began to fall. The first came on the edge of the trees, where the wild of Sherwood began to seem tamed by a charcoal-burner's hut that was destroyed in minutes. There was no warning just the thunder of hooves before swords and staffs brought down destruction and left in their wake, a ruin of a home and a dead family.

Near the road to Lincoln, another blow fell, this one subtler as all the horses at the first inn were taken as the travelers cowered in fear. The news came to the men from all parts of the forest and they tried to be everywhere at once.

Robin, John and Much to the inn as Will, Allan and Tuck found the ruins of the charcoal-burners. It was a beginning and all eyes that turned upon them were full of fear and some of anger. This Spring would be full of blood and swift destruction.
will_scarlett: (Wyeth Merry Men)
Will is always on the lookout for doors in Sherwood, but he's not surprised when they're far between. He knows in his bones that he won't lose Milliways, but he is grateful to have some time to think on all that's passed.

Some days though there's an ache, he wonders how Guppy's children are looking, what new troubles Atton has found and if Doc's plans have happened yet. Then he fades into the hard work of surviving and protecting and Milliways moves to his dreams and memories.

Little John hasn't stopped being angry instead he seems to have become quieter, a dark and unhappy figure. Everyone treads carefully around him, Will is the only one who will yell at him and fight him but it never does enough to truly break the tension.

Finally Tuck after being told off for how the stew tastes one time too often, "If ye wish to fight, fight our enemies. Go in disguise and break some heads."

John grumbled and chose a beggars' disguise of rags and tatters before stooping his great frame with a smile, "Now I may chatter and grumble as I wish."

The men watched him go as the snow began to fall again, he would gain news and Sherwood some peace for a time.

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Will Scarlett

April 2014

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