Help I am Wounded (Sir Thomas, Anne Carptener)

[tom]

Thomas was trudging through the rain with his horse. He hated days like these he remembered on days like these something bad would always happen. Sure enough he was right just as he made his way down the muddy road some of the sheriffs troops stopped him. The first one said "Who are you and what is you business in Locksley?"

Thomas replied coldly and in a deep Scottish accent "Aye, I’m looking for housing in your village. I’m just a weary traveller" trying to hide his face.

The second then opened his eyes wide and said quickly "SIR that’s the man who attacked Merton in his manor."

The first guard laughed and said "You are under arrest, sir" he said just as a sword was plunged threw his belly. Thomas pulled it out and got quickly on his horse and killed another guard.

The second then cried "STOP HIM MURDERER!" Archer's moved into place and fired at the knight and one hit Thomas in the back, but he kept on moving and got off his horse and hid behind a wall to evade the soldiers. He then looked around panting and he saw a house. He ran towards the door and knocked on it very hard.

[I'm abusing my admin skills here to point out I made this post grammatically correct! - Jen]

[Rose Barns]

Anne looked out the window to see it raining. And what a shame for she had been thinking of going to the market. She was hoping to see that boy again, Jake. He had been a funny kid, though handsome and in the end rather sweet in a humble sort of way. She had been glad that he had run into her and that he had stolen the bread that made him take her on a wild goose chase, but in the end it had amounted to nothing. Still, seeing him again would have been nice. Anne sighed, combing her fingers through her golden hair and deftly braiding it into one plate in the back. She was alone surprisingly; her family had gone to visit some friends and would probably spend the night in this rain.

As she moved from the main room to her own room in the back, she heard a scream outside and then pounding on her door. Startled, Anne drew her shawl closer to her, but the knock came again and she moved to the door, eyes scanning the window. It was still raining very hard as she opened it a crack. From what she could see, there was a big cloaked man with a weapon and a dead guard in the middle of the square. Anne didn't know what to do. She couldn't afford to be punished for being an accomplice, but this man had killed a guard. Was he friend, or foe?

"Who are you?" she asked, knowing it was not time to be asking these questions.

[tom]

Breathing heavily he answered, " Sir Thomas... of Scotland "he managed to gasp. He pleaded to Peasant Girl, " Please Help me I beg of you help me ". He looked on his back ,the arrow was still embedded in his armor. So we his last few ounces of Strength , Thomas yanked the arrow out and he let out a cry of pain.

But not so loud that everyone could hear him . After the arrow had been yanked out Thomas fell to his knees, and said one last time before collapsing. " Help...... me........." he said now as his eyes went black before him . Now he laid in the mud at the with the guards looking for him. All he thought about was his father and mother , How he would disgrace them for dying this way.