Neck Deep in Death (HitokiriChibi, I)ragon)
The seaside city, Corshire, was famous for it's beautiful landscape, successful shops, the vast resource of the nearby sea and its valiant guard watch. Nothing got past the guards, the willing and brave who kept pirates and marauders at bay. They were the highest authority in the sheltered city, other than the eccentric mayor who hardly left his mansion and allowed no one inside. But, there is no such thing as peace without chaos to balance it.
The Captain of the Guard, Joshua Rolfe, was renowned as the best swordsmen around and the most respected man in town, besides the mayor of course. He had single-handedly defeated one of the most feared of pirate lords, Captain Xavier Brigand. After their captain was defeated, the rest of his armada retreated, fleeing from Corshire, making the Captain a hero. Soon afterward, the mayor had made a deal, giving the Captain rewards for each criminal.
...but with temptation, then power... there is always corruption...
Rolfe empowered his militia to ensure he'd catch criminals, enlisting mages, warlocks, and other "assets" to help his chances. But he was also making a fatal mistake. Scaring off crime wasn't good for the captain. There was only one way to fix that...
...Organized crime.
The trouble-making guy was walking up the paved path, hoping to get to a place that had food. He looked to his left seeing plenty of trees, same to the right. So boring... Drake continued walking... but he was getting so hungry. He quickly crouched down, morphing into a yellow lab, his favorite kind of dog and immediately smelled something delicious... it was further up the road. H Also heard waves crashing against a shore... and smelled the salty air as well.
Drake dashed forward, hoping he could find a restaurant at this place or something before he starved to death. Drake continued at looked up ahead and saw a stone wall and a hope wooden gate . A town was sure to have some good food, all right. The smell was getting closer, more delicious, it made his mouth water... maybe being a dog made that happen, but it still smelled great. Drake hurried to the gate, and morphed back into his normal self to see that the gate was ajar.
Drake pushed, opening the large wooden door a bit more and stepped inside the city. Immediately, he saw a sign that depicted, "Corshire" in gleaming letters to the left. Drake saw a busy crowd of people, buying things from outdoor shops and such. How was he supposed to get through to find some food or anything? He looked to the right and saw an alley. Hoping it would help him, Drake walked down it.
He rounded the corner and the next thing he knew, he was being tackled by a man with a hood over his face and was hit over the head with something heavy. Drake fell unconscious and he did not like where this had landed him... he was in a group holding cell, in a jail. What just happened? He saw a guard walking down the halls and the gaurd stopped his route and headed over to Drake.
"What happened, I was ambushed and I wound up here, why am I in a cell?" Drake asked, rubbing his head and feeling dried blood.
"Silence, criminal! Alec Johanson, you are under arrest for theivery, assualt, running from authorities and murder!"
"Excuse me...?"
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