[RP] The miserable of London

That day would be just another one if that man hadn't arrivied in the district...

He was dressed poorly with old common clothes - as any other peasant. His hair was long and dark, his eyes where as blue as the England seas.

Nobody knew where he was from, but discovered in the town hall, that he made crimes in the past...

People from all London were worried about crime in those days, another thief wasn't the kind of people they wanted. Because some of them meet to start plannig a way to erase the strange man from world!






Who was that man? What was him looking for in the peaceful city where the sun never drops?!!

(The history is in your hands!)

As the Captain of a ship and by having good relationships with his subordinates, Alexander didn't take long to hear that someone had arrived in town, someone who wouldn't have caught the attention of Alexander or his crew, but it was apparently so, according to the sailors who went on shore today, that the man had had some difficulties in the past and Alexander, still the one and only Judge of Middlesex, decided that he should keep an eye out for this man.

Not only was he worried of the man committing another crime, but also was he concerned of the reaction of the people of London. Never was a thief, known worse then new, welcome within their city, but it was still Alexanders task to ensure both the safety of the people of London as the safety of the newcomers, he didn't want unrest at any of both sides.

After a brief moment to think over what to do, he sent out a sailor or 3 to look in the town, to find this man that some have talked about in the bars. In the best case, the man wouldn't exist and just be a fantasy of some drunk man, but otherwise, the man had to be found, and so, the sailors ran across town, looking in all the streets they could find, to see if they could pick up the trail of this new man in town.

(It is always in your hands, to be found or to be hidden )

While the captain was giving his orders, lots of strange things happend in the docks district.

-Cut his head - yelled someone.

-Calm down, man - said a fair guy. If this guy is really a thief, he'd probably paid for his past deeds.

Things were getting worser and worser. The crownd's arguement was tuning to a local incident...

Maybe the fear of the unknown is even bigger than the danger. And maybe, that fear can turn in even a bigger danger...

But, in that moment of the civil disorder, the two thigs - the fear and the "danger" - appeared to come together:

-What's the reason of so many tension? - yelled a man after making a strong noise, asking for attention - Before arriving here, I listened that londoners were nice and pollite...


Everybody in the crownd was scared... It was the man! And in his right hand he was carrying a very known object: it was from his riffle that the noise came from!

Before the man could answer, 3 hidden sailors appeared behind him. They were Alexander's crew.




What the sailors have done to the man? Who is him? What who is looking for?

(The history is in your hands!)

The three sailors gathered near a crowd, they were standing close to someone and the man in the middle seemed to get quite some attention, but apparently not enough, because while the crowd was wispering internally, a strong sound, coming for a rifle, broke the actuel wispering and turned everyone's attention to the guy in the middle again.

The three sailors made their way through the crowd, finally arriving in that middle where the man, holding a rifle, stood. One of the sailors, the oldest of three, stepped forward. Excuse me Sir, I would strongly like to advise you to put down your rifle, or to give it to me, and then follow us out of here, we have been sent by a man that has no bad intentions.

In the meantime, the crowd was already turning from fear from the man to anger, because they realised that if he would fire a gun in an area where so many people are, he might hit someone next time, and they would try to prevent it. The other two sailors quickly spoke to the crowd, in order to restrain them. We have been sent here by the authorized persons to take this man away, stay back and let us do our job, so nobody will get hurt!

The tension was high, what would the man do next, was the only thing the three sailors were really thinking of.

The man looked towards the sailors and realised that they were too strong, he wasn't able to beat both.

He gave up.

Than, the sailors took him to see lord Alexander. But the crownd didn't let them alone, one of the peasants that were in the protest took a rock and said:

- No one is an authorized man, but a free man! - yelled strongly - Londoners have the right to do what they want to this guy!

He throwed the rock on one sailor!

Actually, in that moment, the 3 guys weren't enemies anymore, if they didn't help themselves all of them would have died...
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(But the history is on your hands now)

The sailors saw one of the people throwing a rock and they both quickly drew their knives. They took the man with them, their knives aiming at the people, while they tried to force the people to make an opening for them to leave, if they didn't they would be cut. In every case, they would do what they were told or die.

In the meantime, because the sailors had been gone for quite a while, Alexander had already left his ship with some more of his men. He looked around in the town for his three sailors and after a while they spotted a group of people. Alexander, followed by his men, stepped into the group, people were already having stones and other things in their hands to throw at someone, but Alexander couldn't see who.

In name of the Queen of England, disperse now or prepare to get arrested. He yelled, above the crowd. His men, who were now in equal numbers with the people, stood ready to make the people disperse, they were still not aware of the fact that one of the sailors was already killed by the public, what if they would discover, when the group dispersed?