Build your own adventure

[robinbloke]

You are standing outside a low stone building, there is a single door on this side that looks to be made of wood and metal. Behind you a trail winds back down the hill and away into the distance. It is approaching nightfall, the sun is tinging the sky and clouds pink with it's dying rays.
What do you do?

I will write you a "build your own adventure" style story if you leave a comment, just ask for a genre and give me a brief description of yourself and then say what you want to do, the rest will unfold...

Comments

Re: Ronin...

[riksowden.livejournal.com]

The noises bring me instantly alert, with a hand to my blade i continue, waiting to see what lies ahead. What the next step of my journey shall bring me to.

Re: Ronin...

[robinbloke.livejournal.com]

There is a echoing hiss like escaped air from ahead, followed by a muffled shriek. You turn a corner just in time to see what it is. Ahead a figure kneels, the pockedmarked blackened skin of timeless danger hanging from it's seemingly fragile frame, wild hair blowing in the wind. It scoops the innards from the unfortunate peasant it has just killed with the long claws on it's hand as it's head snaps to look at you, pale round eyes staring balefully at you beneath two curled horns atop it's head. It is an Oni.

Re: Ronin...

[riksowden.livejournal.com]

thought and action are one, the way of the Samurai is immediacy, motion and desire in perfect harmony, to think is unnessecery...

Without pause i step forward, my blade coming smoothly from its scabbard, the blossom falls upon the water, my blade strikes for the beasts throat.

Re: Ronin...

[robinbloke.livejournal.com]

No ordinary opponent, this demon, but you blade swings like wind through the grass. It moves to dodge your blade but not quite enough, an inhuman scream comes from it's throat as your blade cuts deep into it's shoulder, black blood bubbling from the wound.
It howls and pulls itself off your blade and slices at your chest with it's long claws, the pain from the wound slowing it's attack somewhat.

Re: Ronin...

[riksowden.livejournal.com]

No-thought is the way of the warrior, without thought, or fear, i press my attack.

I am the wind, i am the river, my blade will be still only in victory, or in death.