Betrayal at Villawood Manor – Created by one of the players:
- Male human fighter lvl 4
The sounds of steel on steel, steel on flesh and steel on bone echo out from the small tribe of Shoanti, but the sound that will forever bind to the soul of young Valentijn is the sound of his families cries before being slaughtered. His two brothers, mother and father struck down by Shoanti infantrymen during the “Civil takeover” of this part of Varisia. One by one each member of the family fell to the floor with the same wound across the necks as the chosen execution, as his mother the last to be executed hit the ground, Valentijn wept and now could not control how audible it was. An infantryman with a giant grip grabbed Valentijn from under the bed by his collar, and yanked the now weeping Valentijn to his feet. Instantly Valentijn fell to his knees as he knew that he too would meet the same fate as his family.
Suddenly the door to the room flung open and later Valentijn would know this man as Colonel Malino Villawood, hero of the Chelaxian army. “It was agreed we would leave the children! Report back to the barracks, I would have your heads myself but too much blood has already been spilt here”. The two infantry men quickly left, Vallentijn could not see them as his eyes remained shut. “Are you harmed my boy?” asked the now kneeling Colonel, Valentijn could not answer as his words were caught up in both grief and rage. With a hand on Valentijns shoulder “Let’s get out of here, this is no scene for a child”.
The Villawoods took Valentijn in; Malino was a very kind and a gentleman which was far different from his battlefield persona of a hardened Colonel. Valentijn grew up with two brothers and a sister, a mother in Vendena Villawood and a father figure and teacher in Malino Villawood. Educated in both combat but also in academics, Valentijn truly lived the life of an upper class Chelian. What set him apart was his inner rage and cruel intentions, hidden and kept from plain sight.
Valentijn pondered all this as he sat at the grand dining table in Villawood manor; he tapped the handle of his sword while looking upon his handy work. Seated was all the members of the Villawood family, all seated perfectly but with their heads on the platers all looking at Valentijn. Faces all with the same look of horror, shame and fear, eyes open and a gape this also drew a slight grin on the blood soaked face of Valentijn. He has waited until it was time for dinner, walked into the grand dining room and slaughtered each and every member of the Villawood. He then set upon each body and placed them into their current positions, even the house hands did not escape the wrath of Valentijn, as they sit in the corner slumped with their heads still on the ground. The room bloodied and painted wall to floor with red, Valentijn spoke softly “Well, it seems that diner tonight is taking far too long. May I be excused?” Valentijn stood up clutching at his ornate sword, a present from Malino. Valentijn walked around the table until reaching the bloodied corpse of Malino, Valentijn reaches out and puts his hand on the shoulder of Malino “I must go now; this is no scene for a child”. Valentijn walks out of the Villawood compound as the house to which he was brought up, educated and loved was now on fire and would soon burn to the ground. He now lands in stand point to hide himself from the eyes of Varisia… but for how long can this blood thirsty cold hearted killer stay hidden.