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Blince and the Archer o' Minas Tirith (Flash back story)



(( OOC Note: I am continuing these little flashback stories, but some are not things Blince would want to write down, this being one of them. So I will not write it in the manner that the previous have been! Thanks for reading! ))

Blince looks out over the slums of Minas Tirith, crouching on a wide spire from a building. He hears a sharp cry of pain, and then another. His skin turns white as a sheet. It was Cynrin. After a moment of personal horror, he jumps off the pire and makes his way down to the scene, sprinting faster than he had ever done so. He vaults over the railing of a narrow bridge, falling a few feet into a sewer. There, was Cynrin leaning against the wall of sewer, with Trillby tending to the arrow in her arm. "What the?!" Blince explaims upon seeing the scene. Trillby snaps his gaze to Blince, and then above him, "Don't worry about her, Blince! Get that dastardly archer!". Blince turns around, seeing the hooded figure standing in the distance, taunting Blince. He pulls on his mouth guard, and takes to the roof of a nearby building. Blince eyes the man, with uncontrolled fury in his eyes. The hooded figure tilted his head, speaking in an strange accent, "Bloody bollocks! Ya' actually came! This'll be-" he is cut off by Blince throwing a knife in his direction, though he easilly dodges, "Oh come on! Come come now! Play nice!" And then the Archer drops from the building, into a clearing that was commonly used for markets or festivals. Blince drops down as well, drawing his machete slowly. "Now then, Slink's got it in for ya'!" the Archer explaimed again in his strange accent. Blince blinks, spinning his machete in hand for a few seconds. "Why...?". The Archer shrugs, "Probably should 'ave asked, shouldn't I 'ave? Hmm..." he ponders for a few moments. He then looked to Blince and did something strange. He put his bow back on it's ''Holster'' on his back. "Name's Mason! Pleasure ta' meetcha', "Blind-Hand". Blince did eventually shake his hand,  "He's on his 'ay 'ere now." Blince blinks, about to raise his machete before the Archer added, "Because Ah said so! Calm down! I ain' gon' let ya' die tha' easilly!" The Archer then turned, ''Slink'' or ''Slink-men'' was approaching. He was one of the rival crime bosses, like ''Boss-man''. All he did was fire an arrow into the skinny man's neck, and he fell dead on the spot. He then looks to Blince, "Now then! Sorry about your friend, but I needed ta' kill 'em 'ventually! She'll be foine! Oi promise ya'!" and then turned and went on his way. Blince dissapeared and came back to Cynrin and Trillby, and didn't see the Archer for a few days. Blince felt strange, another person to contend with when scalling buildings... was he an Ally? Or a crafty foe... Blince couldn't call it, so instead he would let the coin flip, waiting to see which side showed itself.