I’ve got blood, I’ve got blood on my name

[hemlocksock]

can I be redeemed?

🩸 in your comment header, list all of your characters sins that can fit the limit. show us every drop of blood on their hands! 🩸 others must confess whether they think your character has a shot at redemption.

Comments

[shadowsran]

In a sense. Had a little trouble back home, so I'm doing my own wandering for the time being. Figure when I find something good that'll be my cue to settle. [ In a sense she envies the tangibility of their goal. Excitement sweetens the pot, but there's an admirable simplicity to finding and holding an object. Less to get turned around thinking about.

Although... ] Why's it just him that gets to know?

[delmarodonnell]

He says it's since he's the leader and all. But Pete says he wants to be the leader. [ Delmar explained, with a smile. He didn't care none, just more or less followed them around. ]

Seems we're all looking for things, ma'am. [ He was getting used to talking to a lady now, it wasn't as hard as fellers made it seem. ]

I hope we all get redeemed.

[shadowsran]

[ Not an arrangement she'd enjoy, but there's nothing to be gained from needling a near-stranger. He seems happy with it, and leadership being a matter of debate sounds better than fully blind allegiance. Like brothers, he'd said. So she nods, accepting the explanation as-is. ]

I don't think you need all that much redeeming to start with, you're probably alright on that front. Jury's out on your friends, I guess, but you don't strike me as a type to go palling around with murderers or anything.

[ An implied question mark, there. She won't pretend she isn't curious about everyone he's fallen in with. ]

[delmarodonnell]

Now, ma'am, I never asked 'em what they did but I don't think they'd murder anyone.

They're good fellers at heart. [ They weren't sweet as apple pie, though. That was just Delmar. He was what most folks would call slow but not the kind where his little legs couldn't keep up running if he had to. ]

Ma'am, you wouldn't have something to eat for us? [ It weren't a sin to ask for food. He was so hungry and gophers were off the menu now. ] We'll work, if'n you need work. [ It's unsure how much work they're capable of. ]

[shadowsran]

[ Food on hand? Not particularly. A tin of nuts, maybe an apple. Not enough to fill her own stomach, let alone three men. The unfortunate price of prioritizing speed is less-than-robust provisions. She's frowning, on the cusp of an apology when an idea occurs to her. ]

I don't... which way are you headed, actually? 'Cause I'm looking to make it a town over, but it's slow going when you're lugging things and trying to be scarce when people pass by. [ She explains, hastily: ] You know, people get strange about a lady alone. You have those conversations once or twice and you know you're better off avoiding 'em.

[ But, returning to the point. ] But you add some extra hands and some company, that'd go a lot quicker. And when we get there, I could pay your way. A good meal apiece, and some to take with you. We'll find the best-looking pie they've got, how's that sound?

[delmarodonnell]

[ They've had strange company along the way, a young feller that sold his soul to the Devil to play guitar real good, an outlaw, all sorts but never a lady traveling with them. Delmar had gotten over his nerves by now but there was no helping he was still out of his element and some. ]

I'd do about anything for pie, ma'am. [ He smiled. Making friends, meeting new company, that was what finding treasure was all about. ]

We'll carry your luggage, no problem. [ Maybe not so much Delmar but Everett and Pete had some strength left. Delmar could carry the pie though. She will notice he's not got the best posture or gait so he was usually dragged along by the other two, stumbling along. ]