Board Thread:Role Play/@comment-26253133-20160618172131

(This RP is mainly for fleshing out Jon Howard and the location of Parkton, both created by me. The premise is rather simple: Parkton is under attack by The Order for having mamono in their city walls. As they try to enter, Parkton's militia fires back and all hell breaks loose. I want to go from there. If any of you see a flaw in this, then please let me know so I may correct it.) 

(P.S. There is no limit to the number of people that can join this RP; the more the merrier!)

The spring air smelled like a sweet bouquet of flowers. In the rural plains, there stood a fairly sized town by the name of Parkton. At the front was the northern gate, at the center was a stainless steel gate, guarded by two guards armed with sword and shield. On both sides of the gate were stained glass windows, which glowed a heavenly aura. On the sides of the town were rugged stone walls, on top of them were guards in sporadic positions, as if to accommodate for any random attacks that might happen. These guards were armed with bow & arrow.

On the other side of town was the southern gate, which was exactly the same as the northern.

Inside Parkton were houses of varying sizes. Some very small, and others the size of mansions. At the very center of town was the aptly named Town Hall. It resembled a church chapel on the outside, but inside resembled more of a court room. Marble adorned the walls, and polished wooden benches sat on the far right and left sides. At the very front there stood a podium, which is where the Mayor would make speeches and/or call meetings.

However, not far off, were knights of the order. They had gotten word that Parkton was housing mamono, and were sent to exterminate the threat. A large number of them were present, due to being told about Parkton's sizable militia. They knew they could afford no chances, and came fully armed with crossbows, long swords, and battle-axes/war hammers.

They approached the front gate, and greeted the surprised guards at the northern gate.

"We come in the name of the order! Hand over your residing mamono, and there will probably be no casualties."

The northern guards looked amongst each other, determined looks in their eyes.

"The Mayor of Parkton has specifically stated that all are welcome to reside in this town, as long as they can pay for it!" One shouted back.

The Order soldiers drew their weapons.

"So be it." And with that, they charged.

An alarm was sounded, and more Parkton guards came to the northern entrance. Very soon, hell was begining to break loose. Nearby in a neighboring forest, a young man in his early twenties stayed hidden in hopes he would not be dragged into this.

He has shoulder-length chestnut hair, tan skin, and a full beard. He is wearing a black undershirt, with a leather vest over it. His leggins were crudely armored, and he wore steel-toed boots. In each of his hands were brass knuckles with knives attached to the handles.

"What am I going to do?" 