Post by Roark on Jul 20, 2018 3:45:13 GMT -8
At least it wasn't a boring job from dawn to dusk a 12 hour shift was expected of him first up exercise, eat, suit up and get out into the street's. The Guards Carried Sword and Shield, dealt with the drunken Rabble, thieves and pickpockets and the Ire that the new church of evil had brought into the city.
The list was possibly endless, they were called in for civil disputes, people fighting, public intoxication honestly it went on and on, then there was the Hero Citizenry the ones who wanted to help but just helped and didn't follow due process they could be a breed of trouble on there own, despite the capture of the Sef Lord Regnasef, he had certainly left his mark on the people blowing up a church was a profound statement to the Capital City and he had to deal with the trouble that arose from it.
And with his own feelings watching his fathers Influence grow under the watchful eye of Amika, his own mother he did not give her any benefits from his duties thing's would remain tense but specifically professional. It was odd however he expected tact or subterfuge from her but she did everything legally and by the book. As if not to draw attention to her or her church.
Today he walked with another member his name was Gregory he had a limp from earlier sprained his ankle but he'd been seen fit to walk, he slowed his pace no need to hurt the man further they veered from the Main road into the market, they stood at the top of the stairs and gauged the crowd for trouble this place was rife with thievery the crowded space filled with many with able hands. While he tried to weed out the trouble Gregory watched fighting shopkeepers often arguing about prices.
They descended the stairs and entered the crowd, he specifically didn't carry a coin pouch on duty for this reason. They got separated which was to be expected of the crowded shoving. He stopped when he spotted a little boy reaching into a mans purse and running off down the street and into an Alley, he slowly followed beckoning his Guard mate to follow at a loose distance didn't want to Alert the scouts. Gregory grabbed the scout from behind covered his mouth and at the same time Roark moved into the alleyway catching the boy who broke off as soon he spotted Roark but the man he was giving the money too, he eyed Roark.
With Gregory Occupied and the shortness of Guard in this part of the city he entered the alleyway alone and set out after the man when he ran, he was weighed down by his shield armor and sword and yet he still sprinted after the man like he wasn't. The man panicked and started to toss stuff Roark's way he tilted ducked and ran like he was taught in training, so close he grabbed the mans shirt, the man quickly turned dagger in hand tried to stab Roark but he grabbed the mans arm twisted forced him to drop the dagger stepped in picked him up and dropped him on the cobblestone street. Wrestling taught to him by the Islanders.
He bent over arresting the man with shackles when Gregory came limping up "Help came". He nodded his head "To late though this one would have been taken away" He pointed to the dagger "Bastard tried to stab a guard". He sighed lifting the man up he Searched him for the Evidence...nothing bastard of dropped it or tossed it. He growled at the man a dark growl like a Demon.
"Take him in Gregory, I will find the evidence if it takes me all night". Gregory sighed "You're still doing the paperwork mate". He nodded "Alright, just get him into the cell's".
He spent the rest of his own personal sleep time to find the stash of wallets hidden in behind some crates, it was near next shift when he finally made it back, to do paperwork, he looked the paperwork over, seem's Gregory did it all, he chuckled when the Guard Commander stepped through "Roark, good bust, no sleep you're on duty for another 12, can you keep up?" He nodded "Aye Sir".
That night when he hit the bed he was out like a light...Being a Guard was not as easy as everyone thought.
The list was possibly endless, they were called in for civil disputes, people fighting, public intoxication honestly it went on and on, then there was the Hero Citizenry the ones who wanted to help but just helped and didn't follow due process they could be a breed of trouble on there own, despite the capture of the Sef Lord Regnasef, he had certainly left his mark on the people blowing up a church was a profound statement to the Capital City and he had to deal with the trouble that arose from it.
And with his own feelings watching his fathers Influence grow under the watchful eye of Amika, his own mother he did not give her any benefits from his duties thing's would remain tense but specifically professional. It was odd however he expected tact or subterfuge from her but she did everything legally and by the book. As if not to draw attention to her or her church.
Today he walked with another member his name was Gregory he had a limp from earlier sprained his ankle but he'd been seen fit to walk, he slowed his pace no need to hurt the man further they veered from the Main road into the market, they stood at the top of the stairs and gauged the crowd for trouble this place was rife with thievery the crowded space filled with many with able hands. While he tried to weed out the trouble Gregory watched fighting shopkeepers often arguing about prices.
They descended the stairs and entered the crowd, he specifically didn't carry a coin pouch on duty for this reason. They got separated which was to be expected of the crowded shoving. He stopped when he spotted a little boy reaching into a mans purse and running off down the street and into an Alley, he slowly followed beckoning his Guard mate to follow at a loose distance didn't want to Alert the scouts. Gregory grabbed the scout from behind covered his mouth and at the same time Roark moved into the alleyway catching the boy who broke off as soon he spotted Roark but the man he was giving the money too, he eyed Roark.
With Gregory Occupied and the shortness of Guard in this part of the city he entered the alleyway alone and set out after the man when he ran, he was weighed down by his shield armor and sword and yet he still sprinted after the man like he wasn't. The man panicked and started to toss stuff Roark's way he tilted ducked and ran like he was taught in training, so close he grabbed the mans shirt, the man quickly turned dagger in hand tried to stab Roark but he grabbed the mans arm twisted forced him to drop the dagger stepped in picked him up and dropped him on the cobblestone street. Wrestling taught to him by the Islanders.
He bent over arresting the man with shackles when Gregory came limping up "Help came". He nodded his head "To late though this one would have been taken away" He pointed to the dagger "Bastard tried to stab a guard". He sighed lifting the man up he Searched him for the Evidence...nothing bastard of dropped it or tossed it. He growled at the man a dark growl like a Demon.
"Take him in Gregory, I will find the evidence if it takes me all night". Gregory sighed "You're still doing the paperwork mate". He nodded "Alright, just get him into the cell's".
He spent the rest of his own personal sleep time to find the stash of wallets hidden in behind some crates, it was near next shift when he finally made it back, to do paperwork, he looked the paperwork over, seem's Gregory did it all, he chuckled when the Guard Commander stepped through "Roark, good bust, no sleep you're on duty for another 12, can you keep up?" He nodded "Aye Sir".
That night when he hit the bed he was out like a light...Being a Guard was not as easy as everyone thought.
