Characters: Robin Hood and Open When: Middle of the day What: His arrival Warnings/status: None so far/ongoing
He woke with his eyes still closed. Before he opened them he knew something was wrong. He hadn't been sleeping. He and the gang had been in Nottingham. Dan Scarlett had been killed, and...the pestilence. Had he fallen ill? Surely he would recall that.
He sat up at the same time he opened his eyes, his hand automatically reaching for the hilt of his sword. But he was alone. Where ever he was, his gang was somewhere else. And what of Marian? She had joined them too. Had wanted to see to Jess. Swinging his legs off the bed he lay in it occurred to him he was still fully clothed, and more importantly, armed. That was a comfort. But what was this place?
Standing, he moved silently to the closed door, reaching for the handle with one hand and drawing his sword with the other. He opened the door a small way and waited, curved blade in his hand held ready.