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</div><br/>Name: Robin Hood<br/>Location: The hills of France<br/>Tagging: No one<br/><br/>Robin Sighed as he picked up another empty trap. That would have normally have been okay, but these traps were sprung. Without animals in him. His stomach growled to remind him he hadn't eaten in 3 days. He had a plentiful supply of water from a brook he had been following along with hope. From his survival skills, Robin knew that a brook ran into a stream, a stream into a small river, a small river into a pond or bigger river. Once they got to that size he knew a town or a small village was near. It didn't matter anyway. Having foolishly given away all his money in Nottingham before running off, Robin was relying solely on his skills with a bow to survive.<br/><br/>He couldn't do that much longer though and he realized that. After picking up his empty traps, Robin hurried along the brook and smiled when he heard the sounds of faster currents. "Finally a bigger stream." He smiled as he came out of the woods and gasped. In front of him was a large river. Excited by this new find he ran up to look to the left and right of it to see if he could see any towns or villages. His smile grew even wider as he saw one off in the distance.<br/><br/>Running happily towards it as twilight approached. He entered the village. Finding an older gentleman, he went up and smiled before speaking to him. "Excusez-moi monsieur, mais quel est le nom de ce village?" He asked as the villager replied. "C'est Chansons-Du-Crépuscule" Robin smiled and thanked the man as he went and found an inn. Making a down payment with some of his last money. He would have to find work somewhere out in the village the next day. He was very resourceful. He had proven that many times over. Perhaps the townspeople needed saving from a monster, perhaps they needed food. Maybe he could open an archery school of some sorts. All that was for later though, at the moment Robin was extremely tired. Sighing and yawning, he washed and shaved his face before lying down on the bed. He fell asleep with a smile on his face as he thought of exciting new prospects that this new village would bring him.