(Edited! Sorry about the confusing set up before, I'm not used to post based RP's >_<)
It had always been a strange looking house... not because it was designed oddly, no, it was exactly the same as any other house on the street, but because it was so simple. It had everything that a house needed, a hearth with a chimney, a yard, a bedroom, a small field for a personal garden, and really anything else necessary that you could think of. Yet it lacked anything else. It was the necessities, and only necessities, and somehow that was strange in a world like today's.
That wasn't all that was out of the ordinary though, there was something a little more clear wrong with this house. The residence of it had been on hold for five years, yet still no one had come to claim it. It wasn't a vacation home for a rich snob, that's for sure, and no one who wasn't going to live in it at the moment would even consider buying such a home, it simply wasn't worth it.
Well, those were the thoughts of that houses neighbors until about a week ago at least.
Now, after five years of waiting, five years of asking questions, five years of just wanting to take that house and hurl it off a cliff, the resident finally came, the house finally got weirder than it was before.
The man who lived there came as suddenly as the one who put the 'SOLD' sign on the window in the first place. He didn't even bother to greet his neighbors, he just came, walked inside, then disappeared for the rest of the day. Sure, he may have just been tired, but he could have at least said “Hello� the next day... but he didn't. He never properly greeted anyone.
Just because of that, he'd only been spotted once or twice, leaving his house early in the morning and returning again just as the sun was setting, and those few times had become enough for the local citizens. Rather than the middle aged, average looking, but a little gruff and anti-social, man that you'd expect from behavior like that, he was found to be a young man, and quite possibly the most bizarre and inconspicuous young man they'd ever seen. First of all, he almost constantly wore a thick, black, trench coat, even though it was the middle of summer. Second of all, he had a huge, overly complex tattoo all across the right side of his face and neck. This kid had to be a rebel, there was no doubt about it.
After a short conversation... or rather, a short gossip session, the word started to spread, and eventually the whole neighborhood was aware of this local oddity. If anyone knew what this neighborhood was like, they'd immediately be sure what they'd try to do. Whether he liked it or not, this freak was next on the hit list.
Since no one was actually willing to do anything about it though, the case was sent to the local bounty office, with the only information given being “Strange rebel in house number 36 (The map next to it was numbered), will pay high price in gold to have him uncovered. Alive or dead is fine, no one cares.�
This bounty job is up for grabs, and is ready to be taken!
