The Quest (Ch.3)The BardTonight was the night Variss Valkin's night he just knew it! He stood looking at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in an elegant purple leotard after all purple was the royal color. He was very delighted have the king of Derga personally have him play his harp. His hair was trimmed to his shoulders. Upon his arrival there had been a huge parade for him not only that he was given a huge room. Variss grabbed his harp and his lovely little purple hat placing it on his head. He then walked out he door and headed down the marble steps. When he reached the hall he walked north until he came to more doors. Variss looked around confused he had no idea where he was. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!" boomed a voice. Variss turned to see a knight. "I-I'm sorry, I- ,"He said then composing himself. "I mean I'm Variss Valkin I was requested to entertain the King in the Great Hall." "Ah, forgive me, sir." replied the guard bowing then turning. "This way sir." He called over his sho
Withered ThornsThe wind has turned as I have, I stand on on a path that I was sure was on the right one as it was paved with gold. But know it is not gold at all I strayed onto a path I would never had dreamed of. The path is now paved in black with hatred, anger and bitterness. I feel liquid under my feet as I look I see in horror as it is blood, yet in my own stupidity I tell myself it is not blood it is only an illusion to my eyes. I walk forward into the woods that is strange instead of trees being brown and and green and full of life, it is black and dead. The trees look as if a great fire has burned this place. A wise person would have the knowledge to turn back but I keep walking. The trees twist and turn as something has made them crooked, they reach down at the path like cricked fingers ready to pluck a soul from its owner. Yet I keep walking. How stupid am I now I ask you? When I was young I did what was asked of me. A bitter laugh escapes my lips. For what! To end up abused by
The Quest (Ch.2)The Paladin Seth had been practicing sword drills when he was told he could rest. Now he sat in a in his room which was small and more like a cell of a monk. Being a paladin was not exactly what Seth wanted but he was happy to be one. He laid on his bed and placed his hands behind his head. This was his quiet time and to give thanks to Arieania for his time. Seth was deep in thought when a knock broke his trail of thought. Then the door open to Seth's surprise he saw the Paladin's commander Roland and Ambassador Saris. He quickly jumped off his bed and stood at attention."At ease, Seth." said the commandant but Seth still stood at attention."Please, have a seat." said Saris. Slowly Seth sat on the white bed. "Have you heard the news?"Seth looked at Saris confused. Paladins were religious knights that did rarely left the abbey when it was unnecessary. "No sir." "I am assembling a special group to help something." "But sir wouldn't you want someone more experienced t
The Quest (Ch.1)The ThiefNight, night a perfect time of day for Maverix as he crept among the shadows. He watched the Degra guards as they walked unaware that they were being watched. Their armor in a royal blue and silver to mark the royal House of Degra. The two guards did not speak a word. Their eyes were forward, with a hand on their swords. Maverix clung to the shadows, finally the guards began to speak. "Ambassador Saris is thinking about the monsters again." said one." He is trying to get a group together of elite soldiers to go and eliminate them." "All he wants is revenge for what happened." replied the other. While they were in conversation Maverix snuck up on them and stole their money bags as he went back to the shadows. Maverix smiled they didn't have a lot of money on them so they wouldn't realize they had been robbed until they went to buy. The thief turned and went down an alley when something hard came down on his head knocking him out.***************************************T
The Forgotten RoseOnce you were beautiful I could not keep anything from you,I do not speak of beauty of the world but of the heartyou were once painted with lifenow you are the absense of coloryour heart once happy and joyfulNow I see you sad and lonelyyou use thorns to push people awaywhy you wish to be so I don't knowbut know this loved oneyou are not a forgotten rose.I love you with all my heartlove is a joyous thingcan you not hear all the angels sing?
League of Thieves Ch.1I glanced around the tavern I kept an eye on random people. The barmaids ran around collecting orders. She stopped in front of me. She stood over me and smiling. "What can I get for you hun?" I didn't bother looking at her. I wasn't interested in ordering anything but then again..."I'll just have coffee." I said in a tone less voice. She nodded then retreated to the counter. I scanned the area again, one person had entered. I watched him from behind my hood. I examined his features, tall , broad shoulders his head covered . Unconsciously my hand skimmed the hilt of my dagger. The barmaid came and set a mug of coffee on the table, then stuck out her hand for money. I grumbled a bit and handed her a few coins. Truth be told I did not care about paying but I felt the need to sound agitated. After taking my money she returned to the counter. The newcomer was looking my direction. He walked shoulders back in a proud manner that I personally would love to take him down a p