Lay of the Land

Standard

A new home?  It feels more like I’ve been inducted into the military.  Since the day Stenmar invited me into his home six years have already passed.  Although I’m only a child Stenmar decided to train me in the field of survival.  Rui loaned a hand when it came to combat techniques since his style of  fighting fit me better than Stenmar’s.  Rui favored bows and lighter blades, rather than Stenmar’s straight forward method of bashing things over the head with a large hammer.  Rui often praised my aptitude for stealth and archery, though my skill is far overshadowed by my terrible luck.  Whenever I gained the perfect opportunity to stealthily take down a wild animal; I would do something stupid like tripping on grass, or fall from a tree branch.

Continue reading

Refuge

Standard

“Keep up kid we’re almost there.”

We have been hiking through the woods for two days, and I have not learned anything about where we are going.  Rui seems to be determinedly ignoring me as if I am a stray dog he found.  He hasn’t treated me badly: making sure I had eaten and rested before the long hiking starts again. Rui even made me a hammock Saying: “We can’t let you freeze out here right?”

Continue reading

The Outcast

Standard

Where am I?  It feels like I’ve been stuffed in a fur lined bag.  The only thing visible is a vertical strip of bright light.  Shielding my eyes; I attempt to sit up and look out of the opening of what must be a hammock.  Still blinded from the bright light I lose my balance as the hammock flips leaving me falling ten feet to the ground.  “You really do have the worst luck in the world kid.  Did you tick off one of the Maelstrom or something?”

Continue reading