Heart Of The Devil
Oh how did I get myself into these situations Damien thought to himself as he was facing a very large, robust and ugly ogre infront of him and having his sword broken beside him.
Damien was born in the small city Kahn. The city was a beautiful city. The city had dark green grass, large trees going as far as the eye can see and the sun always set so beautifully to west. Everyone in the city knew eachother and was a tight nit group. Although there was a mysterious character that lived in a small house at the outside of village. He kept to himself and we never talked to him much. The only things we know about him is that he was a swordsman of some degree. Damien and I have been friends since the beginning being neighbours and all. One day when we were around 7 years old our city was pillaged by Morbetion army from the east. Our parents unfortunatly did not make it out alive. Only a few people survived the attack me, Damien and the swordsman. The swordsman took us in and became our new family. Paragus was his name and he was a fighter previously for the Morbetion army but ran away and that's why our parents had to die. He tried to be good parent but he became increasingly concerned that we should learn how to defend ourselves. When we reached the age of 16 he decided that it was time for us to learn the way of the sword. He carved us out flimsy wooden swords that could easily break from to much pressure. Damien and I had to train for 8 hours a day on the same routines. His explaination was that at one time in our life this training will save our lives. When we reached 18 he gave us old swords of his to practise with against each. This does sound dangerous but we've been doing this for a few years.
It was mid fall and the clouds came above us looking as black as night so we went inside. I decided to look out at the storm and then I saw bright lights quickly moving. I told Paragus this and he told us to take the horses behind the house and flee. Damien was very concerned for Paragus but I forced him to move to the horses and away from what we called home. Down the road we heard a scream and we knew the worst had happened. We rode for at least a day till we made it to some sort of civillization. No one was seen outside for some reason and we found this to be quite peculiar so we went into a building that looked like it could be an inn. The building was wooden. The door was wooden with a bronze door nob. It had no windows and it had a chimney sticking out from the top with smoke rising from it. To our surprise the city was in complete turmoil. We learned that the peoples children were being kidnapped by an ogre of all things. Since they saw the swords on our belts and thought that we were some sort of mercenaries. They offered us money and our own shack in the town. Since we were now homeless we decided why not. We moved through the forest and found the cave that the villagers found the ogre to be living. We found all the children scared out of their minds tears dripping from their eyes and their cheeks flushed as all hope drifted from their minds. Then to our dismay the ogre came up behind us when we were not looking and I unfortunaly got smacked in the back of the head by a club and was knocked out. When I later awoke I saw Damien still going against the ogre although his sword was broken. I rose to my feet and stabbed the creature in back forcing it the ground as it died. We then took the children back to the town and the town rejoiced with a whole lot of alchol and food. Then the a day we heard the sound of hoofs trampling on the ground that horrible sound that scars out memory, the Morbetion army had decided to come here.
Damien was born in the small city Kahn. The city was a beautiful city. The city had dark green grass, large trees going as far as the eye can see and the sun always set so beautifully to west. Everyone in the city knew eachother and was a tight nit group. Although there was a mysterious character that lived in a small house at the outside of village. He kept to himself and we never talked to him much. The only things we know about him is that he was a swordsman of some degree. Damien and I have been friends since the beginning being neighbours and all. One day when we were around 7 years old our city was pillaged by Morbetion army from the east. Our parents unfortunatly did not make it out alive. Only a few people survived the attack me, Damien and the swordsman. The swordsman took us in and became our new family. Paragus was his name and he was a fighter previously for the Morbetion army but ran away and that's why our parents had to die. He tried to be good parent but he became increasingly concerned that we should learn how to defend ourselves. When we reached the age of 16 he decided that it was time for us to learn the way of the sword. He carved us out flimsy wooden swords that could easily break from to much pressure. Damien and I had to train for 8 hours a day on the same routines. His explaination was that at one time in our life this training will save our lives. When we reached 18 he gave us old swords of his to practise with against each. This does sound dangerous but we've been doing this for a few years.
It was mid fall and the clouds came above us looking as black as night so we went inside. I decided to look out at the storm and then I saw bright lights quickly moving. I told Paragus this and he told us to take the horses behind the house and flee. Damien was very concerned for Paragus but I forced him to move to the horses and away from what we called home. Down the road we heard a scream and we knew the worst had happened. We rode for at least a day till we made it to some sort of civillization. No one was seen outside for some reason and we found this to be quite peculiar so we went into a building that looked like it could be an inn. The building was wooden. The door was wooden with a bronze door nob. It had no windows and it had a chimney sticking out from the top with smoke rising from it. To our surprise the city was in complete turmoil. We learned that the peoples children were being kidnapped by an ogre of all things. Since they saw the swords on our belts and thought that we were some sort of mercenaries. They offered us money and our own shack in the town. Since we were now homeless we decided why not. We moved through the forest and found the cave that the villagers found the ogre to be living. We found all the children scared out of their minds tears dripping from their eyes and their cheeks flushed as all hope drifted from their minds. Then to our dismay the ogre came up behind us when we were not looking and I unfortunaly got smacked in the back of the head by a club and was knocked out. When I later awoke I saw Damien still going against the ogre although his sword was broken. I rose to my feet and stabbed the creature in back forcing it the ground as it died. We then took the children back to the town and the town rejoiced with a whole lot of alchol and food. Then the a day we heard the sound of hoofs trampling on the ground that horrible sound that scars out memory, the Morbetion army had decided to come here.
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