Post by The Machine on Jan 23, 2006 18:10:28 GMT -5
This is a story I made up, Enjoy! :
Chapter one. The attack.
North. Always going north. For three weeks they had been going north,tracking the ones that attacked there villige. Belkin remembers it like yesterday. They came at night, leaving no one alive. Belkin and his men were away on a raid to a nearby villige, arriving just as the flames from there homes were dying. It was a dreaful sight. There were bodies everywhere, some lying in pools of blood. Some missing arms and legs, some ears and noses, and those without heads. Most of there husts where in ashes, although some were still burning from torches and arrows. While they were knocking down the ones that were still burning, they were one the last one, the villige elders when they heard cry and looked inside. They looked inside and reagreted it. He was hung by the rafters, and his eyes were gouged out. His wife, whom they had clubed in the head was in the corner bleeding badly from here forehead. After they gave here water and banddegd here head the asked here questions. Firts, where did they come from? she said, ''everwhere''. Next, how many where there? she said, '' maybe 200-250'', she said. Later that night, she died from here wounds. The next day, they dicided to take up matters with the King. Arriving in Siliar they noticed that everything was decorated vary elegently, and then remembering that today was the Kings birthday, and that it would be hard to talk to him. Riding throu all the beggers and chickens, they made it to the castle gate. At the gate the guards would not let them pass, but they said it was a buiseness matter and they let them pass. In the throne room, as was custom before a King, they kneeled and touched there faces to the ground. Other then the fact that he was half drunk, he was preatty understanding of the matter of the matter. He aggried to let him take one hundread men on horseback, under one condition. They were all to return to him in five-weeks, if they didnt, they would all be treated as diserters and would be hunted down like dogs and hanged. I will have to finish when i get back. sorry. it will be at the right place to .
Chapter one. The attack.
North. Always going north. For three weeks they had been going north,tracking the ones that attacked there villige. Belkin remembers it like yesterday. They came at night, leaving no one alive. Belkin and his men were away on a raid to a nearby villige, arriving just as the flames from there homes were dying. It was a dreaful sight. There were bodies everywhere, some lying in pools of blood. Some missing arms and legs, some ears and noses, and those without heads. Most of there husts where in ashes, although some were still burning from torches and arrows. While they were knocking down the ones that were still burning, they were one the last one, the villige elders when they heard cry and looked inside. They looked inside and reagreted it. He was hung by the rafters, and his eyes were gouged out. His wife, whom they had clubed in the head was in the corner bleeding badly from here forehead. After they gave here water and banddegd here head the asked here questions. Firts, where did they come from? she said, ''everwhere''. Next, how many where there? she said, '' maybe 200-250'', she said. Later that night, she died from here wounds. The next day, they dicided to take up matters with the King. Arriving in Siliar they noticed that everything was decorated vary elegently, and then remembering that today was the Kings birthday, and that it would be hard to talk to him. Riding throu all the beggers and chickens, they made it to the castle gate. At the gate the guards would not let them pass, but they said it was a buiseness matter and they let them pass. In the throne room, as was custom before a King, they kneeled and touched there faces to the ground. Other then the fact that he was half drunk, he was preatty understanding of the matter of the matter. He aggried to let him take one hundread men on horseback, under one condition. They were all to return to him in five-weeks, if they didnt, they would all be treated as diserters and would be hunted down like dogs and hanged. I will have to finish when i get back. sorry. it will be at the right place to .
