Gorlan's Ranger

by Fawnfire

I can see now that if I had died that night I would have died without knowing what it means to be a Ranger, and this Kingdom would have lived on never knowing what it means to be Gorlan's Ranger.

1. The First Taste of A Story Untold

This is just an idea that's been bouncing around in my head for awhile. I was wondering what happened to the Ranger of Gorlan, and all you have to do is read on to find out...

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The wind sings overhead, tousling the coarse grass underfoot as I walk through this lonely place.

The only thing that's left of it is the rubble.

It's a constant reminder to me, of how I was meant to protect this place.

Instead I watched it fall before my eyes.

But I have to keep going.

So I walk, thinking of what this used to be.

The spires and buttresses of moon washed blue have crumbled.

Reduced to toppled and blackened masonry.

All in ruins, this once prideful place. Just ruins.

But these are my ruins, and I've sworn to protect this place.

So I will, and I'll do it by getting vengeance on the man responsible.

I am the Ranger of Gorlan.

And this is my story…

My confession…

And my legacy.

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Please read and review, let me know if this is good and if I should roll with it. (I probably will anyways) I like the idea a lot myself. The next chapter will start the actual story.