1Disclaimer: Any name or resemblance to an actual person or event is not intended and all the events in this story are absolutely fictitious and of the authors own imagination.
A/N: Hey guys I'm back, I know it's been a long time since I have written a story but here it is and I hope u like it. Nashira
Trials of a Summoner
PROLOGUE:
War had come to her country and she was determined not to let it fall. Her home had stood for centuries against the Trolls of the High Hills. All around her the groans of dying men and trolls alike could be heard. The smell of death and the sounds of war were all to familiar to her. For it seems the Trolls were attacking more often than usual.
"Summon something!" A male voice called
The summoner turned to the direction of the voice. It was a soldier whom she had met days ago. It seemed his strength was almost gone as he was trying to fight off another troll. Sweat dripped down his face and matted his hair. She gave a simple nod. She stretched out her hands beside her, closed her eyes, and mumbled a few silent words. Seconds later, a giant winged dragon would appear in the sky. The summoner looked to the dragon and simply pointed to her enemies. The dragon appeared to smile as if he was going to take pleasure in what he was about to do. He flapped his gargantuan wings, flew through the sky and started to torch trolls one by one until all were dead.
A loud cheer went up as the dragon disappeared into the Heavens above. A few of the astonished knights approached the summoner.
"That was amazing m'lady." One soldier said.
"No time for being amazed gentlemen, just get these wounded men to the Healer's sanctum." She replied, scowling at the fowl stench of torched troll flesh.
