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Lost in the Woods
The day had grown late and the wind had died down for the night, a man lays his head against a rock and fell into a deep sleep. He is quite tall standing above most men, his build is that of a brick wall and his face shows no expression of discomfort for sleeping on the rock. He is clothed in a long green cloak that has been slightly singed at the bottom, a silver breastplate encrested with a large red jewel in the center. His large arms bore thick leather bracers the left one holding several shurikens, his red pants a baggy fit and large brown boots were worn in well and proved his size was proportionate. The surrounding area was that of extreme beauty with lush green trees and full meadows and clear blue streams, hardly a place for such a battle hardened being.
The large man tossed in his sleep as if some unseen force tortured the man, stopping only when he shot up bolt straight with beads of sweat pouring profusely from his brow.
"Why does this plague me?" he cried out as if in agony over this thought. "Why cant I just forget" he finished as he layed back down.
The night meandered on with no sign of breaking light and the confused and bothered warrior slept very little. As light broke through the night he stood and took up his weapons, two equal length katanas. Silently he vetured forth moving toward a distant city closing slowly. Along his travels he encounters several armored men bickering slightly amongst themselves. Upon closer inspection a female of indescribable beauty was the object of the disstention. The wanderer interjected and decided to free the young woman.
"Release her" he said, his green eyes now visible.
"This is none of your concern traveler go about your business" a burly and quite foul smelling rufian replied.
The large man seemed unfased by the burly man's offer and stood strong. His expression never changed for better or for worse as his right hand twitched softly toward the pearl handle of one of his katanas. The burly man ignored this blatent motion for a fight and continued to bicker with the other accosters.
"Maybe you didn't hear me I said leave her be" He said in a firmer tone.
"John I dont think he is too bright he's still here" one of the other men chimed in.
"I can see that Gordo" he replied with a hint of sarcasm.
The large man stood firm and relaxed his right hand, his breathing slowed and his emerald eyes closed softly. The men only chuckled as they watched what seemed to them a surrender without a fight. Without another word John drew his broadsword and swung at the large man unsuccessfully as the blade seemed so heavy he could barely lift it.
"WHAT THE HELL" he barked as two more men leaped at the large man only to receive shurikens in their throats.
Gordo and John stood astonished by what happened more because his hands never moved than the fact they were slain so easily. John's blade lifted lightly and seemed to float effortlessly in mid air as Gordo quickly surrendered and fled the area leaving John standing in fear and amazement. The woman trembled in fear as she could only hope that this would-be hero would release her rather than take her as the others planned.
"W-Who are y-you" John fumbled and stuttered out.
"No one of consequence" the large man replied.
"Your name... I meant your name" John implored the large man who could have easily run him through.
"Does it matter your life will end long before you could speak it" the large man boldly stated as the sword inched closer to John.
John dropped to his knees and begged for his life like a baby bawling for it's mother. The large man could no longer bear his blubbering and with a wave of his hand dismissed John. When John had fled out of sight the man turned his attention to the woman and the sword fell to the floor with a heavy thud. She was obviously frightened and quivered at his stone cold gaze, a tear fell from her cheek as she curled into fetal position under a nearby tree.
"Fear me not fair woman I mean you no harm" he said as he inched closer.
"Take me and do as you will but please do not hurt me" she replied sobbing.
He stared long at her and her offer did seem enticing but he meerly stared at her and extended a hand to her.
"I do not desire to harm you or rape you but I will escort you to the nearby villiage and see you safely to a inn" he said sitting beside her.
She clung to him and cried thanking him for his kindness. This was already turning out to be another one of those days.
"My name is Roland, I am a Psyonic Knight from Esgarn Kingdom" Roland introduced himself
"Aeon" she replied as she released him, "I heard of the Knights... I thank you for your kindness" she continued as he pulled down som apples and handed them to her.
The day passed on and they made no further advances toward the villiage sensing her lack of physical strength. Roland set up camp and gave her a rock on which to sleep somewhat distanced from his own but she did not stay there. She crept up slowly and as she was about to lay next to him he acknowledged her presence.
"It is impossible to sneak up on a Psyonic Knight Aeon" he said motioning her to come closer. That night he slept calmly and comfortably not careing of the next day's adventures.
Chapter two coming soon