The forest was calm this time of year. With the sun shining overhead, lighting all that its rays can touch. Far from the eyes of the kingdoms, its hard for most to make a living out in the wilds of Remanent. But if humans are known for one thing that has stood the test of time. Is that they are able to adapt to any situation if given enough time. Thus we see a man here in the forest coping down a tree.
He is very imposing, nearly 7 ft tall and sporting a very well toned body, not from training. But from a life of hard labor, many close calls and fighting many kinds of Grimm form hair at first may seem black but is a dark shade burgundy, eyes are brown and wide giving the impression that he is mistral in ancestry. His skin is color is odd as the shading takes a drastic change when he is in the light. but it is without a doubt a reddish tan brown.
The man proceeded to pick up the log that has fallen down onto the floor. He intends to bring it back to the small fort he has been building out of wood and earth. With tall stature and imposing looks, he may seem unapproachable unless you have a death wish. But as we look closer to his face, a gentle smile could be seen. One filled with so much hope and wonder for this world. A world that he himself has yet to see in its entirety and beauty. We continue to follow this man to his destination along a path he made.
Large Palisade walls of earth that form a circle lay in a meadow which has been cleared somewhat in order to fit the structure. The walls are just tall enough to hold off Grimm. He walks over to a hole in the wall and places a now cleanly cut log there. "Just a little more and, done!" he thought to himself "well that took a good amount of time" looking over his handy work the man was glad that it was made in less than three days. This showed that in time he can build things in a fast and efficient way with what he has." and not a moment to soon"the man said out loud, seeing that night had fallen while he was building revealing a shattered moon that shined its pale light down on to the world.
Smiling brightly he knew that with night sky overhead he can now go to sleep after a long days work. But he was also was happy about what the next day was. Tomorrow he was going to the docks at vale to wait for someone that has yet to return. He does not quite remember well how long he's been doing this, but he will wait for them. He promised his father that much. Looking up at the sky he saw a glow from underneath his shirt. Reaching in, he pulled out an Amulet carved from volcanic glass in the shape of an eagle.
Raising an eyebrow he thought "well that's odd, they weren't any moonlight hitting it so what gives?" it confused him as to why the amulet was doing this at this time, he also wanted to sleep now and this was taking that precious time away."it only glows like that when"the man's musings were soon interrupted by the roar of a Grimm that was aggravated. The man for his for all his gentleness and patience he couldn't help but sigh in annoyance at this. "oh well, there goes my plans for sleep then" he thought disappointingly as he turned around to see a butt load of Grimm. Many kinds of the beasts where here the hunt, Beowolves, creeps, Boar tusks and a few Uras.
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He looked at them all counting how many and couldn't help but smile a little. This to him was child's play compared to what he usually dealt with. He was the suddenly Jumped by a Beowulf with its claws outstretched ready to cleave him into. But it was not to be the man's end tonight, however, and with a shin of iron he cut's the beasts arm off as the Beowulf realized its mistake. Taking the time with this the wild man kicked it where the kidney would be, stunning it before decapitating the Beowulf.
So with an axe in hand, he slides to the left as the Grimm began their attack. With that, the one-sided battle commenced.
As the Beowolves charged at him, he proceeded to cut them down like the tree he felled. The Boar tusks fared better as they had more maneuverability but as they tried to ram the man he would sidestep and hit there fellow Grimm. A creep Jumped on his back but after a moment he moved his way with his back turned to a Beowulf that he was holding of and caused the Beowulf to claw not him but the creep making it fall off him confusing the Grimm. The man then swung his axe back around and cut its arm off.
After a little while, most of the Grimm was mostly cleared living only the oldest Grimm left. The man was having a difficult time here and after dodging an incoming paw of an Usas major he grasped his axe by the head and pointed the end of the shaft at the Usas arm. The Grimm was wondering what the human was planing before it had its shoulder blown off. The man then pulled out a new round and placed it in a hole in the top the axe. He then proceeded to swiftly execute the Grimm by cutting it in half ending its roars of pain. One after another the remaining elders of the Grimm where ended either by his the man's axe head or arquebus.
The remaining Grimm tried one last assault to end this human that dared resist them. Instead, he sidestepped one Beowulf while lobbing off the limb of the next. He then turned around and fired into the Beowulf that was now behind him. Taking advantage of his momentum he swung right upwards decapitating a creep and jumped in the air to dodge a boarbatusk moving mid-air to drop kick a Beowulf that could not get out of the way in time. As it has now been sent to the ground forcibly to the ground by force of the kick, it heard a click and found its self-looking down the barrel of the man's axe. It did not have the chance to make a sound as its head was blown to pieces.
As this was happening a large alpha Beowulf came out of nowhere and slammed into the man's side sending him into the wall of his fort and breaking it. The man used his axe to push himself off the ground. Groaning from the pain of slamming into the study wall he built. He looked at his now destroyed wall as the alpha Beowulf was running at him snarling. The calmed look of patience soon was replaced with that of annoyance. He spent a long time on this and tomorrow he needs to go to the docks. As the Beowulf was charging he saw not the waiting prepared human, but a mildly pissed off one charging at him with the axe resting on his shoulder. As they were about to collide, the man brings his axe down from his shoulder and into the head of the alpha. This slammed it to the ground and when it tried to get up it felt the axe hit its head over and over again harder each time till a loud crack and soft wet squishy sound was heard.
As the man pulled his axe out of the Alpha's head he heard a lone Beowulf roared at him and " CAN YOU JUST SHUT UPPPP!" The young Beowulf stop roaring at that and lowered its head, staring at him in confusion. "I have been living out in the wilderness for a long time and all I ever wanted was peace and quiet and what do I get" the wild man was not happy at all with how this was going" s*** tons of Grimm attacking me every day!" He shouted with tempered anger, confusing the Beowulf even more.
The man pointed his axe at the ruined fort as his eye twitched "Normally something like this should be therapeutic as I'm blowing off my frustration and steam on you guys" He lowered the axe and thought about how he was going to rip this Grimm a new one without killing it. Na that would be cruel so he opted for pulling out a dust round instead. He then loads the round into his arquebus "But no, it's the same thing every day no matter where I go." Now pointing the end of his axe at the Beowulf, his hand shaking in rage at this point, he got ready to end it's unnecessary existence. "I'm going to say this once and ONLY once!" He said firmly, giving the young Grimm an ultimatum"If you don't leave in the next 10 second I can't be held responsible for what I'm going to do to you." with that he was done loading the round into his weapon" Time to choose, my monstrous friend." he said holding the gun up.
The Beowulf was young barely 5 years of age and only now did he seem to think about something other than attacking humans. This was an odd feeling for it as it now could think clearly for once. And for the predicament it was now in, that's a good thing. "ONE!" Okay, so the human had just killed his entire pack along with the elder's that were much older and stronger than him. "TWO!" so that means he has little to no chance of betting he as of now. "THREE!" So this lives it with two choices, and it can only do one. "FOR!" I can either stay and fight like I'm supposed to "FIVE!" and probably get killed in the process "SIX!" or two "SEVEN!" I could run away to live another day and fight something on my level. "EIGHT!" while my instincts tell me to do the first and it would please his creator "NINE!" "I'd rather live!" The Beowulf then ran in an effort to preserve its well-being before the man could count to ten.
"AND DON'T EVER COME BACK!" He shouted out at the receding form of the Grimm. The man then took the time to take deep breaths to calm himself down. That was one more day that he had to clear himself of pent of anger, and you know what. He felt great, so after that, he donned his gentle smile as he turned around to see the ruined remains of his fort's wall. He was sad that it was damaged like this, he did put a lot of work into it after all, but he needed to stay positive "oh well, it can be repaired" as he said that a part of the wall fell down. Again taking a deep breath to calm himself he decided to repair his fort the day after tomorrow.
Walking past the broken wall and into the keep that sat in the middle of the fort he opens the door to a room with only a table and a bed near a fireplace. It was simple and alright for him, as he won't stay here for long. Locking the door behind him he went straight to bed. Placing his Axe on side of the bed and tucking himself in ready to drift off. "it's a good thing that this is all I do most of the time, I don't think I can hand anything else like, I don't know training kids to fight?" he said thought to himself as he slowly fell asleep "But that won't ever happen, I'm still doing fine."
Never in his life did he regret uttering any word any more than these ones.
Well I did it, got it rewritten and updated for you guys.
Now that the story has been cleaned up a bit I should be able to write this faster now that the story is now on stable ground.
I hope that you leave a review so that I can make this story better than before.
With that, I will see you next Time on The Wild Headmaster of Beacon.
Sincerely
Adan Fuentes
