Mark: The story after the war

This is new and one of my first times writing this so be nice okay? Plus I'll love reviews from anyone.

Just to let you know "word" means speaking and 'word' means thinking.

And I probably will only be able to update on weekends only. Plus let me know if I did anything wrong.

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This royally sucked for Mark. He just saved the world from an evil maniac who wanted to take power from dragons. He thought that was it, peace and quiet. Sure he knew something bad would happen sooner or later, but being stranded in the middle of nowhere on a little raft beats the cake. All he had was some bits of food, half a bottle of water, torches, and his pen and diary.

'This really is the end isn't it?' Mark thought as his little ship drifted along. Then he saw something through the thick fog. It looked like land, but he wasn't sure.

'It's probably just my imagination flaring up again from lack of food, but the more he looked at it the more real it seemed. 'Won't do any harm if I row towards there I guess. With this he stared the long row towards the land.

HOURS LATER…

"Finally I made it unto land, and it's real!" Mark said to himself. It was a desolate place with thick fog, and marshy swamps. In the perimeter there were mountains that stretched endlessly around. Suddenly he saw a frog leap around, with one swift motion he took out his bow and arrow and shot it down. With this he leapt for joy and started gathering firewood.

"Thank god that Rebecca taught how to use the bow and arrow. Though he was soon regretting that he shot down the frog. The texture was just wrong, and it was too slimy. Plus he forgot to gut the organs out. When he bit what he later thought the stomach, he nearly threw up. Now he just did throw up, and was lying on his little cot with a huge stomachache.

"Hey who are you? Are you okay?" a voice said. It definitely was a women's voice, but had a sound of authority around it.

"Yeah, just have a stomachache. I'm Mark who are you?" Mark asked. Normally he wouldn't give away his name, but she seemed trustworthy.

"Selena, one of Grado's magic commander." She replied. She was beautiful that was sure. Mark felt something strange, but quickly brushed it away as another wave of pain came.

"Are you sure you don't need to be healed?" she asked worriedly.

"Well maybe just a little bet, and honestly I think I just need a restore staff."

"You're very knowledgeable of staffs. What do you do for a living?"

"Well I was a tactician back on Elibe, but the war is finished so you don't really need a tactician then do you?" Mark laughed quietly. Very quickly Selena pulled out her restore staff and started saying magical words. Before long he was feeling good again.

"Wow! I feel great! Thanks a lot, but I need a job. Since you're a commander would you mind hiring me? Of course I'll give you a discount for saving my life. Let's say the first three years for free." Mark said.

"Well you seem sure of your skills. Here sure plus you get free room, food, water, and others."

"Very well. Should we agree on it?" Mark asked.

"Yes" she replied and they shook on it.

YEAHCONGRATSTOMEIFINALLYFINISHMYFIRSTCHAPTHER!!!!!!!!

This is a chapter story so expect more. It might be a bit crappy so please review. Thanks a lot.