Before Falling; Chapter One- Verge of History
Let it be known that this is my first story that will actually go beyond a single paragraph (eventually). So, yeah first fic, (sort of). Any tips would be appreciated. Constructive criticism please. Saying that I suck without saying why doesn't make anything better.
On a side note, for your reference, let me describe Rob for you.
Build:1
Face:2
Hair:5
Color:13
Voice:1
So with that out of the way, let the story begin.
The sun had reached it's climax, and there was not a cloud nor tree in sight, making a man in a dark robe very irritable. After walking for hours in the heat without stop, he was tired, thirsty, and he knew that he would not last much longer without rest. Not wanting to end up buzzard food, he sought out a tree, and after finding one, he went and sat down in the shade.
The man, whose name was Rob, once again went over his mission, given to him from his mother before she recently passed. It was quite simple, really. Go to Plegia and find the man who went by the name of Validar. Tell this Validar of his name and the name of his mother. Tell him he had come to usher in destiny. This had been the request his mother gave to him, and he would carry it out. And after Rob had succeeded in what she asked, of him, he would fulfill his own request. Kill the blue haired man who had struck his mother down. Kill the Ylissean prince, the one who had the name Chrom.
