Garian was a woodland elf, a ranger to be exact. All his life he had
been a loner, not one to stay around towns or cities for longer then he had
to. He had his life on his back, for this was the life of a loner. He had
become a ranger when his forest city was attacked and his parents where
killed. He was left alone in the woods to fend for himself. He acted as a
guide, guard or, mercenary when he needed money. But, his life of solitude
and simplicity were about to come to an end. Everything he knew would soon
change.
It was a sunny fall morning, there was a light breeze blowing and the birds were singing. It was a tiny bit nippy out as Garian stepped out of his tent to get ready for the morning. Then, he tripped over something in the way and fell flat on his face.
"What the hell. ", he said, "Dammit Kiaser I told you not to sleep right outside my tent." The wolf Kiaser looked loving up at Garian and started to wag his tail. "Oh well lets get packed up and move out old friend," Garian murmured as he was checking to see if his nose was broken.
Garain knew the routine well, cook breakfast, eat it (what else would he do with it? Never mind ignore that.), pack up camp, and then cover up anything that would show that he had been there that night. After this was done the two friends, wolf and elf, set out on the long walk for the day. They were headed for the near by town of Ashen Guard, which was only 50 miles away.
"Looks like we are in a long walk for today old friend." "Better stay off the road today so we don't encounter any trouble like we did 2 days ago." So Garian veered off of the road, Kiaser obediently following him, into the woods to remain hidden from people on the road. At about mid day when Garian was stopped for lunch heard voices on the road.
Garian told Kiaser to stay as he went in for a closer look. As he come into the view of the road he saw a pair of humans, a male and a female, walking down the road. Or was it? As they walked closer he saw what looked funny about the female. He ears were more pointed and she was a little shorter than a human, she was a half-elf. She was wearing robes and had an odd-looking book and pouch by her side. The male had on rags but they looked like they were concealing something but Garian couldn't make out what. Soon they got close enough that he could hear what they were saying.
". do you? Do you? I said do you DAMMIT!" said the male.
"Well I don't have your damm stick and I have no clue where the hell it could be. Why don't you check in your pack."
The male dove into is backpack, frantically looking for something. He came out with a huge smile on his face holding a smoothed and pointed stick.
"AHHH! Bow to the power of stick!" He tapped it twice on his hand and the point of it light up and started to glow. The female shook her head and keep walking down the road. Just the male looked right at Garian, and his heart stopped beating. His blood ran cold, battle plans started rushing through his head. He would have to run back and get his bow.
"Well what do we have here, a little elfy in the woods. Come out little elf I'm not going to hurt you. JUST BOW TO THE POWER OF STICK!" he screamed.
"Do not under any circumstances look into his eyes or listen to him," the half-elf said. "I don't know if he bites but you never know these days." That got Garian chuckling.
"Where are you heading to," Garian asked after the laughter subsided. He glaced over to the human and saw him crouched down talking to a tree.
"Yes, it is all mine it is my precious, I got it, I found it all mine. You Mr. Tree cannot, that means never, take it back or have it." He quickly jerked around and pointed at Garian. "You will never have it either it is mine." After he finished that sentence he broke into hysterical laughing.
"We are heading to Ashen Guard, do you want to tag along. There is safety in numbers," she said to Garian.
"Lemme get my stuff," Garian said to her as he was walking into the woods. He wasn't sure he had made the right choice to stay with these two but the half-elf seemed nice enough. The human he would have to stay away from to avoid become contaminated with what ever he was afflicted with. 'Dammit' he though to himself, 'my people skills suck I didn't even get her name or tell her mine.' 'Oh well there is always latter.'
"Come Kiaser, lets go, we only have to stay with them till we get to town."
It was a sunny fall morning, there was a light breeze blowing and the birds were singing. It was a tiny bit nippy out as Garian stepped out of his tent to get ready for the morning. Then, he tripped over something in the way and fell flat on his face.
"What the hell. ", he said, "Dammit Kiaser I told you not to sleep right outside my tent." The wolf Kiaser looked loving up at Garian and started to wag his tail. "Oh well lets get packed up and move out old friend," Garian murmured as he was checking to see if his nose was broken.
Garain knew the routine well, cook breakfast, eat it (what else would he do with it? Never mind ignore that.), pack up camp, and then cover up anything that would show that he had been there that night. After this was done the two friends, wolf and elf, set out on the long walk for the day. They were headed for the near by town of Ashen Guard, which was only 50 miles away.
"Looks like we are in a long walk for today old friend." "Better stay off the road today so we don't encounter any trouble like we did 2 days ago." So Garian veered off of the road, Kiaser obediently following him, into the woods to remain hidden from people on the road. At about mid day when Garian was stopped for lunch heard voices on the road.
Garian told Kiaser to stay as he went in for a closer look. As he come into the view of the road he saw a pair of humans, a male and a female, walking down the road. Or was it? As they walked closer he saw what looked funny about the female. He ears were more pointed and she was a little shorter than a human, she was a half-elf. She was wearing robes and had an odd-looking book and pouch by her side. The male had on rags but they looked like they were concealing something but Garian couldn't make out what. Soon they got close enough that he could hear what they were saying.
". do you? Do you? I said do you DAMMIT!" said the male.
"Well I don't have your damm stick and I have no clue where the hell it could be. Why don't you check in your pack."
The male dove into is backpack, frantically looking for something. He came out with a huge smile on his face holding a smoothed and pointed stick.
"AHHH! Bow to the power of stick!" He tapped it twice on his hand and the point of it light up and started to glow. The female shook her head and keep walking down the road. Just the male looked right at Garian, and his heart stopped beating. His blood ran cold, battle plans started rushing through his head. He would have to run back and get his bow.
"Well what do we have here, a little elfy in the woods. Come out little elf I'm not going to hurt you. JUST BOW TO THE POWER OF STICK!" he screamed.
"Do not under any circumstances look into his eyes or listen to him," the half-elf said. "I don't know if he bites but you never know these days." That got Garian chuckling.
"Where are you heading to," Garian asked after the laughter subsided. He glaced over to the human and saw him crouched down talking to a tree.
"Yes, it is all mine it is my precious, I got it, I found it all mine. You Mr. Tree cannot, that means never, take it back or have it." He quickly jerked around and pointed at Garian. "You will never have it either it is mine." After he finished that sentence he broke into hysterical laughing.
"We are heading to Ashen Guard, do you want to tag along. There is safety in numbers," she said to Garian.
"Lemme get my stuff," Garian said to her as he was walking into the woods. He wasn't sure he had made the right choice to stay with these two but the half-elf seemed nice enough. The human he would have to stay away from to avoid become contaminated with what ever he was afflicted with. 'Dammit' he though to himself, 'my people skills suck I didn't even get her name or tell her mine.' 'Oh well there is always latter.'
"Come Kiaser, lets go, we only have to stay with them till we get to town."