Chapter 1 Bandits
Humans and Dragons had coexisted until the humans became bitter and started a war called the Scouring. Upon their defeat, the dragons vanished from the world as the humans reigned as the dominant species. Our tale begins in a far off land in a middle of a rich green plain as a green hair female fetches water by a nearby lake. There she was not alone, but another person was with her, she did not know who this person was, but all is that he had collapsed in front of her tent that she had built and lasted her many seasons.
A moan was heard from the direction of the man who was lying on her bed. "Oh, you're awake?" her warm and gentle like a mother taking care of her newborn. The man opened his mouth, but instead of words coming out, he coughed. She immediately offered him water that she had just got. In one gulp, he had finished it. "Thank you." He said after clearing his throat. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Yes, thank you." He replied while scratching his head while his other hand had searched around for something similar. "Your dagger is over there."
The woman replied, pointing to a nearby desk. "My name is Lyn, what's yours?" she asked once more. "…Mark." He said not looking at the woman in the eyes. "Well, Mark, why is someone like you wondering in these parts of the plains?" she asked. Mark looked around the tent, it was well built, he could tell that she was capable and experience in living outdoors. Though, one thing caught his eyes, a sword. "Oh, that. You don't have to worry about that, I use that when I need to go hunt." She said truthfully as she crossed her arms. "So are you going to answer my questions or just-"She stopped midway and remained silent. Mark listened as well, but for what? Lyn grabbed her sword. "If you don't want to die, there's an exit out in the back of the tent." Lyn left while Mark got up from her bed and grabbed his dagger. He stared out the back of the tent, then the way that Lyn went.
"There you are! It took us awhile to find you! But you got nowhere to run girly." Said a thug looking man with an axe. "She sure is prettier than I would had thought, be a real shame to kill her, but money is money." Said another thug. Lyn did not say anything but drew her weapon from her scabbard and prepared to fight. "Two against one, this'll be tough." She thought. "We just need her head, that's all." Said thug one as he enclosed towards Lyn. "Die!" he shouted as he swung the axe at Lyn with killing attempt. Lyn dodged it and countered with a swing towards the hand that was holding the axe, cutting it off as the thug screamed in agony, but was silenced as Lyn had drove her sword into his heart.
"B-Burt!" said the thug as he charged in. Lyn waited for him to attack first as the first bandit and counter him. And Like the first bandit he attacked first, and just like the first bandit, she had aimed for his hand, but unlike the first bandit, this one seemed to be more experienced he smirked as he quickly picked up his axe and swung it quickly at Lyn. Lyn barely reacted in time. "The next one's going for your head." Said the thug."What a though fellow, I just hope Mark ran away in time." The thug had grazed Lyn's leg as blood was coming out. "Die!" said the thug. Lyn knew that she had no chance in brute strength so she bought time as she dodged his oncoming attacks. Lyn ran into the forest, hoping to lose the thug, but he was determined to kill her at any cost. Lyn was breathing hard as sweat had covered her face. "Stop hiding!" the thug shouted in anger. "Lyn." Spoke a voice. A voice that she had knew. "Mark?"
