Chapter 2
1 Do know where to find a Tavern?
As Alto and Fizban walked home there are many interesting sights, because Fizban kept on wondering off to cause all kind of trouble, Alto found himself not even half way home and the sun is already setting. Fizban was still arguing with a man about some kind of a war, that is when Alto saw a small bad on the ground.
Alto picked it up, to find it rather heavy, slowly he opened it. To his great surprise it was a filled with iron fillings and a red stone. Before he could tell Fizban to look at the bag a bearded man, dressed in pure black jumped out of the grass, glaring at Alto he said coldly " Give that back boy, and maybe I will grant you a quick death!"
"Ser I just found it on the ground," Alto stammered, then as the man drown his sword, he took off. To his displeasure two more man, dressed in the same outfit as the first, blocked the way.
"Now what is the problem?" Fizban was suddenly behind the two man, " Well nice swords, looks to be very sharp." Fizban exclaimed as they took out their sword. "Want to see how sharp old man!" on of the men answered evilly.
"Maybe another time, " Fizban said, " Now I just want to take the boy and go." He yawned, "Say you wouldn't know a good tavern nearby would you, I am quite sleepy."
"Don't worry, you will sleep in a endless night very soon," the other man throw his sword right at Fizban. Alto closed his eyes waiting to hear the old man's final scream. To his shock it never came.
"Now, now don't play with sharp weapons you could get hurt," Fizban said as he made the sword fly in a circular pattern on top of the two man's head. "Now where is the tavern I am very sleepy." Just then the old mage dropped to the ground, the men jumped back from the sudden movement, only to find the old men snoring. Mouth opening the men stared at each other for a while, completely forgetting about Alto, then the sword too fall from the sky, nearly bisecting one of them. That is when they grabbed Alto's arm and run like mad, followed by the two other men. Alto did not know how long he was been forced to run, but when ever he tried to escape a sword would always be in his way, followed by a deep voice of, "You do you die.
Time went by quite fast, and when they stopped running, the sun already set and the first of the three moons is about shoulder height to the men. "The old man was no so tough," the first man said as he tried to catch his breath. "Yeah we could have beaten him if we wanted to," the second man joined the conversation, "Now boy, you can give me the little bag you found and my offer still stands, a quick death." The last one who was facing Alto snared as he gazed at him.
Losing all hope of living Alto thought about the quick death, as he reached for the pouch, inside his pocket and presented it to the man with the sword raised. He took the pouch and said, " good choice." As he raised his sword, Alto closed his eyes waiting for the killing blow it never came. When next he opened his eyes he found all three of the man was gazing at a dark shape on the ground, it stirred and stood up to reveal an old man dressed in robes, Fizban. "Chicken liver, potato and a glass of mead please." He mumbled, "The looking around he said, "Where am I?" he asked himself then looked directly at Alto. "You boy," he said ignoring the three gaping men, " Who am I again."
"Fizban ser." He stammered out, "Oh yeah, I know that!" Fizban said then looking at the three men he said, " you wouldn't know of any tavern near by would you, I am really starving for some food! Wait you look like you could make a decent meal!" Completely misunderstood what Fizban had said. The three men screamed and took off so fast that Alto could swear they were on horses. Fizban just stood there and waited, "So I guess thanks for saving me." He said. Fizban only said after a moment of silence, "five, four, three, two, and one." Just then three shapes immerged ahead of Alto, to his surprise it was the same three men that tried to run the other way.
"Greetings," Fizban scream, " do you know where to find a tavern! I want some food!" The three men fainted then at that spot, and Fizban only look puzzled. he then turned to Alto and said, "I really think that those three are tired, maybe I should take them all to a nice tavern."
1 Do know where to find a Tavern?
As Alto and Fizban walked home there are many interesting sights, because Fizban kept on wondering off to cause all kind of trouble, Alto found himself not even half way home and the sun is already setting. Fizban was still arguing with a man about some kind of a war, that is when Alto saw a small bad on the ground.
Alto picked it up, to find it rather heavy, slowly he opened it. To his great surprise it was a filled with iron fillings and a red stone. Before he could tell Fizban to look at the bag a bearded man, dressed in pure black jumped out of the grass, glaring at Alto he said coldly " Give that back boy, and maybe I will grant you a quick death!"
"Ser I just found it on the ground," Alto stammered, then as the man drown his sword, he took off. To his displeasure two more man, dressed in the same outfit as the first, blocked the way.
"Now what is the problem?" Fizban was suddenly behind the two man, " Well nice swords, looks to be very sharp." Fizban exclaimed as they took out their sword. "Want to see how sharp old man!" on of the men answered evilly.
"Maybe another time, " Fizban said, " Now I just want to take the boy and go." He yawned, "Say you wouldn't know a good tavern nearby would you, I am quite sleepy."
"Don't worry, you will sleep in a endless night very soon," the other man throw his sword right at Fizban. Alto closed his eyes waiting to hear the old man's final scream. To his shock it never came.
"Now, now don't play with sharp weapons you could get hurt," Fizban said as he made the sword fly in a circular pattern on top of the two man's head. "Now where is the tavern I am very sleepy." Just then the old mage dropped to the ground, the men jumped back from the sudden movement, only to find the old men snoring. Mouth opening the men stared at each other for a while, completely forgetting about Alto, then the sword too fall from the sky, nearly bisecting one of them. That is when they grabbed Alto's arm and run like mad, followed by the two other men. Alto did not know how long he was been forced to run, but when ever he tried to escape a sword would always be in his way, followed by a deep voice of, "You do you die.
Time went by quite fast, and when they stopped running, the sun already set and the first of the three moons is about shoulder height to the men. "The old man was no so tough," the first man said as he tried to catch his breath. "Yeah we could have beaten him if we wanted to," the second man joined the conversation, "Now boy, you can give me the little bag you found and my offer still stands, a quick death." The last one who was facing Alto snared as he gazed at him.
Losing all hope of living Alto thought about the quick death, as he reached for the pouch, inside his pocket and presented it to the man with the sword raised. He took the pouch and said, " good choice." As he raised his sword, Alto closed his eyes waiting for the killing blow it never came. When next he opened his eyes he found all three of the man was gazing at a dark shape on the ground, it stirred and stood up to reveal an old man dressed in robes, Fizban. "Chicken liver, potato and a glass of mead please." He mumbled, "The looking around he said, "Where am I?" he asked himself then looked directly at Alto. "You boy," he said ignoring the three gaping men, " Who am I again."
"Fizban ser." He stammered out, "Oh yeah, I know that!" Fizban said then looking at the three men he said, " you wouldn't know of any tavern near by would you, I am really starving for some food! Wait you look like you could make a decent meal!" Completely misunderstood what Fizban had said. The three men screamed and took off so fast that Alto could swear they were on horses. Fizban just stood there and waited, "So I guess thanks for saving me." He said. Fizban only said after a moment of silence, "five, four, three, two, and one." Just then three shapes immerged ahead of Alto, to his surprise it was the same three men that tried to run the other way.
"Greetings," Fizban scream, " do you know where to find a tavern! I want some food!" The three men fainted then at that spot, and Fizban only look puzzled. he then turned to Alto and said, "I really think that those three are tired, maybe I should take them all to a nice tavern."
