AC: Well, I Felt like writing once again, I'm not too sure if this is a great chapter, but there is a part that will become more vital later. Next chapter will be longer.
A round about 4 hours had passed and Teirm was now incredibly close, the dirt road that Herác and Brom had been plodding down was now partially paved with stone, sign posts pointed the direction 'Teirm – 2 miles' and others could be seen nearby, on horse and foot, some riding quickly and ignoring Herác, others giving a warm nod as he rode past. It had been about 5 years since Herác had been to Teirm, That was when his mother had died and he went to stay with his aunt and uncle.
"It's a lot busier than I remember" Herác said to Brom, who seemed distracted
"Yes, Trade has picked up in the last few years; I hear it's dropping now though, so enjoy it while you can… Listen Boy, I need to go meet my friend, I will ride with you up to about a mile from the gates, but you will need to make the last stretch yourself."
"Oh, you've been more than generous Brom; I can stretch my legs as well" Herác said smiling, though still confused as to who this 'friend' was.
"Good" Brom said merrily "I'll be in the town by tonight, If you are around, There is a small tavern near the docks, Nice quiet place, I should be in there tonight unless something comes up, if you are in the area drop in…Do you have somewhere to stay?"
"Yes, my cousins shop, she wrote to me to say I could come stay before all this happened, I probably should of wrote, but…Well she put the invite out."
"Alright then I'll meet you in town at some point." Brom said gesturing for him to get of the horse, and taking the rains out of his hand, then riding off on a small path through a large wood "Happy trails!"
Herác turned to face the path, There was Teirm The large majestic gates where something to bring awe to a small town boy like himself, They stood 50 feet tall, and were carved at a master skill level, A large carving shown a knight sitting on the back of a dragon, brandishing his sword high as the dragon blew fire in the faces of enemies. Herác began to walk, and before he knew it he was stood face to face with the gate
"Oi" said a guard walking in front of Herác as he attempted to walk in to the city "Oi, You can't just walk in here!"
"What? Why?" Herác spat.
"What is the meaning of your visit? Business, Pleasure or accommodation" The guard said pulling up a small form and beginning to write.
"…Oh, Accommodation, I'm staying with my cousin till I find a place of my own"
"Alright then…name?"
"Angela"
"Angela?" the guard said confused "okay then…Surname"
"I don't know" said Herác still distracted by the city walls "Wait, my name? Herác Soothlaid"
The guard sighed, tore up the form, pulled out another and handed him a pass "Right, this will get you in and out of the city, If you do not have it, it will be a 50 coin fine, do you understand?"
"yeah, yeah, yeah" Herác said snatching the pass and waking in to the city.
It was more beautiful than he remembered, the streets were long, and busy, full of opportunity, the buildings were an amazing oak colour, and the smells were magnificent, fresh baked bread wafted over from one direction, while the salt from the sea another, people bustled around, shoving and pushing, others talking loudly and laughing obnoxiously. This was Herác's kind of place. As he walked the streets memories of playing with Angela came flooding back, Since she was slightly older, he always looked at her like a big sister, she would walk him to the market, buy him some chocolate then take him home, while stopping at the stables to let him see the horses. He never got any of that attention at home, His father was barely ever around after his mother died, then he just up and left.
Herác was about one street away from Angela's shop when someone caught his eye. It was a girl, about his age, with a bow strapped to her back, and tight leather armour on her body, She was tall, And amazingly beautiful. Long hear, which almost reached the bottom of her back, a slender, but curvy body, her skin was light, her lips were a pale red, and her eyes were fascinating, one Blue, one green. She was walking along with some other hunters, and as quickly as they has come, they were gone.
Herác continued starring at her as she walked away, Eyes fixed on her rear.
"Herác?" A voice said from besides him "Oh my It is you!" A hug came out of nowhere taking Herác by surprise, when he looked up, there he saw Angela, a young-ish, but very pretty woman stood over him, with a cat on her shoulder. "You didn't tell me you were in town this week! Where are you staying?"
Herác finished hugging her back then shyly looked around "well…I would of asked earlier, but I was…in a rush to leave town"
"oh…Well a heads up would have been great. Where are your bags?"
"it was a big rush"
"I see… Well come on then Brat, let's see if we can't sought you out with a nice comfy floor to sleep on"
Hope any readers liked it. Feel free to tell me what I'm doing wrong, or right. And if you like, Give me a name for the huntress, as she will be in it later :)
