Hmmmm so 16 people last I checked have actually read my fic. I wonder how many more I'll get

Anyways little to say other then the fact that it appears what went from a simple summary is now turning into a full story. So it seems as though I'll end up writing the whole thing.

This chapter also marks the first time in which I'll do some real writing and break away from the main script. Though that's in the second half of the chapter so if you read muscle through the weak beginning to get to something interesting.

Disclaimer: nope I don't own anything

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It has been said that the sword chooses its wielder. This is never truer in the case of the young women from the plains Lyn. Only recently had she discovered her royal heritage and now she is on a journey to return to her mother's home and meet the grandfather. First she must go to a small shrine outside of Bulgar and pray for her well being. However her destiny has only just begun.

(Shrine)

Seproth was walking beside Kent and holding up a map all the while enjoying a nice apple. "Lord Kent with all the attempts on Lady Lyndis's life I believe our safest bet would be to avoid the main roads." He points to a section on the map and drags his finger along it. "I believe the safest and defiantly our fastest route would be this way." Kent looks at it and nods. "It seems you do have quite the knack for picking these things out Master Seproth." Seproth shakes his head and rolls up the map. He then gazes at his scenery when had they wandered to a shrine.

He glanced at Lyn. "I hope you don't mind but allow me a short detour." She points to the shrine. "There is a sacred sword enshrined in an altar east of here. The people of Sacae go there to pray for safety at the onset of a long journey." Seproth looks at her and then at the shrine before glancing back at the two knights. "I suppose it will do us no harm right?" Sain chuckles and shakes his head. "Oh how quaint." Kent sighs and walks past his companion. "The teachings of Elimine have the most followers in Elibe. It's nice to see that, here at least, the ancient customs are still observed."

Seproth glances at the map again. "Well it is part of the path I have chosen so I guess we'll make a quick stop its good to see old customs are still alive and well." The group continued on their way to the shrine. Seproth paused and glanced up at the sky. "Are you alright Seproth?" Lyn looked back at him concerned. "It's nothing I just thought… never mind." He smiles at her and quickens his pace slightly to catch up. It is at this point that a woman runs up to them. "I beg your pardon, milady. Are you headed east, to the altar?" Seproth glanced at her. "We are, why?" The woman glances at Seproth and walks up to him. "Then you must hurry and help the priest there." Seproth raises his eye brow. "I saw a band of local ruffians head in there not long ago. They seemed intent on stealing the altar's sacred sword!" Lyn gasped at looked at the altar. "The Mani Katti…" Seproth narrows eyes flashes again… but why. The name so familiar and yet so… different.

"They're going to steal it? I cannot allow this to happen." Seproth nods in agreement if only to satisfy his curiosity. "Why…" Kent glances at him but pays it no mind. The Woman says her thanks and departs. Kent and Sain walk up to Lyn. "Lyndis, what are you planning?" Sain was staring at the Altar. "If you hope to go to the priest's aid, you'll need to prepare." Lyn nods and looks at Seproth "Say Seproth…" He nodded "There are some homes to the south of us. Perhaps we should go there." Seproth nods. "It would be a wise idea I suppose. Perhaps theirs a safer path then the front door in." He was glancing at one particular side of the wall.

"Alright head to the villages and see what you can discover… I think I have an idea." He grins and the three hurry off as Seproth began looking out across the battlefield. A few moments later the three of them returned Seproth glanced at them. Lyn was the first to speak "There is a weakened section on the wall we can probably break it down and enter their safely." Seproth nods and spots the section. "I found out a little bit about the sword Manni Katti." Seproth narrows eyes. "We can talk about that later for now let's clear out the bandits." The trio nods and head off to battle. With the aid of the broken wall they were able to slay the leader of the bandits quickly.

Seproth cleans off his boot even though he hadn't been involved in the fighting he had stepped in some blood. "I find battle distasteful, why must it come to this." Lyn helped the elderly man out of his room. "Your clothing… You're of the Lorca tribe?" Lyn nods "Are you hurt, good sir?" The old man chuckles and shakes his head. "Thanks to you I am unscathed." He smiles at the group. "You have my gratitude." Seproth simply nods and looks around the altar "and the sword? Is it Safe?" Seproth says looking at the old man. "Yes, I have sealed the sword safely away." Seproth nods his head. "Clever heh bet that had the swordsmen pretty pissed." He chuckles and walks up the group. "Can we see the sword?" The old man nods and brings out the sword. "As a token of my gratitude you can lay hands upon the Manni Katti. Touch the blades pattern and pray for safe journey." Seproth nods and goes to reach out but pauses. "My Lady Lyndis… you are from this region it is only fitting that you touch it first." Lyn nods and places her hands on the sword and a slight pulse could be felt "Hm?" Seproth raises his eye brow. "There's something you don't feel every day." Lyn looks at the blade shock written all over her face. "The sword… It's… glowing." The old man glances at the sword. "Lyn, they have looked into your soul, and they call out to you." Lyn looks up at him. "What does that mean?" The old man smiled at her. "You are its rightful owner. You are to wield the blade Manni Katti." Lyn takes a step back holding the sword out in front of her. "No… I can't… I couldn't…" Again the old man could only smile. "It is the sword's wish. If you require proof, draw it from its sheath." Lyn pauses and grabs the hilt again she pauses and with little effort she draws the blade. "It came out… effortlessly." She could only stare at the magnificent sword and Seproth found himself staring at it more then he thought necessary. "I never dared to hope that I might meet the wielder of the Manni Katti in my life. I am indeed fortunate to see your sword reach your hands." Lyn could still only stare "my sword?"

Seproth finally broke his stare away from it. "It is time for you to go, Lyn." Seproth walks up beside her. "We should be going." Lyn nods and follows behind Seproth. The two of them meet up with Kent and Sain who were waiting out front. "So you were able to draw it." Kent says glancing at the blade "Manni katti a sword without equal." Lyn was still staring at the sword. "This is all so unbelievable. Perhaps the most famous sword in all of Sacae in my hand" Kent looked at her and shook his head. "It's not so strange. In fact, many legends tell similar tales… Special blades all over the land call out to their proper owners and yet, when I saw you draw that blade, Lyndis… I felt something extraordinary. That sword was waiting for you. You were meant to draw it." Seproth frowned and stared at the sword. "Stop it! I… I'm not special!" Seproth glances up at her. "That's far from true my lady Lyndis. When you think about some weapons feel more comfortable in your hand, right? Well the blade feels comfortable with you." Lyn nods seemingly taking this explanation well.

Seproth however was now staring at his blade. "If only… if only I could figure out why it is that I can't draw my own sword. Is it that I'm not destined to wield it?" He looks up at Lyn. "That… I cannot answer Seproth." Seproth shook his head and stared at her. "It troubles me greatly my Lady. Who am I? Why does that sword bring up memories… why does Lycia bring up dread feelings?" He shook his head and looked down at the Muramasa his sword or so he believed. Yet if he wasn't its wielder then why did he know its name. "Forgive me… I am holding us up we should go Mi Lady." Lyn looked at him concern written all over her face. "I wish… more then anything that I could answer those questions for you. I know that along the line the truth will reveal itself Seproth." Seproth looked at her and smiled. "I can only hope Lyn… I can only hope." He smiled and turned around. "Now then we have a long journey ahead of us."

He grinned and pulled out a fresh apple and a map biting into it. "The area with which we travel is riddled with bandits and unfortunately we are only three. I pray that we don't run into a large number of them even with the skills you three posses it would not be hard to be overwhelm…" His eyes widen and he collapsed onto the ground gripping his head.

A battlefield three men fighting against an army they were clearly strong as more then a hundred corpses seemed to lay at their feet and yet still more soldiers came in and more charged them. They were being overwhelmed and again Seproth began to wonder as he saw these images. Was he one of these men… what was his role in it all, he couldn't see faces or images… he saw nothing but the clash of steel and death. One of the men fell another ran off to safety and one attempted to aid the fallen warrior. Who was he amongst them… it only made sense he was the man that fled. He was a coward

Seproth opened his eyes and shot up he was drenched in a cold sweat. "I… I was a…" He looks up and sees Lyn staring down at him. "Oh thank god." She hugs him tightly Seproth couldn't help but blush slightly. "I was so worried that something bad had happened." Seproth looks at her "Just a flood of memories." He looks down at the ground. "I'm sorry to have worried you Lyn. It was never my intention." She smiled at him in attempt to comfort him was his best ruling. "It's alright Seproth your alright now. That's what matters most." Lyn looks at Seproth once more and becomes more serious. "Tell me… what is this continuing nightmare that you have?" Seproth looks at her and closes his eyes. "Very well I suppose you have a right to know" and so it is that Seproth went into the dream. The robed figures the battle the death of one of them and the fleeing of another. "The dream ends with the one going to rescue his fallen comrade about to be struck down. I awaken here every time. I had at first thought that I was the man about to be struck down but… I would've fallen from such a blow. Does that mean… I had to be the one who ran and abandoned my friends." He clenches his fist and scowls slightly. "I… I was a coward… to abandon them in the midst of battle."

Lyn stared at him digesting the information given to her. "You are no coward Seproth… When that bandit attacked me you jumped in the way to save my life at the risk of your own. I do not know what kind of man you were before I met you." She smiles at him and leans in slightly. "However I know one thing Seproth that I love the man that you are now the man that I met that day." Seproth's eyes widen and he felt his heart… was it beating faster. "I…" He leans into meet her lips and brushes them slightly but then pauses and stands up. "Forgive me… My Lady Lyndis… I…" She was staring at him almost pleadingly. "What is it Seproth… why do you… Do you not…" She looked down almost in tears it would seem. "I… I do not know… but even if I did. We could not be you are nobility I am…" He looks down at himself. "I am a commoner… We… I…" He closes his eyes and walks off. "Forgive me Lyn… but I would not… I could not bring that kind of dishonor upon your family." Before another word could be said he walked off leaving Lyn to break down and cry as though once again her family had died.

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Hmmm that went further then I thought it would. I defiantly wasn't thinking about having Lyn confess her feelings for Seproth so soon but… this will start a process in which the two will start growing more and more distant.

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