The Fate of the First Hero of Light
Thank you Ancient Ancestors.
I am laying in the sun at the academy. I reach to grab the sun as if to seize it for myself.
I do not have dreams of temples falling apart. After my Grandmother had disintegrated the Royal Castle, into fine crystals and snow. The Three Houses had to make up lies so complex and unreasonable. That they could not be believed. There were fear of riots. As the power struggles in the houses was fought, because of the loss of esteem in the publics eye. Due to the total destruction of the Royal Castle . The Knight and the Flame Mage had been giving awards for their part in saving the Queen Zeldany's life from my Grandmother. Wisely the Queen did not send an invitation for me . The Dark Elf was also sent one but discarded it when it arrived at our estate.
The Queen contacted me. We had to formulate a plan to save the situation before it spiraled out of control. Also to curtail the conflicting information the Houses were releasing to the populous. We had formulated a most grand lie. "My Grandmother was requested by the Queen to destroy the castle. Their had been found an ancient magic that had been corrupted by the passage of time.
It could lead to a great epidemic and it would surely have lead to a great catastrophe and loss of life. Because my Grandmother's Magics are based on the manipulation of ice. It was best suited for the task. Burning the castle would have spread the twisted magics. It could not reliably be determined, which objects or treasures were not infected. So they also had to be destroyed . Or so we had claimed. Unbelievably it had worked and because none of the guards wanted to face my Grandmother to avenge their fallen comrades. That was the end of that.
At the academy my plainness which had always felt like a bane to me. Was the greatest gift, I could ever receive! Except for the teachers. Very few had noticed I had been missing. I had been studying very hard in the day to rejoin my classmates in our studies. I had found that. I would spend as much time as possible at school. Till even the groundskeepers had forced my out. My wife to be the Dark Elf had moved into our estate. Which also houses the Mighty Dwarven Warrior Uncle Thandall. After the destruction of the Royal Castle. I had been congratulated in my part of the immense cultural catastrophe. As reward I was given my first taste of wine. The Dark Elf had also been drinking. We had retired to her lodging's at the Mages Guild and had spent the whole night in a sensual embrace.
I do not know if I had cast a forbidden magic on her. But when I returned from school the next day. Uncle Thandall was waiting for me. He put his hand on my shoulder and shook his head"Good luck me boy" When I entered my room. There was many a magical instrument and many fragrant reagents in bags packed all over my room. I closed the door. Behind it was a beautiful naked blue figure towering above me. The Dark Elf had moved in with us! But she was staying in my small room! My bed can barely fit one person! But I believe that was her plan. We spend each night in each others arms and we intertwine our bodies. My Grandmother had said she most likely a "Pure Maiden" But sometimes I wonder. The amount of climaxes she needs to finally find the rest of her body. Feels like I am scaling an indomitable mountain. When she has finally found rest. The sun is up and I have school! But still when I think of her I find my face glow red and I feel a warm feeling in my heart.
Soon the winter break begins. I will be accompanying Uncle Thandall to the Dwarven Realm. I cannot wait. Like a child who wants to open his presents a day earlier. I count each day . He said he would teach me the various workings of the Dwarven Commerce Principles. Introduce me to the Heads of the Unions! He also requested that they may study the runes on my arm. I immediately agreed suddenly! I felt an intimidating figure it was my Grandmother. She wanted to know if I was in a position to choose freely. I apologized and asked her. If I could please accompany Uncle Thandall .
After torturing me with words for a long while. I was finally granted permission Uncle Thandall laughing mightily as she agreed. But on one condition I had to earn my headdress. First I could not understand. But then Uncle Thandall explained killing and wearing a snowbeasts head was an initiation right of the Tulok Tribe. As the WarChief I would have to battle the fiercest beast to earn my right to lead. I felt my heart sink not because of the initiation but because I would not be able to visit the Dwarven Realm. But when it was explained my Tribes traditional home was only half a days of travel away from the Dwarven Realm. I believe I have never felt so relieved and glad in my life!
I am breathing very heavily. I have my Grandmother's broadsword . It is as sharp as a razer. The Snowbeast I am facing is not the largest one we've been tracking. But it is the most fierce. I do not directly look into the beasts eyes I might freeze up. For a beast it has a strong killing intent. Living with my Grandmother has made me very sensitive to any bloodlust so as to save my life if I should anger her. That I can perceive this beasts killing intent . Must mean it has killed many a snowbeast. A fierce opponent. My Grandmother and Uncle Thandall are drinking hot drinks, while playing cards.
Without looking this beast knows, the Dwarven Warrior will grab him immediately and snap his neck. I know I will not die. My Grandmother will not interfere she'll save me from death. But this beast will maul me severely. Before she kills it. All my powers have been sealed. The hands that I felt guide my movements at the coronation. They are gone. I feel the weight of the blade on my back. The beast charges I wait to the absolute last second. I see Uncle Thandall stand up. I rock back and lay on the ground and kick as hard as I can. The beast is thrown off balance. I stand up pull the blade leisurely slowly gaining speed. When the beast falls haphazardly on the ground. I slice the beast into two. I move without hesitation and decapitate the snowbeast.
I jump back the body is violently twitching. The claws and limbs shaking as if to kill the creature that had defeated it. Even the mouth is still biting. After many moments the beast stops moving I prod it with the sword. It still reacts but not without enough force to harm me. I take the head, Uncle Thandall helps me skin it. We salt it. My Grandmother smiles at me. I am the Tulok WarChief!
The next two moons I spend in the Dwarven Realm. I feel that does not what my life holds in store for me. This would be the highlight of my life. I meet the Chief who I am named after. All the Union Heads! I learn the ways of Dwarven Economics. How to accurately determine a value of an object, just by looking at it. So many other things. I do not want to sleep! There are so many things to learn. With complex mechanisms they analyze the ruins on my arm. The patterns of the runes contain strong magics and by combining the rune stones they possess the pattern can be used to the treat certain diseases. Finally I greet everyone. Those were the best moment of my life!
I am standing in a street. There are fires everywhere. I have my Snowbeast headdress on. I am in my white snow traditional parka. There is blood on it. Royal guards that have fallen dead in combat. Their bodies are strewn about.
Two of my cousins they come to face me with a spear and sword. I slice Bonixis's head off he falls backward Ronald points his spear at me. I use all my strength and slice him diagonally from his hip to his shoulder he is dead. The Queen is shaking . I grab her "Queen Zeldalyn can you fight?!" She is looking at me like a child who is overcome with fear. I throw her on my back "KEEP HOLDING ONTO ME NO MATTER WHAT!" I see she nods.
BLAST and popping sounds
There is a massive blast behind us it's a magic attack. I look it's my mother. I start running. "Shit it is my mother. She is a strong mage. Your Majesty can you use any offensive magic?"
"I will have to kill her first!"
She looks at my mother "NO!NO!NO!NO!YOUR MOTHER?!"
Finish.