Authors note: Thanks for the review, good to see someone took time to read
my FanFic. Leon is not a drow, He's a dark elf, There be a difference. If
you wanna know what a dark elf is well, I'm not gonna tell you right now.
So nyah! As for the colors, well the type of dark elf he is has blue skin
and white hair. I made his hair brown though because I was to stupid to see
a white in the color shades when making him. Later when I started again I
found white but it's to late now.
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Leon walked slowly through the peninsula, he had already come across many of the escaped prisoners and he didn't want to deal with anymore. Creeping slowly through the allies Leon watched and listened for anything strange. He stopped upon hearing a voice from behind.
"Halt! Who are you!" The voice demanded. Leon turned around to see a man, a human. The man had short black hair and a long scar down his left cheek. His skin was pail from lack of sunlight and his eyes were red from lack of sleep. He held a crossbow nervously. He tried to hold the crossbow steady but his arms and hands were shaking. Before Leon could answer the man began talking again. "Y-you don't look like a prisoner, are you with the City Guard?"
"Do you plan on killing me?" Leon stayed calm he searched the eyes of this man. He searched the man's soul and feelings. "I'm asking the questions!" The man didn't answer nor did he move. His crossbow stayed aiming somewhere around Leon's chest
"I must disagree, you are demanding, not asking."
"Quiet! Answer my question or you die!" This man was very serious. He was ready to shoot Leon at the slightest movement. Leon was not phased at all by the threat.
"How do you plan on doing that? Your shaking, your aim is away from my heart, the weight must feel like it's pulling your arms off and for all you know a escaped prisoner is about to stab you in the back." Leon's eyes shifted to look behind the man a smirk came across his face. The man's eyes widened and he turned to look behind him. With in the second the crossbow had been knocked from the man's hand and Leon's sword was held straight, It's tip only inches away from the man's throat. The man was shocked; he had turned only to see Leon's sword it all happened to fast. "Now I'm asking the questions. Got that?"
"Y-yes" The man swallowed hard and nodded.
"Good, The first thing I wan to know is what made you think you could oppose me in your state?" The man closed his eyes and dropped to the ground. "I'm tired, I haven't slept in what feels like days. The prisoners broke into my house stole everything but the shirt on my back and the gold in my pocket. I tried to stop them but they killed my family." Tears formed in the man's eyes "I have nothing to live for, If I must die I'll die fighting those who took my life from me."
"Do you know how the Prisoners escaped?" Leon asked coldly. He disregarded most of the man's story. He cared nothing for this stranger. He cared nothing for any of these mortals. The humans had been the ones who caused his kind to flee. They were misunderstood and hated by humans. Other elven races could do nothing to help in fear the humans would turn on them. Those who fought for their kind died in battle. Like the drow they lived secluded in their own small villages, and settlements.
"No, all I know is that they suddenly took over. Killing everyone who tried to stop them. How could the city Guard just sit by and let this happen!" The man was becoming hysterical. Leon looked at the man, he only saw humans as stupid, horrible monsters. But Leon felt something else. Was he feeling sorry for this human? No it couldn't be that, he was a human! Leon slowly extended his arm out to the sitting man.
"Come with me, I'll take you to the city core" Leon was not sure why he did why he did. Was he expecting a reward? Did he feel pity for this mortal man? Whatever it was that came over Leon that day, at that moment. He was willing to help this man.
"Thank you stranger." The man took Leon's hand and with his help stood up.
***
Leon approached the gate captain. Now was the time for answers. The man he had found was safe and so were two other humans he had found.
"Thank you for helping us rescue the people here. We could use another man on guard." The gate captain said as he saw Leon approach.
"Save it human! I'm not here to help you fight the plague. Nor do I care for you ill king! I am here only to find my sister" Leon hated when people asked for his help. Why should he help the people who drove his kind into the wild and those who did not heed their cry for help.
"Well, perhaps we can help, what is her name?" The gate captain smiled, HE was at least willing to help.
"Angel Avalon."
"Oh," The gate captain's smile faded "Yes, we know of her. She joined the city guard along with Zirath Ness to help Lady Aribeth find a cure for the plague."
"I don't care why she's here! Tell me where she is" Leon was becoming impatient.
"She came in here with Zirath to help us stop the prisoners. We haven't heard from either of them since then." At that moment a cry rang through the peninsula.
"Angel!" Leon turned and ran towards the cry. He knew that voice and was certain it was his sister.
***
Elsewhere in the district another soul heard this cry. A halfling dressed in light, brown, dirty leather amour. He pulled his short sword from the belly of a prisoner and ran towards the cry. He was shortly stopped by a group of thugs. The halfling wiped a strand of his brown hair from his eyes. Without saying a word he lunged at one of the thugs. His sword went through the unsuspecting thug. The halfling pulled his out going left cutting through the thug's body and out. Another thug swung his club down at the small man. He quickly rolled aside dodging the attack. As the halfling got to his knees and balanced himself he threw a knife at the thug. The knife struck the thugs hand and pierced the skin and muscle coming out the other side. While two of the thugs should not fight the third one brought down his club hard on the halfling's back. The forceful strike quickly brought the halfling down. He tried to get up but was kicked in his attempt. The halfling rolled left onto his back luckily dodging another strike from the club that brought him down. He rolled backwards and in fluid motion got to his feet. The halfling took the second thug's arm and pulled him in front of him to block yet another attack. The attack to the second thug's head was enough to kill the large man. The halfling took the knife from the thug's hand as he let him drop. Before the final thug could make another attempt to attack the halfling the same knife that struck his friends arm struck his own eye. Before he could fall the halfling leaped up and in a swift swipe the halfling removed the head of the last thug. "No need to lose your head over one defeat." The halfling smiled and in a moment he was running again towards the cry.
The halfling reached the source of the cry. But all he saw was Leon holding the lifeless elf girl in his hand. He held her close he was on his knees not moving. The small halfling jumped to the conclusion that Leon was the cause of angel's death and without further though he charged at Leon sword first. By instinct Leon leaned to one side to dodge the sword. Following this action Leon grabbed the halfling's arm and threw him over his shoulder.
"You whelp! I will kill you for this!" Leon was enraged.
"Just as you did Angel. However you will find that Zirath Ness is not such an easy target" The halfling looked up at Leon. What he found was a shock. He stood straight, forgetting that Leon was ready to kill him. What Zirath found was not the face of a killer. Leon's eyes were red and his cheeks wet. He had been crying? What kind of killer cried over the death of his victim? This thought stuck in his mind. He stared at Leon in question. Leon also had seemed to forget about his threat. This was Zirath Ness, warrior for Lady Aribeth? This Tiny little man was supposed to save the city of Neverwinter?
"You are Zirath Ness?" Leon asked he didn't sound angry anymore, he sounded strangely like a normal kind person.
"You've heard of me?"
"The gate captain told me of you. He said that you were working with Angel to save Neverwinter."
"You've met the gate captain?"
"I am Leon Avalon. A traveling wizard. I came here in search of Angel"
"You know Angel?"
"Yes... She is my sister" Leon looked at the ground. He didn't want to think about Angel anymore. Instead he wanted to kill. Anger flowed through his body now. He hid it well but it was only a mater of time before it surfaced.
"That would explain why you have the same name. I am sorry I accused you of murdering Angel. I would understand if you wanted to take revenge and I know how you can. The prisoners are coming from the prison. I know that they were released with the help of one of the soldier in there. I don't know which though." The halfling explained. "I am now short one companion. If you help me we should be able to find a way into the prison and you can take revenge there. There is also a reward for this as well on top of any items we find in there. We can split it 70-30?"
"Rat! If I help we split it 50-50! Got it?"
"Alright, alright. 50-50. Now come on." The halfling turned and waited for Leon to come. Leon though about Zirath's offer. And came to his decision quickly.
"Alright, but know one thing. I'm not in this to help Neverwinter or the king. We split reward and found items 50-50 and anything with potent magic including spell scrolls and potion are mine. Also, don't get any ideas about becoming friends; I still hate you and everyone else. I'm only here because Angel was killed and who ever is responsible for this must suffer by my hands!" Leon waited Zirath's reply.
"Ok you got it. But if you get magical Items then any trap kits lock picks or thieves tool become mine no questions asked." Zirath begin walking "First we go see the merchant and get properly suited up." He finished. Leon nodded in agreement. Leon bent down and picked up Angel's body. As soon as he had taken revenge he was going to bury her properly. Leon then continued to follow Zirath.
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That was my first ever attempt at a battle seen so if it's bad blame the dog. I'm also sorry to anyone who ever bothered to read and decided they like my story for taking so long. IT turns out I'm just lazy and I have no real excuse. However now I'm going to update more regularly and contribute more FanFic to Fanfic.net. Please review. Good and bad accepted. If you have any criticism be constructive. Any non-constructive flame can be directed to the brick wall of your choice.
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Leon walked slowly through the peninsula, he had already come across many of the escaped prisoners and he didn't want to deal with anymore. Creeping slowly through the allies Leon watched and listened for anything strange. He stopped upon hearing a voice from behind.
"Halt! Who are you!" The voice demanded. Leon turned around to see a man, a human. The man had short black hair and a long scar down his left cheek. His skin was pail from lack of sunlight and his eyes were red from lack of sleep. He held a crossbow nervously. He tried to hold the crossbow steady but his arms and hands were shaking. Before Leon could answer the man began talking again. "Y-you don't look like a prisoner, are you with the City Guard?"
"Do you plan on killing me?" Leon stayed calm he searched the eyes of this man. He searched the man's soul and feelings. "I'm asking the questions!" The man didn't answer nor did he move. His crossbow stayed aiming somewhere around Leon's chest
"I must disagree, you are demanding, not asking."
"Quiet! Answer my question or you die!" This man was very serious. He was ready to shoot Leon at the slightest movement. Leon was not phased at all by the threat.
"How do you plan on doing that? Your shaking, your aim is away from my heart, the weight must feel like it's pulling your arms off and for all you know a escaped prisoner is about to stab you in the back." Leon's eyes shifted to look behind the man a smirk came across his face. The man's eyes widened and he turned to look behind him. With in the second the crossbow had been knocked from the man's hand and Leon's sword was held straight, It's tip only inches away from the man's throat. The man was shocked; he had turned only to see Leon's sword it all happened to fast. "Now I'm asking the questions. Got that?"
"Y-yes" The man swallowed hard and nodded.
"Good, The first thing I wan to know is what made you think you could oppose me in your state?" The man closed his eyes and dropped to the ground. "I'm tired, I haven't slept in what feels like days. The prisoners broke into my house stole everything but the shirt on my back and the gold in my pocket. I tried to stop them but they killed my family." Tears formed in the man's eyes "I have nothing to live for, If I must die I'll die fighting those who took my life from me."
"Do you know how the Prisoners escaped?" Leon asked coldly. He disregarded most of the man's story. He cared nothing for this stranger. He cared nothing for any of these mortals. The humans had been the ones who caused his kind to flee. They were misunderstood and hated by humans. Other elven races could do nothing to help in fear the humans would turn on them. Those who fought for their kind died in battle. Like the drow they lived secluded in their own small villages, and settlements.
"No, all I know is that they suddenly took over. Killing everyone who tried to stop them. How could the city Guard just sit by and let this happen!" The man was becoming hysterical. Leon looked at the man, he only saw humans as stupid, horrible monsters. But Leon felt something else. Was he feeling sorry for this human? No it couldn't be that, he was a human! Leon slowly extended his arm out to the sitting man.
"Come with me, I'll take you to the city core" Leon was not sure why he did why he did. Was he expecting a reward? Did he feel pity for this mortal man? Whatever it was that came over Leon that day, at that moment. He was willing to help this man.
"Thank you stranger." The man took Leon's hand and with his help stood up.
***
Leon approached the gate captain. Now was the time for answers. The man he had found was safe and so were two other humans he had found.
"Thank you for helping us rescue the people here. We could use another man on guard." The gate captain said as he saw Leon approach.
"Save it human! I'm not here to help you fight the plague. Nor do I care for you ill king! I am here only to find my sister" Leon hated when people asked for his help. Why should he help the people who drove his kind into the wild and those who did not heed their cry for help.
"Well, perhaps we can help, what is her name?" The gate captain smiled, HE was at least willing to help.
"Angel Avalon."
"Oh," The gate captain's smile faded "Yes, we know of her. She joined the city guard along with Zirath Ness to help Lady Aribeth find a cure for the plague."
"I don't care why she's here! Tell me where she is" Leon was becoming impatient.
"She came in here with Zirath to help us stop the prisoners. We haven't heard from either of them since then." At that moment a cry rang through the peninsula.
"Angel!" Leon turned and ran towards the cry. He knew that voice and was certain it was his sister.
***
Elsewhere in the district another soul heard this cry. A halfling dressed in light, brown, dirty leather amour. He pulled his short sword from the belly of a prisoner and ran towards the cry. He was shortly stopped by a group of thugs. The halfling wiped a strand of his brown hair from his eyes. Without saying a word he lunged at one of the thugs. His sword went through the unsuspecting thug. The halfling pulled his out going left cutting through the thug's body and out. Another thug swung his club down at the small man. He quickly rolled aside dodging the attack. As the halfling got to his knees and balanced himself he threw a knife at the thug. The knife struck the thugs hand and pierced the skin and muscle coming out the other side. While two of the thugs should not fight the third one brought down his club hard on the halfling's back. The forceful strike quickly brought the halfling down. He tried to get up but was kicked in his attempt. The halfling rolled left onto his back luckily dodging another strike from the club that brought him down. He rolled backwards and in fluid motion got to his feet. The halfling took the second thug's arm and pulled him in front of him to block yet another attack. The attack to the second thug's head was enough to kill the large man. The halfling took the knife from the thug's hand as he let him drop. Before the final thug could make another attempt to attack the halfling the same knife that struck his friends arm struck his own eye. Before he could fall the halfling leaped up and in a swift swipe the halfling removed the head of the last thug. "No need to lose your head over one defeat." The halfling smiled and in a moment he was running again towards the cry.
The halfling reached the source of the cry. But all he saw was Leon holding the lifeless elf girl in his hand. He held her close he was on his knees not moving. The small halfling jumped to the conclusion that Leon was the cause of angel's death and without further though he charged at Leon sword first. By instinct Leon leaned to one side to dodge the sword. Following this action Leon grabbed the halfling's arm and threw him over his shoulder.
"You whelp! I will kill you for this!" Leon was enraged.
"Just as you did Angel. However you will find that Zirath Ness is not such an easy target" The halfling looked up at Leon. What he found was a shock. He stood straight, forgetting that Leon was ready to kill him. What Zirath found was not the face of a killer. Leon's eyes were red and his cheeks wet. He had been crying? What kind of killer cried over the death of his victim? This thought stuck in his mind. He stared at Leon in question. Leon also had seemed to forget about his threat. This was Zirath Ness, warrior for Lady Aribeth? This Tiny little man was supposed to save the city of Neverwinter?
"You are Zirath Ness?" Leon asked he didn't sound angry anymore, he sounded strangely like a normal kind person.
"You've heard of me?"
"The gate captain told me of you. He said that you were working with Angel to save Neverwinter."
"You've met the gate captain?"
"I am Leon Avalon. A traveling wizard. I came here in search of Angel"
"You know Angel?"
"Yes... She is my sister" Leon looked at the ground. He didn't want to think about Angel anymore. Instead he wanted to kill. Anger flowed through his body now. He hid it well but it was only a mater of time before it surfaced.
"That would explain why you have the same name. I am sorry I accused you of murdering Angel. I would understand if you wanted to take revenge and I know how you can. The prisoners are coming from the prison. I know that they were released with the help of one of the soldier in there. I don't know which though." The halfling explained. "I am now short one companion. If you help me we should be able to find a way into the prison and you can take revenge there. There is also a reward for this as well on top of any items we find in there. We can split it 70-30?"
"Rat! If I help we split it 50-50! Got it?"
"Alright, alright. 50-50. Now come on." The halfling turned and waited for Leon to come. Leon though about Zirath's offer. And came to his decision quickly.
"Alright, but know one thing. I'm not in this to help Neverwinter or the king. We split reward and found items 50-50 and anything with potent magic including spell scrolls and potion are mine. Also, don't get any ideas about becoming friends; I still hate you and everyone else. I'm only here because Angel was killed and who ever is responsible for this must suffer by my hands!" Leon waited Zirath's reply.
"Ok you got it. But if you get magical Items then any trap kits lock picks or thieves tool become mine no questions asked." Zirath begin walking "First we go see the merchant and get properly suited up." He finished. Leon nodded in agreement. Leon bent down and picked up Angel's body. As soon as he had taken revenge he was going to bury her properly. Leon then continued to follow Zirath.
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That was my first ever attempt at a battle seen so if it's bad blame the dog. I'm also sorry to anyone who ever bothered to read and decided they like my story for taking so long. IT turns out I'm just lazy and I have no real excuse. However now I'm going to update more regularly and contribute more FanFic to Fanfic.net. Please review. Good and bad accepted. If you have any criticism be constructive. Any non-constructive flame can be directed to the brick wall of your choice.
