As Robin scaled down the cliff, he constantly pondered where he could
possibly be. "This looks like some place out of 12th century Europe, but
how'd I end up out here? And where'd I get this unusual outfit and this
sword from?" As he made his way from the cliff's bottom to a dirt path
road, leading from the town, his mind constantly wandered. "Damn, what I
wouldn't give to have my GPS gadget with right now. I just feel so awkward
in this armor, so, just so, unusual." he thought to himself. "I mean I've
got nothing, no cape, no armored GEN-Tech suit, no boomerangs,
no...no...Starfire next to me..." He finally made his way to an archway leading
into the village. That's what shocked him even more. The people were all
dressed like they were peasants from "ye olde ages". No signs of technology
were seen anywhere. The closest thing to transportation he saw were horses
and donkeys. The people all seemed to have uneasy smiles on their faces.
Some smiled at Robin, and he simply nodded back. Others would give him a
cold stare which formed icicles in his body. Despite the uneasy cheeriness,
Robin said to himself "Damn, you'd find more cheer and happiness in a
graveyard then in this dump." As he walked down street after street he saw
practically normal stores and shops while others questioned his mind. Like
one he saw near a corner, it was called Mind Reader-Let the Bird of the
Night Read Your Mind and Predict Your Future. Judging from its windows it
seemed to be a dark, dreary place. Robin avoided it. "Now Robin, I need to
get myself more acquainted with this place. The best place would probably
be to go to some public place somewhere where everyone goes to. Well
(laughing) I doubt there's a mini-mall here. The next best thing I guess
would be...a bar of some sort." And sure as hell that was exactly what he saw
on the next block. The Crusty Scab Tavern and Ye Hairy Ass Inn was painted
on a sign hung over a fairly tall building. "Nice name..." he thought to
himself as he walked into the tavern.
Inside it was really something. The smell was what hit Robin first. It reeked of piss, pork, and ale. Then the noise came. A small accordion and trumpet band played a jingle while constant slurs and cussings filled the air. A fireplace was near the wall and in it a small blaze where 3 drinkers were huddled near it playing a game of cards. That's when Robin decided it was best to find a seat near the bar and start finding out stuff from the bartender. He found one and tapped the bartender on the shoulder for a drink. After all, all of Robin's thinking had left him quite parched. The bartender passed him an ale, and that's when Robin began his questioning. After a while Robin found out he was in the city of Fan a' Viel and it was the year of King Alhrik, that his daughter princess Tamarina awaited a suitor, and other stuff. All of it virtually mind- boggling to him, Robin's thoughts ran through his mind like Beast Boy running after Lindsay Lohan. The only thing that seemed partially familiar to him was the King's name, but even that was a blur. "Well thanks for the info." "Don't mention it," the bartender said, "You seemed lost anyways." Judging from the bartender's voice, it was a she. She was bent over the counter looking for who knows what. Apparently she had a nice figure, she wasn't overweight but she wasn't exactly a toothpick either. And she had straight, dirty blonde hair. "Damn, she's probably fine as hell," Robin thought. Until she came from under the counter and pulled her hair back. That was what hit Robin the hardest. It was Terra.
"TERRA, thank god it's you, I thought I was all alone in this weird place!" Robin said with glee as he reached over for her...only to have her jump back in shock. "Whoa tiger," she said, "you've got the wrong girl, I've never seen you before, and my name isn't Terra, it's Ciana." "What are you talking about Terra, it's me Robin. You know from the Teen Titans, Beast Boy's best friend, you crashed at our tower one night." Terra (or rather Ciana) stared at Robin in disbelief. "Look man, your lost, I don't know who this Terra girl is but it ain't me." she said and went back to sorting the various bottles of ale. "Now why in the world is she saying this," Robin thought. "I mean it could be amnesia or something, but if she has it, how come I don't?" Robin's last thoughts were jarred away by a gruff voice behind him. "Hey asshole, that's my seat." "Hey man, there's one right next to me." That's when the bar started to get eerily quiet as eyes turned to stare at Robin and the man. He was easily about 6'5, a little overweight, with a dirty black beard, and a large axe strapped to his back. "So...you think you can take my seat and try to talk to my girl?!" "Shut up Leif," Terra said without turning, "I'm not your girl...I'm no one's girl." "QUIET WOMAN!" he said in a booming voice. "Hey!" Robin said. "If Ter-er-Ciana says you aren't hers then deal with it." Terra glanced back a split second at Robin and then looked back at her ales. "You shut up you worthless piece of horse fodder!" That's when he reached to grab Robin and throw him out the way. Big mistake. In one swift move, Robin had the Leif's arm in his grasps and he went flying to the floor. Robin then turned back around to finish his ale when he heard Leif rise to his feet. "So hotshot, you think you can put your hands on me?!" Robin then heard the sound of a blade being drawn. It was Leif's axe, and Robin began to hear the axe begin falling on his position.
A second later the stool Robin was on was nothing more then splinters and Robin was on his feet. "Look man, you shouldn't have tried to grab me, but I don't want to fight ok." It didn't matter as Leif took another swing and a table was turned into termite food. But just as Robin thought Leif was off guard, Leif swung the axe with surprising speed towards Robin's head. In a split-second, Robin had drawn the sword from his side and blocked the axe-head. Robin's sword was beauty that had all the eyes of the tavern locked on it. The handle was a golden yellow with a single red jewel in it. The blade itself was a sky blue color that let off a mysterious glow. Below the hilt was a jade stone and printed in the stone were gold letters. But Robin didn't have time to read as Leif had brought the axe back for another strike. With blistering speed, Robin tried to attack at the same time only to have the two blade's clash. But something happened. Robin's sword shattered the axe itself and his attack continued through. Leif barely had time to wonder how his axe broke, for a long cut had been implanted in him from his shoulder to his hip. As blood began to trickle from Leif's mouth, Terra turned around to see Leif's body fall to the floor with a loud THUD! But neither Terra nor anyone else in the bar stared at Leif's body, they stared at Robin who stood at a calm position, sword by his side, but his eyes glowed a cold fierce blue. No pupils but simply a cold blue. That's when a pair of guards appeared at the tavern door. They were dressed in heavier chrome armor and carried a single spear, a shortsword at their sides, and a fairly large shield around their backs. They saw Leif's body and saw Robin with his sword still drawn, blood dripping from it. "YOU, SHEATH YOUR BLADE, YOU COME WITH US!" one said. "Just great, I'm barely in this place one hour and I already get in trouble." Robin thought to himself. He sheathed his sword and the guards came and led him off to the castle. Terra stood behind the bar, leaning against the wall, thinking to herself. "Could it really be him?" To Be Continued...
Inside it was really something. The smell was what hit Robin first. It reeked of piss, pork, and ale. Then the noise came. A small accordion and trumpet band played a jingle while constant slurs and cussings filled the air. A fireplace was near the wall and in it a small blaze where 3 drinkers were huddled near it playing a game of cards. That's when Robin decided it was best to find a seat near the bar and start finding out stuff from the bartender. He found one and tapped the bartender on the shoulder for a drink. After all, all of Robin's thinking had left him quite parched. The bartender passed him an ale, and that's when Robin began his questioning. After a while Robin found out he was in the city of Fan a' Viel and it was the year of King Alhrik, that his daughter princess Tamarina awaited a suitor, and other stuff. All of it virtually mind- boggling to him, Robin's thoughts ran through his mind like Beast Boy running after Lindsay Lohan. The only thing that seemed partially familiar to him was the King's name, but even that was a blur. "Well thanks for the info." "Don't mention it," the bartender said, "You seemed lost anyways." Judging from the bartender's voice, it was a she. She was bent over the counter looking for who knows what. Apparently she had a nice figure, she wasn't overweight but she wasn't exactly a toothpick either. And she had straight, dirty blonde hair. "Damn, she's probably fine as hell," Robin thought. Until she came from under the counter and pulled her hair back. That was what hit Robin the hardest. It was Terra.
"TERRA, thank god it's you, I thought I was all alone in this weird place!" Robin said with glee as he reached over for her...only to have her jump back in shock. "Whoa tiger," she said, "you've got the wrong girl, I've never seen you before, and my name isn't Terra, it's Ciana." "What are you talking about Terra, it's me Robin. You know from the Teen Titans, Beast Boy's best friend, you crashed at our tower one night." Terra (or rather Ciana) stared at Robin in disbelief. "Look man, your lost, I don't know who this Terra girl is but it ain't me." she said and went back to sorting the various bottles of ale. "Now why in the world is she saying this," Robin thought. "I mean it could be amnesia or something, but if she has it, how come I don't?" Robin's last thoughts were jarred away by a gruff voice behind him. "Hey asshole, that's my seat." "Hey man, there's one right next to me." That's when the bar started to get eerily quiet as eyes turned to stare at Robin and the man. He was easily about 6'5, a little overweight, with a dirty black beard, and a large axe strapped to his back. "So...you think you can take my seat and try to talk to my girl?!" "Shut up Leif," Terra said without turning, "I'm not your girl...I'm no one's girl." "QUIET WOMAN!" he said in a booming voice. "Hey!" Robin said. "If Ter-er-Ciana says you aren't hers then deal with it." Terra glanced back a split second at Robin and then looked back at her ales. "You shut up you worthless piece of horse fodder!" That's when he reached to grab Robin and throw him out the way. Big mistake. In one swift move, Robin had the Leif's arm in his grasps and he went flying to the floor. Robin then turned back around to finish his ale when he heard Leif rise to his feet. "So hotshot, you think you can put your hands on me?!" Robin then heard the sound of a blade being drawn. It was Leif's axe, and Robin began to hear the axe begin falling on his position.
A second later the stool Robin was on was nothing more then splinters and Robin was on his feet. "Look man, you shouldn't have tried to grab me, but I don't want to fight ok." It didn't matter as Leif took another swing and a table was turned into termite food. But just as Robin thought Leif was off guard, Leif swung the axe with surprising speed towards Robin's head. In a split-second, Robin had drawn the sword from his side and blocked the axe-head. Robin's sword was beauty that had all the eyes of the tavern locked on it. The handle was a golden yellow with a single red jewel in it. The blade itself was a sky blue color that let off a mysterious glow. Below the hilt was a jade stone and printed in the stone were gold letters. But Robin didn't have time to read as Leif had brought the axe back for another strike. With blistering speed, Robin tried to attack at the same time only to have the two blade's clash. But something happened. Robin's sword shattered the axe itself and his attack continued through. Leif barely had time to wonder how his axe broke, for a long cut had been implanted in him from his shoulder to his hip. As blood began to trickle from Leif's mouth, Terra turned around to see Leif's body fall to the floor with a loud THUD! But neither Terra nor anyone else in the bar stared at Leif's body, they stared at Robin who stood at a calm position, sword by his side, but his eyes glowed a cold fierce blue. No pupils but simply a cold blue. That's when a pair of guards appeared at the tavern door. They were dressed in heavier chrome armor and carried a single spear, a shortsword at their sides, and a fairly large shield around their backs. They saw Leif's body and saw Robin with his sword still drawn, blood dripping from it. "YOU, SHEATH YOUR BLADE, YOU COME WITH US!" one said. "Just great, I'm barely in this place one hour and I already get in trouble." Robin thought to himself. He sheathed his sword and the guards came and led him off to the castle. Terra stood behind the bar, leaning against the wall, thinking to herself. "Could it really be him?" To Be Continued...