Chapter 2
Amara stood there at the bar wiping it down from the previous large man who sat there from having a drink. She picked up the mug that he had just drank out of and then turned around and put it in the sink filled with water.
"Amara!" shouted Thor, the owner of the bar and Amara's boss.
"Yes," she answered.
"That table in the corner needs to be helped," he said as he finished wiping out a mug and putting it up.
"Yes," said Amara as she headed over toward the table in the corner that was only lit by one single candle. Whoever was sitting there did not want to be noticed.
Amara had to dodge a few airborne plates, mugs, forks, and at times, knives before getting to the table. She then stopped at the table and asked shyly,
"What may I get for you?"
The man was cloaked and hooded. You could see his chin in the light, but couldn't see his eyes. He had a sword at his side and a ring with two serpents on his right hand.
"One ale please," was all he said before she turned to the bar and started walking.
She grabbed a mug out of the cupboard and poured the ale in it. She passed Thor and said,
"The man in the corner looks suspicious."
"You need not worry about the man! You are to serve him in any way possible!" he said with severity in his voice.
Amara was scared of him when he yelled at her like that. She looked at the ground and didn't answer, but she passed him and headed over to the dark corner to deliver the ale.
When she reached the man in the corner she set the ale down on the table, without looking at him, and turned away.
"You need not worry about me," he said.
Amara stopped. Her heart was pounding with fear. She turned around and looked at him.
"I see fear in your eyes," said the man.
Amara was filled with fear. She didn't speak.
"Tell me, why do you fear me?" asked the man.
"I...I...I have to get back to work," said Amara leaving the man to go back to the bar.
Amara is a shy girl. She didn't like to speak up about anything. Whatever is said is what she does. She has soft brown, wavy hair, beautiful blue eyes, soft rose lips, and a slim figure. She is very beautiful; she doesn't like to know that she is though. She is modest about that. In a way you could say that she is somewhat depressed.
She has a right to be depressed. Her mother died when she was eight from an orc raid on her village. Her father left her when she was two and never seen again. After her mother died she was looked down upon by the village. Her kind-hearted neighbors took her in, but they didn't treat her as one of their own. On Amara's 18th birthday she was immediately sent to the tavern in two villages away so no one would know her or of her past. She has worked there for about six months now. She knows all the regulars. She knows her boss is a big pain and she knows that the man in the corner is not from around here.
It was 11 o'clock at night and time for Amara's shift to end. She waited for her replacement to come before she packed her things to leave. Her replacement was Raeah. Raeah was very beautiful and very kind. She wasn't too cocky or too loud, she didn't try to tempt guys into getting in her bed, she was just Raeah.
"Have fun the rest of the night," said Raeah, putting on her apron.
"I think I'm just going to go to sleep tonight," said Amara, taking off her apron.
Amara found her cloak, put it on and headed out the door.
The man in the corner finished his ale, left some money on the table and left after Amara.
Amara started walking to her hut when a drunken man stopped her.
"Hey there pretty!" he said staggering.
"What?" asked Amara scared of what she thought was going to happen next.
"How about you come home with me," he said taking a drink out of his bottle.
"No...I...I... can't," said Amara backing away.
"Why? Do you think me unattractive?" he demanded.
Scared of what might happen, Amara answered,
"N...n...no, I...I...I just want to go home."
"Oh you're going home alright," he said grabbing her neck. She flinched and squealed. "HOME WITH ME!!!!" he yelled.
Amara pushed and screamed and all she could to get him to let her go. Instead, his grip became tighter and began to really hurt Amara. She continued to scream and push until the drunken man punched her.
Amara fell to the ground unconscious.
The man from the corner heard what was going on and at first didn't think anything of it, then her heard the drunken man hit the girl and then he went to go check it out. He saw the girl on the ground and the man above her.
The man snuck up behind him and asked,
"May I ask what you are doing?"
The man jumped from being surprised and answered,
"NONE OF YOUR BUISNESS!"
"I believe once you hit a lady it does become my business," said the man.
"Who are you?"
"No one you wish to bargain with."
"I want a name!"
"Strider," said the man, "if that isn't to hard for you to understand."
"Are you a ranger?"
"Why are you here," asked Strider.
The drunken man took out his really battered sword and challenged him.
"You really think that thing is going to help you?"
Strider unsheathed his sword and pointed it at him. His sword was much longer and shiner.
The drunken man dropped his sword and then fainted at the sight of she sword pointed.
After the man fainted, Strider rushed over to Amara. He examined her and then picked her up and took her to his hut.
A/N Well how was it for the 2nd chapter? I hope you understood everything, cause I'm writing this at like late at night. Well I don't have much to say (cause I'm really tired) so REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!
