"I swear that damn prophet has got too much time on his hands," I thought as I left the Inn. I stopped and set down in the grass soon after I left in order to find my setting.
"Sir?" I saw a blonde haired man walk up to me, he had an accent and wore a Rapier at his side, which in my opinion is useless, it has no edge to it, and is only good for stabbing.
"Are you the man who defeated the Samurai yesterday?" The man asked me, for some reason, I thought the man a threat, though, I wasn't sure why.
"Yea, why?" I narrowed my eyes as I saw his hand move towards his so called sword.
"Because, the bounty on your head just doubled," the man said quickly as he pulled out his rapier and jumped at me. I only scoffed at him and then moved.
"Why did it double, I didn't kill him?" I asked, skillfully dodging another Jab.
"Because you defeated him with ease. This means you are more dangerous then first thought." The man replied.
"Really? That's nice. Well, before I kill you, tell me your name." I said, dodging even more stabs and swipes.
"Raphael, though, it won't be you doing the killing, it shall be I." he said, stabbing at me once again, this time, I pulled out one of my Katanas and knocked away his blade, then I rose my leg up, bringing it down in the crook of his neck, he fell unconscious on impact.
I walked over to his body to finish the job, but I couldn't, not because it didn't want to but because a teenage girl ran over to the man and lay on top of him, shielding him from my sword. I assumed the girl was his daughter and thought it better to let him live as I did for the samurai, rather than kill him and cause a child sadness.
"Damn it, where the hell am I?" I asked my self. But I then quieted down as I saw a woman in green…Tira. I decided to follow her; I knew if I did then I would eventually find soul edge.