Chapter Two
A man and his Buffus
A young man and his pack buffamoo walked south along the coastal stretch of the main road to the border of the Norad and the Sechs empire. He had an impressive build and semi long black hair. He wore a plated armor that was rather plain with a broadsword at his hip. To add to his rather intimidating appearance he had a large single sided axe in his right hand resting on his shoulder.
He was a warrior for peace, and sometimes hire. This time he had been contracted by the government of Norad to investigate reports of raids on small towns and settlements near the border. All the reports the Norad officials had got varied and were mostly rumors. Some reports said it was Sechs soldiers others claimed it was bandits; one report stated it was monsters and that they had attacked at night.
"Ah ha ha ha. It doesn't matter what I'm up against I always come out on top! They don't call me Gordon the Great for nothing" exclaimed the young man. "Ain't that right Buffus?"
His buffamoo snorted in agreement… Or maybe it was disagreement it was hard to tell. Buffus then let out a long low grunt. Gordon knew what that meant.
" Ya Buff I'm getting tired too, but we're almost to Sea Dunes village. Just think I could have loaded you down with my armor and weapons too" Gordon told his buffamoo.
Buffus responded to this with another snort. This time Gordon knew it was in disagreement.
To this Gordon laughed " I've spent too much time on the road if I think I'm starting to understand you."
Buffus responded with another snort.
This time it sounded like he agreed.
"Yep I'm going into the first tavern I see to socialize with some humans" Gordon said with a smile. Of course socializing wasn't the only reason he would go to the tavern first, it had been a long and hot walk from the last town.
It's a shame most horses couldn't support the weight of him and his armor. He had bought Buffus to ride instead, since buffamoos could support much more weight. Buffus was one of the biggest buffamoos Gordon had ever seen when he bought him. Unfortunately for Gordon his Buffus proved to be stubborn at times and would slow to the pace of a turtle if he did not want to be rode, even though Buffus was more than capable of supporting the weight.
To Gordon's right were sand dunes of various sizes as he got closer to the village they would increase in size and number. The dunes were a natural structure that helped protect the town from storms and invaders coming off the ocean. He could see the town in the distance they should be there before dark with time to spare.
Sea Dunes village was really more of a bustling town. It was a tourist attraction being the last coastal town along the main drag; it also doubled as the first town if you were headed north. There were more towns along the coast but you had to start bearing west. Being that it was close to the Sechs / Norad border the town got Sechs tourist too, when relations between the two nations are going good that is.
"I see two guards up at the town gate" Gordon told his buffamoo. "You think they'll hassle us?"
Buffus grunted.
"You're right, oh course they will". Gordon couldn't blame the guards of most towns for hassling him, after all he looked like he was ready for battle at all times. He went ahead and put his axe and broadsword in one of Buffus's large saddle bags. At least he would be unarmed.
One of the guards raised his spear to block the path, but the other didn't.
"Relax I recognize him. He knows the rules of the town and he's already put his weapons away." The older guard told his younger help.
They let him pass without another word just a nod as he walked by.
Gordon and Buffus entered the town. They walked under the big wooden sign at the entrance that had Welcome To Sea Dunes Village carved in it. They took the first left and that would lead them straight to the Driftwood Inn and Tavern.
Buffus will probably be the only long standing OC and a buffamoo is basically a bull.