Whew, sorry I disappeared for a little while there. Life gets busy you know? Anyway, here's another chapter for your enjoyment. And after you finish, if you would be so kind...review for me and let me know what you are thinking.
Broman sat and rubbed his hands over his furry face. How long had it been now…thirteen…no fourteen…or was it fifteen years? Fifteen years since that night when they had gone on a simple fairy slaying mission. Fifteen years since his banishment from the colony. What was so important about a stupid fairy baby anyway? Why was his master so intent on finding it? Alive nonetheless. Broman shuddered to think what would have happened had he brought the child back dead.
They had searched for hours he and the small group of luthegar soldiers. The trail of blood stopped eventually making it harder to track the fairy. It was a woman they could tell by the barely visible imprints her feet left. She was badly wounded yet she managed to keep moving. They had trailed her to the edge of the woods and then they were forced to stop. They couldn't see why but some form of a magical barrier was up preventing them to see anything or move any farther.
The other luthegar shrugged in submission and headed back to camp. Broman did not follow. His master had said to come back with the child or not at all. It was a banishment sentence should he fail, and fail he did.
Broman felt himself begin to panic. He was a weak luthegar, never on his own. He couldn't survive in banishment alone out in the woods living off the land…he couldn't even do his own laundry! For goodness sake he still lived with his mother who took care of him and made sure the crusts were always cut off of his sandwiches.
"Oh mommy what should I do?" Broman cried out into the unhearing night air.
"Find a way around this magical barrier and find that child of course!" his mother's voice said sternly.
"Mommy?" Broman asked looking around curiously. "Where are you?"
"I'm right behind you halfwit!" she said. Broman whirled around and there was his mother. He rushed at her and threw his arms around her sobbing.
"Oh mommy what are you doing here? I was so scared!" He cried.
"Hush child hush. I knew you would mess this thing up and so I followed you. Broman how could you allow yourself to wind up banished? Betty Dirkhouse's son was never banished," she scolded. Broman groaned.
"Oh ma, not more about Betty Dirkhouse's son."
"Well he doesn't make his mother follow him on some wild goose chase through the forest looking for a simple fae child!" Broman nodded.
"I'm sorry mama. It'll never happen again," Broman said hanging his head. His mother reached out and patted it.
"That's a good boy. You are forgiven do not fret. Now let's find a way to get that child," she said moving forward.
It had been fifteen years since then. Fifteen years since his mother had been so confident that they would find that child. Since then they had only managed to get themselves completely lost in the woods. They couldn't even find the magical barrier again let alone the direction the luthegar colony was in. Yet Broman's mother was still confident that they could find the fairy child. Broman wasn't one to doubt the word of his mother, but something told him his mother might not be right this time. Broman sighed and went back to tending the fire. What was so important about a fairy anyway? All they were good for was a tasty dinner. Surely that wasn't the reason why he was exiled. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow they would find her.
It was short, I know. I'm sorry...but this chapter was sort of more of a filler...and it added a new aspect to the plot. I'll have a new chapter up soon do not fear! Now tell me whatcha think. Much love!