Welcome to my little MineCraft fan fic! I am very excited to share this story with y'all and I hope you enjoy it as much as I wrote it!

Let's begin shall we?

Today is a good day for Archie. The small illager trotted down the halls of his manor, his steps muffled by the thick carpet. Archie had avoided a great number of his tribemates for much of the day. He had kept quiet and hid in the dark shadows of the manor's halls. Clutched close to his chest is a freshly made loaf of bread. The warmth and delightful smell made the small illager smile. Usually all illagers ate their meals in the large dining room on the bottom floor however Archie, today at least, decided to opt out. Stopping, Archie carefully listened for any signs of other illagers.

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With a sigh of relief, the small illager padded to a large wooden pillar. The thick dark wooden beam cast a shadow, the perfect spot for a small illager like himself to hide in. Archie felt pleased with himself, it's not everyday he could get his hands onto something this filling! Leaning against the tall wooden pillars, Archie hungrily bit into his prize. As he chewed, Archie carefully scanned the hall for signs of oncoming illagers, ready to squeeze himself into a nook if needed. Archie, what with being so small compared to everyone else, could have his meager dinner easily taken away . It happened before and no doubt it'll happen again, despite whether or not the opposing illager is hungry. Archie knew it was just a show of power, his shoulders drooping at the thought. Thord in particular enjoyed stealing whatever food Archie could get a hold of. So many hungry nights were caused by him...

Speaking of the evoker… Archie paused in his chewing, tilting his head to one side to listen. He could hear some heavy footsteps quickly approaching. Swallowing, Archie tucked his bread between the folds of his clothes then jammed himself deeper into the shadows and held his breath. As the footsteps grew closer and closer, Archie could hear the evoker cursing under his breath. Judging by the amount of swear words, Archie assumed the patrol did not end well,

Suddenly, Thord turned sharply to the left and for a split second Archie thought the evoker had found him. Yet fate seemed to be on his side for once as Thord simply yanked a door open and marched into the room, leaving the door open. Huh… Seems like in his haste, Archie had hidden himself near the library. There was some muffled shuffling around the room, then Archie could hear voice.

"Thord, you're back early." Came the stern voice of the leader of the tribe. Archie could just imagine the disapproving look on Walda's face. Archie could hear Thord stomping his way to Walda, practically seeing him throw up his arms in frustration.

"She appeared Again!" Thord bellowed. Archie flinched, oh boy does he sound mad. "That… That meddling Hero! Swooping in and messing with MY patrols!"

"Thord… Enough." Walda said with a warning tone. More shuffling, Thord quieted himself to a low grumble, he knew it's better to obey her than to continue with his ranting. "Now, calmly tell me what did the Hero do this time?"

Archie uncurled himself then leaned ever to slightly closer to the doorway, taking great care not to fall out of the dark. The small illager heard Thord snort in discontent then some rustling, most likely the evoker crossed his arms tightly to his chest.

"We were patrolling the southern side of our territory as instructed." Began Thord, his tone gruff with annoyance. "Everything was going to plan, nothing new to be seen, when-" He grumbled "-That stupid Hero jumped us. Leaping out of the tree line, swinging that blasted hammer. Most of my men are injured thanks to her. We were forced to retreat..."

There was a moment of silence, Archie imagined either Walda nodding her head thoughtfully, closing a book she'd been holding or turning her body to completely face Thord. Perhaps all of the above for what Archie knew.

"I take it you did nothing to provoke this attack?" Walda asked, then receiving a hiss from Thord.

"Of course not!" Thord snapped. "It was completely unprovoked! We didn't even come close to her precious village." Suddenly, there's an intense pause... Archie had to strain himself, trying to hear anything. HIs ears heard a soft murmur, possibly Thord apologizing to Walda, not many could be so terse towards the tribe leader and get away with it. The murmurs continued in the library and Archie decided that perhaps it was best to take the quiet moment to find another spot to eat.

Climbing to his feet, the small illager softly patted his way up the hall and away from the room. His thoughts turned towards Thord's report. Most likely the evoker had exaggerated a few details, or… all of them... He has a habit of doing that, Archie was sure that Thord must have done something to upset the Hero. Whatever happened in that part of the forest, the small illager is sure about one thing and that's this Hero is causing a lot of trouble with his tribe. For that past six months, the Hero had challenged the tribe in territorial disputes. Laying claim to land near and particularly around the Squid Coast village. From what Archie heard from the many reports, this hero is fiercely protective of that village and land around it.

Rounding a corner, Archie came across the stairs that lead to the third floor of the manor. Peering left then right, the illager scurried over and under the stone steps. Sitting down in the cool darkness, Archie pulled out his slightly flatten bread from his coat. Leaning against the hard and cold stairs, Archie's mind continued to mill over the Hero.

As Archie quietly finished this meal, the illager prayed and hoped that he would never meet this fearsome Hero. A little illager like him would surely not survive the encounter.

Edit 1/3/21 Fixed some spelling and grammar errors