End of the Road
Qrow encounter
Author:
Just something that I wanted to do lols
The figure crossed back from the grimlands into the city of Vale. Large gates awaited him covered in runes and glyphs for protection. The figure remembered how these walls were repaired and how they had become so strong.
After the fall of mistral and atlas vale and vacou were the only two cities left. Many citizens fled to the two cities and many died on the way. Sickness and danger lurked at every corner for the evacuating citizens. So many died to the grimm and so many grimm were spawned from that conflict. Their number almost doubled in the matter of 2 months. After the evacuation all the refugees had died or made it into the city walls. However the city was not ready for the sudden surge of refugees and the supplies for emergencies started to thin out. As well as having conflict inside the city the outside was not much better. Most villages died in a few days and the others ran out of food and died.
The walls to the city were constantly being raided and attacked by the grim. Bewolves running up the walls. Ursa tearing and hitting the barrier causing great fracture. It seemed that there would be no way to save humanity… then he appeared. A great figure covered in a billowing white cloak that cast a spell on the wall. The citizens watched with awe as the wall seemed to come to life attacking the grim and repelling their attacks. The people were amazed and the moral of the people was boosted by massive margins. However after casting the spell on the wall the cloaked figure seemed to vanish into thin air.
As the figure approached closer and closer the walls seemed to loom forbeingly over his head casting their large shadow on his figure. He stood a few inches before the wall before touching it carefully. As expected it repelled him not allowing him any closer but not attacking knowing that it could not win against such a strong foe. The wall had met him before and developed a conscious just by being near him. The wall knew how truly strong he was so he let him approach close enough to touch but never inside the city.
The figure stood there for a while before looking up at the sky and sighing. "It's been a long time since i've been here huh?" the figure said turning around "its good to know that at least you are still protecting the city." the figure whispered starting a gait towards the untamed wild. "Thank you… Qrow". The figure finally entered the wild several hundred yards away from the foreboding wall. A wall that held his mentor for several years and a great friend. The legendary huntsman that killed Tyrian the greatest assassin. And a person that would be considered family to the greatest possible extent.
The figure finally disappeared from view silently walking in the dead silent forest as a small smile filled his face.
Author:
I decided that I would continue this story slowing telling of the fates of the people after the great war with Salem.