text: Prolouge Deep in the woods of the Slandfall forest lies a large castle. Legend has it the goes built it before any humans arrived because of the magical aura surrounding it. People go for healing and pleasure, the economy is one of the best in the modern continent of Fluengarf. But then war struck Fluengarf, plunging it straight into a conflict it had no intention of being in. Thus putting the world into a 17 year war. Chapter One: Lessions "No Jay, like this! Grip the blade like this!" "I'm sorry father. I'm trying my hardest." "Your hardest isn't your best son! If you're to survive this world you need to get a grasp quickly. The younger you are the more you retain." "Yes father. I will practice more intensely" "I'm not gonna be round for ever ya know, I want you to be successful. Or at least better off than I am. Now go get ready for supper" Jay strolls into the small cottage his family lives in. "O Jay, be a dear and grab those plates from the counter?" "Yes mother." Jay gingerly slides the plates off the counter almost dropping them. "O Jay I know you're a wee lad but come now, they're only plates." "Sorry mother." Jay slides the plates to there respective places on the dining table, Jays older brother Travis enters the room. "Oh Travis so nice of you to join us, finally done messing around with that bar wench?" Jays mother says. "You'd like to know wouldn't ya ma?" Travis replies before taking a seat. "Is the food ready my deer?" Jays father yells from outside the cottage. "Aye Harold come in before the boys get seconds" Jays mother replies. "Ya know Helen, these boys may be as dumb as bricks but they know not to fiddle with a mans food" Harold replies. Suddenly a commotion is heard from outside. Harold without saying a word stands up and grabs a longsword placed by the front door. "If anyone knocks that isn't me. Do not open this door." Helen nods and locks the door behind him. "Ok boys, lets go I-- Jay?" Harold walks towards the commossion and stops suddenly. "Jay ya shouldn't of followed me." "You're always saying I need to grow up. I wanna come with you, I promise I won't get in the way." Harold sighs before pointing his blade forward and motions for Jay to come along. The two walk past an old building where they see a town guard on the dirty ground with an arrow lodged into his chest. A woman screams for help before noticing the pair. "Please help this man is dying." The woman screams. Harold hands the blade to Jay before running over to the wounded guard. "What's happened to ya?" Harold questions. The guard grabs Harold by the collar "They're coming! They're attacking us, you must warn the Lord!" "Calm down wee boy, who's coming?" Harold asks. With a terrifying look the man replies "Sabtoures.." Jay noticeses his fathers eyes widen. "Jay." Harold says with a chilling tone Jays never heard from his father before. "Go inside and tell your mother to never open the door." Harold stood up and walked away, never to be seen again. (Hey I thought I'd give my hand at a short story. I have a whole bunch of ideas and dialogue in my head if anyone sees this and is interested in my story I'd be glad to write some more chapters. Please let me know what you thought. Constructive criticism is always helpful.