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The Tale of Ten Tribes
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Posted: Sat, 30/05/2020 10:35 (3 Years ago)
Prologue : The Fateful Night
“It was a dark, rainy night. Most would stay home, but I had to cross the Psithyrismos Woods to get there. I was quite deep into the woods when I realized, I was not alone. I quickened my pace, jumping over the roots and dodging trees, but not running so as to not be seen as a prey. Much to my dismay, I felt the footsteps behind me quicken, too. I couldn’t help it, I glanced back.
“So there I stood, frozen in place, for it was no ordinary animal that stood behind me, but a werewolf, over 6 foot tall. It stopped as I did, its bare teeth glistening in the light of the torch I carried, its eyes as red as blood.
“I ran. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. It started running after me. It inched closer and closer, but I was almost out of the forest. If only I could…
“ ‘THUDDD…’, a single root poking out of the forest floor caught my leg. As I fell down, I felt my life fleeing before my eyes. A jolt of pain paralyzed me as his claws gripped my shoulder. I felt him nearing, to bite me.
“Suddenly, there was a flash of light. A few arcane words were chanted, and I felt the grip on me weaken, and leave. As I began to faint, someone held me tenderly and I heard a calm, soothing voice say to me, ‘ Fear not, child. You are safe.’ ”
Posted: Sat, 25/07/2020 17:21 (3 Years ago)
Title: Chapter 1
“Next thing I know, I’m here.” The kid stopped there. “You’ve answered my second question, dear. Now for the first one, what is your name?” The speaker was a man, about 30 by the looks, with rather long hair and pointy ears. “Sam. Call me Sam; but… who are you? Where am I? And... why am I not freaking out right now?”
“Sam is a good name, child. I am an elf named Dan, short for Dances. You are in the infirmary, in the Land of the Elves. The atmosphere here eases tension. Now, the emperor wishes to speak with you. He believes you are the chosen one, destined to destroy the Ten Tribes and bring forth the Resurgence.”
”What?!” Sam was taken aback. “What do you mean?”
“Haha just pulling your leg kiddo. The king wants to ask you something about the werewolf that attacked you last night. He’ll put you on your way back down soon enough.”
“DANCES!!!” A shout was heard. The elf-man stood up quickly. The call was from an elf-woman, as it seemed. She looked furious. “Yes, the kid. We’ll, erm, go soon.”
“RIGHT NOW!”
“Sure, Jeez. You better come with me now kiddo. The king’s waiting for you. Don’t worry about it, he’s a pretty caring guy. Come with me.”
Sam got up and was led to the King of the Elves, who was conveniently in the building next door.
“Hello there, kiddo! I’m Aragorn the Third. What’s your name?”
“Sam. Samantha Williams.”
“A beautiful name, indeed! Now, tell me just one thing. Do you remember what the colour of the werewolf’s fur was?”
“I couldn’t see clearly, but I think it was purple? I’m not sure, your Majesty.”
“I see! Well, do stay back for lunch. You may freshen up in the guest room of the castle.” The king nodded to show the conversation was over. The lady who had screamed at Dan before walked to Sam and led her to the guest room.