|Two Worlds Fanfic
Author: MalicSoulstorm PM
Just practicing my writing skills with this, my first fanfic. Most of the story is the same as if playing the game, but it has some slight atlterations. Please enjoy and offer any sort of constructive criticism, just be clean and polite please. :) Enjoy! As for the rating, probably Teen.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,582 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-16-12 - id: 8708707
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Streams of lightning danced through the late storm filled sky; rain pouring down in buckets upon two humans riding through the storm on a chestnut horse. The person riding in the front was a man clothed in leather armor and equipped with a sheathed sword at his side; the other was a young women the same age as the driver and dressed in blue robes. As they continued on their path the women fell off the horse, before awaking to the man resting her against a nearby tree, her side bleeding. "Why did you not tell me? you will bleed to death!" the man said. "Tis just a flesh wound, we must ride on." Argued the women, before the man shook his head and countered her argument with his own, "You passed out! This wound may become infected if I do not see to it." "Kerohnnes, let us go on...PLEASE!" she would plea only to fall on deaf ears, "Hush. They will not find us in such a storm as this. You must rest." he would say before unsheathing his sword and walking over to the nearby abandoned ruins of a farmers house. The storm continues to roar as Kerohnnes enters the building to check it out...
Meanwhile... The women lay resting against the tree, tired and worn out from both the cold and the loss of blood, before a looming shadow enveloped her. As she looked up weakly she saw a man dressed in black plate armor with a red hood covers his head and draping across his torso. "So you thought you could escape me?" the man said...
After inspecting the entire building, Kerohnnes calmly walked out of the door saying, "The building is empty, we can spend the night here..." though his calm attitude was short lived when he noticed that his sister was no longer there, "Keira? Keira?! KEIRA!"
Several Months later... It was a warm summer afternoon, and the crops were ripe for picking; farmers everywhere, men reaping the wheat and women gathering herbs. After taking a break from his work, a well-built bald farmer glanced over to the horizon to notice a man clothed in leather armor with a sword sheathed and tied to his belt nearing the village. The man's eyes widened at the sight of this man before calling out to another farmer, "Tis probably him! Run, tell the village elder." Kerohnnes calmly walked into the village in high relaxed strides, everyone in the village stopping to stare in awe at the armed mercenary, before he found his way to the village elder's house. A young, rugged blond haired man was resting against the wall of said building right next to the window; Kerohnnes turned his gaze to the man before asking, "Where can I find the village elder?" The young man gently kicked off of the wall to bring himself to a somewhat welcoming posture, "Are you that bounty hunter? Not many of you left in Thalmont eh?" Kerohnnes smirked before answering the man's question, "Aye, look upon a rarity while you can, for i shall be gone soon." "The village elder will meet you directly...they have found another body." the young man said grimly. "I shall wait." said Kerohnnes before taking a seat on a bench outside of the elder's house and pulling out a note which read, "Your sister is alive. Be in Thalmont during the second week of harvest. Wait for us there, we will find you. Be patient And no one will be harmed." "Hmmm tis the harvest season here now..." Kerohnnes would casually say to himself, unaware of the village elder behind him, "Huh, the harvest will be bountiful this year." The elder would say as he walked a little closer to Kerohnnes, in turn Kerohnnes rose to his feet to face the man. "Sadly, not all will be able to rejoice with us." Kerohnnes would nod before asking, "Good day to you. Are you the village elder? I have heard of these bodies where did this take place?" The plump bald old man would nod, "We found the bodies near the ruins to the north of here...Two people are still missing..." Kerohnnes lofted a brow before asking, "Did you look in the ruins?" The elder blinked before answering, "Nay. Too many have died already. Tis an accursed place that is." Kerohnnes would nod politely before stating, "I will need a guide. I want to be there before sunset." The elder would sigh before granting his request, "As you wish. Though t'would be wiser to wait until dawn." Kerohnnes would stare into the eyes of the man before answering,"...I do not have sufficient time..."
Moments later... The wind rustling the leaves, the crickets chirping in the grass, the crows cawing in the distance, and the sounds of footsteps making their way to the old ruins. The blond haired young man stopped a bit of a distance from the ruins before turning to Kerohnnes and saying, "I'll go no further than this. Go straight down to the gates there." Kerohnnes would loft a brow curiously before asking the young man, "Do you fear this place so much?" The man would answer with a gently raised and scared tone, "We're peasants, not soldiers. Since the Dwarves went north, tis only Groms that visit this temple." Kerohnnes would nod to the man ordering, "Return to the village, you have done your part." before walking straight up to the gate and pushing against the middle stone plate, causing it to sink into the gate and open said stone door...