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The Hero (Part 2)

Submitted by Thorgard the Ba... on July 4, 2009 - 3:53am

It was night, the very air was cold as the Icy Mountains and the sky above was black. The only source of light was the pale specks of stars and the full moon. The clan guards remained awake and ready at the gate which led to the forest where War-Chief Steel and his warriors marched through to greet the enemies’ blades with their own. The torches around the clan fences burned brightly, and all the villagers slept soundly with confidence that they were well protected... All but one, who always saw things in a grim yet all so true way.

The Hero (Part 1)

Submitted by Thorgard the Ba... on July 4, 2009 - 3:51am

Thorgard lay against the large willow tree in a soundless sleep. The ground beneath him was slightly wet, and the grass was cold and frozen. Behind the tree he lay his head against was a rushing river which sparkled in the dim sunlight. The waters were pure and clear as crystal. The dirt road was ahead of him which led west to the huts in Conarch Village and to the east where the wilderness rested. The skies were grey and murky and the pale colorless sun was at the highest.

Young Thorgard was only 19 winters old, his muscular body was well toned and his flesh was pale. He was dressed in leather pants and a black wool tunic. His snow boots were slightly worn, and beside his sleeping body was a large axe and a long sword.

It was a grim time for everyone in the clan. They were soon to meet blades with the Clan Swiftfeather which long held a grudge against War-Cheif Steel, Thorgard's father.

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