Knight’s Tale Vol 1
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Title: Knight's Tale Vol I
Author: Jangiri
Once apon a time, a very long time ago in a place very near here a young boy was orphaned. The young boy grew up in the streets of Britain trying to make a living catching rabbits and selling the skins to the local Tailor. Many months went by and the young boy grew into a young man. One day the Head Tailor offered the young man training. The days were long and the pay was poor, but the young man grew and saved and learned his new skill with such vigor, that he was able to buy a small coastal home in Skara Brea. He sadly packed up his belonging, saddled his horse, said goodbye to the Tailor and made his way to Skara Brea.
The air was crisp and the water was pure. He could look out his window and see the ocean. He longed for some adventure, and adventure he got, because he had moved into the middle of a city of rouges and murderers. The challange became each day not to get killed and having no skill in the art of swords he found himself in an interesting position. He found himself scared and running with his few treasures to the safety of his home. He meet two more young men just like him just starting out and he became close friends with them. One was a fishermen and had a boat. the other was skilled in the ways of the sword.
He found himself making new freinds and learning many new skills that he soon forgot all about tailoring, but the new people he had met lived so far away that he had to move to thier fort. The new people trained him to be a fierce warrior, and was able to stand in the face of death and laugh. He became the new Sargent at arms and was in charge of training the new army they were building, many battles and many months went by, many victories, he decided to travel home to see his home and his freinds. A big party was in his honor in becoming a grand master of the sword.
Sadly he got a message that the army he had help create had been destroyed and he made the long trip north to discover any new information, all he found was a ruined house and the Clans Charter, sadly he turned and headed for home.
He was greiving deep in his heart about his loss and being the soul surviver, sinking into a depression that made his anger turn to rage, rage so great that he was blind to the truths and virtues he had been taught. He wanted revenge. He began to walk the road in search of trouble and trouble he found. Day after day he guarded the roads slaying the highwaymen and rouges. One day he saw a young man traveling the roads stealing from the dead, and he stopped him, this child could be his own due to the same features, same smile, same birthmark and even thier eyes were the same color of hazel. after a long questioning he found out that the boy had also been orphaned in the city of britain. It twas a miricle, he had a brother and his name was Eric.
A new Guild was Formed from the ash's of Clan McCleod. The new group of freinds decided what they would do is, search the roads for rouges and claim bounty on criminals by removing thier heads and taking them to the local guard shack and recieve payment. The group became infamous to the the likes of evil doers and the roads were safer. The great amout a wealth and personal property acquired during this time allowed him to purchase fine weapons and armor and even build a bigger home.
It was a windy, cold day in the late fall, he was riding alone north towards yew, he came across a stockade on the road. Thieves, bandits to many for him, he battled the rouges and to his surprise a band of horsemen came from the trees and help him subdue the rouges. Their name was the Lia Faile Empire and he was quickly invited back to thier castle nearby. They explained to him that the city of Yew and themselfs were under constant attack from the orc's and they could use every able body to drive the orc's back to the mountains.
The great Orc wars continued for two long years, the once handsome young man had turned older, skin was weathered and his hair war thinning from age. He began to look to the future, pondering what the fates mights have in store for him. His vast rich's and property just did not sastisfy the urge to require more and more.
He left his friends behind without so much a word and began a solo quest for all the wealth he could desire, during this time he was slaying fantastic beasts and even went to the edge of hell.
There was no risk to much, no creature to strong, and worst of all there was no fear of dying. One day he relised he had left everyone and everything behind and discovered he had become lonley and bitter and all the rich's could not make him feel better. He had to look for his old friends, alas they were gone, some departed for other lands, some just simply did not exsist.
A fierce depression set in and he began to sell his treasures waiting for the end to come to him, quickly he was hoping. He starting thinking about a new plan, grabed three of best his men and told them "we are for hire" and we shall destroy the those who commit murder.
And thus the four horsemen of Clan McCleod was formed. The three other horsemen were Eric the Red, Scuzz, and Raistilin Maghere and his Wife Scribble who helped them, after 2 long years the ranks of the murderers thinned and they had totaled one hundred sixty paided assasinations, as the fame grew, the popularity of the group grew, they grew apart and went their seperate ways always staying in contact but not ever togather again. Once again he was alone, he often thought about a lady as a friend instead of a bar wench for a night of which he did niether, as few of the single Ladies could have interest in such a rough character, and the other Ladies ...um were not Ladies. One thing he was sure about was that one day he would meet the right Lady.
The days grew longer,and the investments paided off, the mining company he built was providing amazing profits and even more amazing weapons and armor, with a full staff of warroirs , wizards and craftsmen almost anything was possible. He went to his good freind Lord Rasputin and asked him to take over the Clan for him as his heart was not in the daily events and the the Clan would suffer with an active leader, Lord Rasputin said he would, but this was only untill the Clan selected a new leader.
One day as the sun was setting he got a message hand delivered from a rider from the city of Yew, it said "sir are you available to battle a new attack by the orcs" signed by SunWolf. His eyes opened wide, a grim smile formed over his lips " perhaps this is a good day to die", he saddled up his horse and made the long travel to Yew. The war was short and victories went to orcs, and lands were lost. The Yew council was in utter disaray and people were fleeing from all the lands.
He was about to leave and go home and The Lady Lilyth Noir and Duke Kotore invited him to a meeting about regaining the the glory of Yew and rebuilding the ruins, a plan was formed and an army was built to defeat the orcs, and it was at one of the meetings he saw the Lady in Red and at the wedding of Lilyth and Duke Kotare he declared that the Lady in Red would be the only one for him, and because she didn't seem to notice him, he knew this would probably never happen and many people agreed with him, but he stayed firm possibly only dreaming about the impossible. He saw her a few more times, and even recieved a token kiss and at celebration of christmas.
The Orc battles continued. ...was there no hope for Lord Sid...