Fate of a Swordsman

Funerals in Britian

 

 

As Scott walked through the moongate with the rest of the guild he threw his swords at a tree and went inside.

As he walked in he saw Kathrine beside Johnny's bed... he was asleep.

How did it go said Scott... Scott walked over to a chair and sat down.

How is he said Scott?

He took quite a beating... what the hell happened out there? said Kathrine.

Scott did not reply... he just lowered his head.

Seth and the rest of the guild walked in and sat down.

What happened said Kathrine... were is the rest of the guild?

Everyone sat in silence.

Tell me dammit yelled Kathrine

There dead said Scott, there dead.

Kathrine burst out into tears. Thats a lie... thats nothing but a damm lie!

They are not dead dammit... they are not dead cried Kathrine.

 

Scott stood up.... its all his damm fault said Scott.... he did this too them!

Yes I know Scott, but we cannot get Maluk said Destiny.

Im not talking about him... I am talking about that damm coward Lord British. He knew that place was a death trap.

Do not speak about Lord British so boy or else I shall half to cut out thy tung said Seth.

Scott withdrew the Sword of Caend who sat right next to him.

YOU WANT MY TONGE... COME AND GET IT! yelled Scott.

Right then and there Scott noticed a sword at his throat. Touch him and die said Zeladon.

Scott dropped the sword and sat back down... then he stood back up and so did Zeladon. Scott's eye's were red with anger. He threw a punch at Zeladons face... he missed yet Zeladon flew to the other end of the villa.

Scott stood... in confusion I didnt touch him.

Caend looked at Scott wierdly.

What the hell was that said Seth.

The rest of the guild went over and picked Zeladon up, but he had trouble standing on his own two feet.

Scott sat down. I need some sleep I am going to retire.

Scott walked over to his bed and fell asleep right away.

 

 

The Next morning Scott was the last to get out of bed, everyone stood around dressed in black.

Get dressed Scott, we go to Britain, Lord British is holding a service for all of those who died

He had better hold one muttered Scott as he put on a black robe, let us go.

Seth opened up a gate and the guild followed in behind him... there they walked to Lord Britishes castle, there row by row of men stood waiting for Lord British to appear on the balcony.

Finnally he showed, he started speaking immidiatly.

 

Yesterday was a tradgic day for Britanians everywhere, many men were lost in a great battle against the Orc Fort, we shall now have a moment of silence.

For one minute they stood then Lord British dismissed everyone.

Thats is said Scott, hundreds of men died he can at least mourn them right.

Scott's eye's grew with fire red anger.

Lets leave wispered Destiny in Seths ear... we dont want him here in anger.

Seth opened up a gate and they all followed through