Fate of a Swordsman

Friends from Bromarth

 

Once Scott entered the Villa he lost conchanceness. He woke up the next morning in his bed, the sun filled in Brightly through the window. He sat up without any pain. He felt his stomach, not a mark from the battle, his cloths and armor were blood stained and ruined, he looked over at the next bed, there lie Caend. Scott stood up, down the stairs came that elvish man who had saved him.

Are you ok? said the elvish man.

I guess so said Scott. What happened?

You nearly died said the elvish man, luckily me and my men were on the way to meet Johhny anyway.

How do you know my brother? said Scott

Your brother and I ran a guild together in Bromarth, he left for Britian because he heard that he had a brother, the guild fell apart, me and those still loyal to me journeyed across Bromarth to get here, using Bromarthian magic we tracked down you brother.

What is your name? said Scott

Bwoire.

Well met Bwoire said Scott, and thankyou for saving my life. I need to know though, how are my friends?

Well, we managed to save Caend, he will recover with a bit more rest. As for Falcon he's up and walking like he use to, a little Bromarthian Magic can do good for an arrow wound.

 

What about Gunner? said Scott

I am sorry Scott, we were not able to save him.

Scott turned around... he saw his blood stained Sword, he walked over to it and picked it up

Give me a moment please Bwoire.

Certainly said Bwoire. Bwoire walked back up the stairs.. Scott fell to his knee's and began to cry. They want to take everything from me, I will not let this happen, I swear the Orcs will die, I swear it.