A soldier's tale.

[Spellblades 751]

 

Ever since his youth, Warrin was always a bit afraid, helping his father cut down trees since the age of 10 he was scared of the axe or the tree falling on him or his father as they slowly cut them all down, he would always think of the worst outcome in a situation but the thing is Warrin would always face his fears no matter how scared of them he was. That’s what made him different from the kids around the village but even still that fear never left him even as he aged.

 

It was a normal day like any other when his friend Navalic ran up to him saying how darkspawn attacked him on a mission in the north. Warrin was of course concerned by this asking if he was okay and asking if he was willing to gather more people to head back and fight. Before the two could start discussing the matter their mutual friend Estevot Heymor showed up asking what was wrong. They both told him what had happened and then asked for Estevot’s opinion on the matter at hand and they all came to a mutual agreement to wait and gather more people at a later date. Warrin changed the topic and asked to see a report on a darkspawn attack that happened earlier that month Navalic said that he left it back at his forge and went to retrieve it. After Navalic left to go retrieve the report Warrin and Estevot started talking about Warrin’s study of voidal magic and what Estevot thought about it, thankfully he had a positive reaction to his studies and passion for the craft. After a few more minutes of talking the two men realized that Navalic was taking a long time to retrieve the report so they both decided to head over to the Forge.

 

Upon arriving Warrin noticed a big mysterious figure in front of Navalic so he asked if the man was a friend of his, the man upon hearing this turned around holding a greatsword in his hands Estevot rushed into action yelling for Warrin to go sound the rally bell as he ran he could only hope for his friend’s safety till he got back, he would sound the bell and then rushed to go change into armor and grab his equipment and he arrived back onto the scene Estevot already had his sword out though not wearing any armor, Warrin rushed to defend his friend aiming a blow at the creature’s right shoulder not knowing the man’s armor was not affected by slashing attacks his blade turned against him as the recoil of his previous blow knocking Warrin back stunning him for a time. He could hear backup arriving to the forge in the distance he smiled, and as he was starting to recover the creature was brought to one knee but not before unleashing a wide arc in front of him with his greatsword Warrin not having time to react was hit in the knee and thrown to the side like a ragdoll hitting some bushes to his right. As he lay there on the sidewalk he tried to get up then felt a pain as hot as molten lava in the lower half of his body as Warrin looked for the source of the pain he realized his leg was no longer there replaced by a stub and a pool of blood and then shortly he drifted into unconsciousness. When he awoke he was surrounded by medics the stub where his leg used to be was already bandaged and taken care of by a doctor who had the body and head of a cheetah she asked Warrin to contact them whenever my recovery was over to get a prosthetic leg, as everybody left the room but the injured he fell asleep thanking GOD that he hadn't let him bleed out leaving his friends, his daughter and his home behind.

 

[Monty Cobra 921]

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Poetry 🔥

 

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

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Genuinely great stuff man.

 

[xDisarray 553]

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Fireeeee