1. Fate's Calling (Chapter 2)


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    I leaped to the side and slashed at its side, causing a large cut. The animal growled in pain and charged at me again, swiping its large paws. I ducked and stabbed at its belly, my sword piercing the fur. The bear collapsed, bleeding from the wounds. I cleaned my sword, which was stained with blood, in the stream. The red liquid flowed into the water, becoming part of it. I looked back at the bear a few minutes later, and it was dead. The exhaustion from the fight and heat had an effect on me, and I was feeling drowsy. I looked around once to make sure that I was alone, then slid my sword into the scabbard and sat down against the soft fur of the dead bear. I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I awoke sometime later. I guessed that an hour or two had passed, for the sun was still bright and hot. I lifted my visor and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I resumed on my journey along the stream. A few hours later, I saw the town. There was a large closed gate in the front with two guards in armor posted. Beyond the gate were small houses made of wooden logs like Erida’s place. I headed for the entrance. When I reached the guards, they stopped me. “What is your business here?” One of them asked. “I’m just passing through here to buy some supplies and maybe stay for a night or two,” I answered. I tried to seem friendly, but it’s difficult when you’re clad in armor and armed with a sword. They looked at me, suspicious, then opened the gates. “Alright, don’t go causing any trouble. These ...
    are hard times, especially with that bastard king ruling over us. Watch your back, some of the folk have resorted to theft in order to survive,” one of them advised. “Thank you,” I nodded in appreciation and entered the town. I inspected the area. There were not many people outside, and those who were seemed cautious and fearful. They were all armed with some sort of weapon, be it dagger or sword. I walked around town for a few minutes before coming to a building with a sign that said, “Roy’s Tavern.” I was starved having not eaten since my departure from Erida’s home. I entered the tavern. It was mostly empty, save for one or two men drinking and eating quietly by themselves. It was a depressing place. There was a menu on the wall. I read through it, then pondered for a moment. I walked over to the bartender, who was a short and stubby man, and said, “I would like a beer and some food to eat, please.” “Sure thing, that’ll be a silver,” he answered with a smile on his face. He seemed like a good-natured man. “You new around here?” I handed him a gold coin. “Just passing through town. Sorry, I only got a gold. You got any change?” “Of course,” the bartender answered, and gave me four silver coins back. “Not many people come around here these days. The folk don’t have any coins to buy a drink and have a good time, let alone provide for their families. I’ll probably close this place down soon and find some other work.” I felt pity for the man. “You are Roy, the owner?” I asked. ...
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