The Sword of Eternity
Darkness. Total, silent, darkness. A figure, darting towards you. A glint of metal. The figure leaps at you, bearing a knife, and...
You wake up, sweating and breathing hard. It is nearly morning, and nothing seems to be wrong. You dress in your armor and grab your sword.
You are a Royal Gaurd, the best of them all. People regarded you with utmost respect. This was an insane achievment for a young man only 17 years old.
You were almost always with or near the king. You hardly ever saw your family anymore. But you were payed handsomely and given some of the finest armor and weaponry in all of Arn, the continent you lived on.
The armor you wore was blue platemale embedded with sapphires. Your sword had been blessed and had sapphires embedded on the hilt.
As you opened the door and headed out into the golden halls of the palace where the king lived, you hear and inhuman scream.
You wake up, sweating and breathing hard. It is nearly morning, and nothing seems to be wrong. You dress in your armor and grab your sword.
You are a Royal Gaurd, the best of them all. People regarded you with utmost respect. This was an insane achievment for a young man only 17 years old.
You were almost always with or near the king. You hardly ever saw your family anymore. But you were payed handsomely and given some of the finest armor and weaponry in all of Arn, the continent you lived on.
The armor you wore was blue platemale embedded with sapphires. Your sword had been blessed and had sapphires embedded on the hilt.
As you opened the door and headed out into the golden halls of the palace where the king lived, you hear and inhuman scream.