AislingAsh

Chapter Four-A giant, an ember and a ring. My journey to the darkroot garden took no more than a day; I did not meet much trouble on the way. The odd undead had tried their luck but failed. I had come across a lone trader on the dirt path and stocked up on some fire bombs and had a small chat. Now I stand at a clearing, green grass covered the floor, some small bushes littered the ground; in between them is where the divine ember lay, slightly glowing. As I take a step towards the ember the ground begins to tremble slightly causing some small pebbles on the floor to bounce and flay around, the roots in the ground coming from the bushes began

Chapter Three-The knights. Various knights are scattered around the large courtyard area, knights of all shapes and sizes, all wielding many different weapons, all wearing different types of armour. I notice a leader type man, wearing polished knight's armour, carrying a large silver great sword and a blood red kite shaped shield. I walk up to him, but as I go to speak, he interrupt's me. "I'm sorry love, the lad's aren't look for any entertainment tonight." He says with a grin. "I'm not here for your entertainment, I'm here to join" I say feeling offended. "You, here to join? You couldn't do battle with a slime" he says while laughing, c

Chapter Two-The beginning of a journey. It was a sad morning, when telling the town folk that I'm leaving to join the Order. The old blacksmith told me he knew it would happen when he heard of the knights coming to town. He made me a new axe for my journey; he told me he'd forged a special fire stone into it. I told him I'd be back and that would bring it back to him in good shape and thanked him for his kindness and said my goodbyes before leaving. It's going to be a long and dangerous journey; I'm hoping I don't bump into anything too bad on my way. After what seemed like weeks of traveling and some small and big encounters with monsters

Chapter One-A living nightmare. 'A small girl hides in a cupboard, her blue eyes wide with fear, unable to move or make a sound, unable to cry out for her mother or father who now lay dead on the floor coated in blood. She had witnessed the slaughter through a small crack in the wood. Her father had placed her in the cupboard just minutes ago, he told her to stay quiet no matter what then closed the doors. As he stepped away from the cupboard a large figure appeared in the door way to the little old shack. As the figure enters she hears her mother's pleas and her father's threats. Pyromancies where ignited but they did not reach the figure i

Chapter Four-A giant, an ember and a ring. My journey to the darkroot garden took no more than a day; I did not meet much trouble on the way. The odd undead had tried their luck but failed. I had come across a lone trader on the dirt path and stocked up on some fire bombs and had a small chat. Now I stand at a clearing, green grass covered the floor, some small bushes littered the ground; in between them is where the divine ember lay, slightly glowing. As I take a step towards the ember the ground begins to tremble slightly causing some small pebbles on the floor to bounce and flay around, the roots in the ground coming from the bushes began

Chapter Three-The knights. Various knights are scattered around the large courtyard area, knights of all shapes and sizes, all wielding many different weapons, all wearing different types of armour. I notice a leader type man, wearing polished knight's armour, carrying a large silver great sword and a blood red kite shaped shield. I walk up to him, but as I go to speak, he interrupt's me. "I'm sorry love, the lad's aren't look for any entertainment tonight." He says with a grin. "I'm not here for your entertainment, I'm here to join" I say feeling offended. "You, here to join? You couldn't do battle with a slime" he says while laughing, c

Chapter Two-The beginning of a journey. It was a sad morning, when telling the town folk that I'm leaving to join the Order. The old blacksmith told me he knew it would happen when he heard of the knights coming to town. He made me a new axe for my journey; he told me he'd forged a special fire stone into it. I told him I'd be back and that would bring it back to him in good shape and thanked him for his kindness and said my goodbyes before leaving. It's going to be a long and dangerous journey; I'm hoping I don't bump into anything too bad on my way. After what seemed like weeks of traveling and some small and big encounters with monsters

Chapter One-A living nightmare. 'A small girl hides in a cupboard, her blue eyes wide with fear, unable to move or make a sound, unable to cry out for her mother or father who now lay dead on the floor coated in blood. She had witnessed the slaughter through a small crack in the wood. Her father had placed her in the cupboard just minutes ago, he told her to stay quiet no matter what then closed the doors. As he stepped away from the cupboard a large figure appeared in the door way to the little old shack. As the figure enters she hears her mother's pleas and her father's threats. Pyromancies where ignited but they did not reach the figure i