The Three Bandits of Huron
This is the tale of three Bandits who set off to stop a troop of Dark Knights summoning a monster from the deep......
The air was calm and warm, as I,Air the bandit leader of Huron, made my way through the luscious forest. I was nearly there, nearly home. Two years I had been traveling and I was finally back. Back where I belonged, the kingdom of Huron. Resa would be there, and Juran, he was so sad that his broken leg stopped him coming on the two year journey. Well it was argent that I left, even if Juran didn't come. Well Juran was incharge while I am away, he liked that.
"I think we should stay here for tonight " called the Map Finder. Map Finders could be imployed to help you go through the wilderness unscaved, but it was a hefty price to pay. Luckily my friend, Garun, that i had met on this two year trek was paying for my Map Finder and my guards. Not like I could not survive without them. Well I am a bandit leader and an important one at that. "Fine, lets set up camp, its getting dark anyway. We will be there by tomorow night", I called back.I recieve a glare from the map finder. But I don't care. Map finders were annoying: they always thought they were right and that they could never be wrong. Well they might be clever and know the stars and that lot but I will not trust them, not completely. Even knowing that this map finder was imployed by Garun, I still keep my knife close at night.
We set up camp in a clearing near a river, where we filled up our water skins, and two of the hunters in the group went off for food, I asked if I could go but they would not let me. I'm imprisoned why can't they just let me go hunting. I will be fine, I am always careful. The pair come back a hour later with a four rabbits, perfetic, and we ate. Afterwards the others are talking about their own adventures, as normal, and i can't be bothered to do anything else so I just sit there on the brown log, which is slightly charred where we accidently dropped it in the fire, faceing the river, listening to them.
"Oh yes it's a shame that Queen Jarine had to die on everyone", one of the hunters, Jerrion, inquired.
"Apperently she was poisoned" said Haron, the map finder.
"No she was stabbed, but died from infection of the wound" Jerrion retorted.
"She was poisoned I heard it from one of the guard myself" Haron replied thinking he was right, again.
" Maybe she was stabbed and poisoned" said ,Jerrions brother and the other hunter, Jahen. He always is breaking up fights. Everyone started agureing.
"But did you see the body?", said Karoon, I don't really know why he came on this journey: all he does is laze around telling scary stories, "She wasn't poisoned, or stabbed, something much bigger is going on". Everyone was silent, and I got a bit bored so I went to my tent, I lay there still half listening to the men outside and half thinking about what Haroon said, "....something much bigger is going on". Well its none of my buisness.
"So Garun is lowering his pay, I was surprised when he gave as much as he did to us just to guard that guy" one of their voices drifted to my tent, I couldn't tell who it was. They paused and someone whispered something. They laughed, I didn't hear a joke, then another one said , I think it is Jahen: " Well Garun obviously wants him home alive I would love to kn..." Suddenly I heard something wizz through the air and I heard a cry as someone hit the ground with a thud. I lay there hoping that I had fallen asleep and it was dream, but obviously it was not. It was strangley quiet outside. No screaming or shouting orders, not even Harons big mouth made any sound from outside. All i could here was the rushing of the water. I looked at the side of the tent and saw the shadows of several people( my camp mates).But there were 9 people by the fire but only 8 are standing up. In secret if someone had to die I would probably had picked Haron. I got up and crawled to the door of the tent. Lifted one of the flaps. And saw a stand-off between my men and these archer men people who came out of the trees. I look to the fire and I saw a body burning in it but I could not tell who it was. Annoyingly Haron was standing next to Jerrion, Karoon was holding his sword pointing towards the river. Surrounded
They just stood looking at eachother swords and bows drawn, I slowly crept back into my tent,I cross my fingers that they didnt see ne,an arrow slices through the side of the tent. I got a fright.
" Get out Air ,come over here" Haron said, for once I do what he says. I get out and look around, the camp is surrounded. I look at Haron and nod at the fire.
"Oh Jahen got hit, as dead as a rooster and burning on the fire", Jerrion answered my nod for Haron. Oh, Jahen the other hunter, the one who always breaks up fights. I am surprised at how not upset Jerrion is looking, his brother was killed two minutes ago and he doesnt seem to care. He always was good at hiding his feelings, something i am not good at.It was cold and even though it was quiet the rivers flow could be heard behind the camp. " Who are they, what are they waiting for", I asked no one in peticlar. For a moment its silent and think that i just said it in my head but Karoon answers: " They have been following us for a while or rather we have been following them. I saw some tracks yesterday and thought they were still leagues ahead of us. But it seems I was wrong". So they just think we r attacking them, I see. So i guess this will all blow over. I was wrong.
Now the worst thing in a stand off is to be on the weak side and, even worst, then for the other side to realise your weaker. And attack. Arrows flew through camp, swords were clashed. I saw Jerrion fighting a very wet man who probably came from the water. Haron was running around doing pretty much nothing good. While Karoon was killing loads of them with his quick fighting skills. Oh and I basicly was fighting pretty bad cause I was tired, and yes before you say:" Sure you were tired, probably just rubbish" ok i actully was tired, I am normally really good, trust me. Anyway everything is mad and I see Garak, who was kinda leader, sway from his tent. He was asleep before this happened. He looks like he is in a daze. A swordsman runs for him sword rased. I run for him dodging Jerrion and his fighting partner, a different one then earlier, much dryer. Garak doesn,t know whats coming. And i'm not in the mood to do the whole jump infront of sword and get hit and die tragicly in the arms of my friend later, no I am clever. I jump and slide on the ground, get my sword out and swipe at the attackers legs. He sways and falls backwards. I get up. There is method to my madness indeed.
"Well done Air , you saved me" Garak says. Well its my pleasure, thought personally I only saved him cause he is the only one I like around here.
"Well what is going on, swordsman everywhere and those darned archers" he asks.
"Well it is a bit of a war zone" I reply.
"Right ok lets get fight-arh" Garak stands still then sways towards the fire but I catch him before he falls, I dont want another Jahen episode, especially as Garak is more of a friend then Jahen was. I stand him up and look at his back. He has an arrow in his back, I look up just as another arrow comes flying towards my face. Ok well know when your life flashes before your eyes when ur gonna die, well i only got to about my third birthday, because in shock i had let go of Garak and for some reason he didnt fall in the fire but onto me pushing me over. The arrow wizzes over me hitting one of the swordsman in the temple. Hah he hit his own man . Ow i think my legs squished.
I am covered in blood, oh its not mine, it's Garak. I managed to get him to his tent and lay him down with some banadges. Hopefully he will survive. I turn to leave and realise how quiet it has become. Ok so either me and Garak are the only ones alive, the wierd attacking people are dead or another stand off.
I get out of the tent and neither of my statements are true. Well its not a stand off of such and none of the sides are completely dead. A troop of bandits had come and killed most of the archer dudes and the others escaped via the river. I look among the bandits and see Karak, my best friend (Juran)s brother, and Juran himself. I run to him and say:" I am back"
" I can see" he replies.
" Well this is all in a days work, fighting a load of wierd people and surviving", but then i remeber my pretiction," wait aren't we still days walk from camp, why are you here".
Haron interuppted:" Errrr.. Air we are closer then you think this is the river Triborn, I presume you saw blood in the water and came to have a look, Juran".
" Yes, well first the scouts saw some men swimming up stream then a load of blood was coming down we went to help the men but actully it was you who needed help". Hmm, so the men were planning to ambush us, interesting. I get my things from my tent and go tell some bandits about Garak in the big tent, bleeding to death. Then I go to Juran. "So Juran we better be off, Resa will be excited" I say.
"Ok let us go" Juran replied. Suddenly everyone was silent. Even the water seemed silent. Juran looked around: "Whats that noise?". I listen hard and in truth I hear a bellowing roar. "Something is coming" I hear Jerrion say.
Karoon says: " That is water a giant wave of water look the river has run dry" I look and believe it or not the river is dry. "What means?" i ask Karoon, he replies:" That means air, it means..magic" Just as i relised what he said the trees sway and a wave of water metres high rushes into camp. "Run " I hear someone shout as they are swallowed by the wave.
This time I got to my eighth birthday before i came to my senses and ran. I jumped over the fire and past Garak's tent, he had no chance of escape. I turned and everyone was either running or dissapearing into the wave. I kept running jump over roots and tree stumps. The river bed was pretty much clear apart from a threw stones and roots, much quicker then the forest. I jumped into the river bed and run. I realise my mistake emidiately: the water is going faster in the river ditch then in the forest, and the steeps sides mean i can't get back out. I am trapped. I am running as fast as I can. I hear faint cries from behind but i think they are my imagination. I am alone. The wave is very fast. Im dodgeing the roots pretuding the sides of the river bank.
Then I remeber : the waterfall. I skid to a stop a threw hundred yards from the cliff edge. Great double trapped. I must get to higher ground. I see the water coming. I start to climb. I reach over and climb out of the river. Oh yeah. I see the water again. Oh no. It picks me up and im dragged towards the cliff face. This time i get all the way to me becoming bandit leader eight years ago, and im sure i would have got further but the water hit me against a tree knocking me clean out. And everything goes dark. And im sure im dead because noone could survive a twenty mile drop.
"I think we should stay here for tonight " called the Map Finder. Map Finders could be imployed to help you go through the wilderness unscaved, but it was a hefty price to pay. Luckily my friend, Garun, that i had met on this two year trek was paying for my Map Finder and my guards. Not like I could not survive without them. Well I am a bandit leader and an important one at that. "Fine, lets set up camp, its getting dark anyway. We will be there by tomorow night", I called back.I recieve a glare from the map finder. But I don't care. Map finders were annoying: they always thought they were right and that they could never be wrong. Well they might be clever and know the stars and that lot but I will not trust them, not completely. Even knowing that this map finder was imployed by Garun, I still keep my knife close at night.
We set up camp in a clearing near a river, where we filled up our water skins, and two of the hunters in the group went off for food, I asked if I could go but they would not let me. I'm imprisoned why can't they just let me go hunting. I will be fine, I am always careful. The pair come back a hour later with a four rabbits, perfetic, and we ate. Afterwards the others are talking about their own adventures, as normal, and i can't be bothered to do anything else so I just sit there on the brown log, which is slightly charred where we accidently dropped it in the fire, faceing the river, listening to them.
"Oh yes it's a shame that Queen Jarine had to die on everyone", one of the hunters, Jerrion, inquired.
"Apperently she was poisoned" said Haron, the map finder.
"No she was stabbed, but died from infection of the wound" Jerrion retorted.
"She was poisoned I heard it from one of the guard myself" Haron replied thinking he was right, again.
" Maybe she was stabbed and poisoned" said ,Jerrions brother and the other hunter, Jahen. He always is breaking up fights. Everyone started agureing.
"But did you see the body?", said Karoon, I don't really know why he came on this journey: all he does is laze around telling scary stories, "She wasn't poisoned, or stabbed, something much bigger is going on". Everyone was silent, and I got a bit bored so I went to my tent, I lay there still half listening to the men outside and half thinking about what Haroon said, "....something much bigger is going on". Well its none of my buisness.
"So Garun is lowering his pay, I was surprised when he gave as much as he did to us just to guard that guy" one of their voices drifted to my tent, I couldn't tell who it was. They paused and someone whispered something. They laughed, I didn't hear a joke, then another one said , I think it is Jahen: " Well Garun obviously wants him home alive I would love to kn..." Suddenly I heard something wizz through the air and I heard a cry as someone hit the ground with a thud. I lay there hoping that I had fallen asleep and it was dream, but obviously it was not. It was strangley quiet outside. No screaming or shouting orders, not even Harons big mouth made any sound from outside. All i could here was the rushing of the water. I looked at the side of the tent and saw the shadows of several people( my camp mates).But there were 9 people by the fire but only 8 are standing up. In secret if someone had to die I would probably had picked Haron. I got up and crawled to the door of the tent. Lifted one of the flaps. And saw a stand-off between my men and these archer men people who came out of the trees. I look to the fire and I saw a body burning in it but I could not tell who it was. Annoyingly Haron was standing next to Jerrion, Karoon was holding his sword pointing towards the river. Surrounded
They just stood looking at eachother swords and bows drawn, I slowly crept back into my tent,I cross my fingers that they didnt see ne,an arrow slices through the side of the tent. I got a fright.
" Get out Air ,come over here" Haron said, for once I do what he says. I get out and look around, the camp is surrounded. I look at Haron and nod at the fire.
"Oh Jahen got hit, as dead as a rooster and burning on the fire", Jerrion answered my nod for Haron. Oh, Jahen the other hunter, the one who always breaks up fights. I am surprised at how not upset Jerrion is looking, his brother was killed two minutes ago and he doesnt seem to care. He always was good at hiding his feelings, something i am not good at.It was cold and even though it was quiet the rivers flow could be heard behind the camp. " Who are they, what are they waiting for", I asked no one in peticlar. For a moment its silent and think that i just said it in my head but Karoon answers: " They have been following us for a while or rather we have been following them. I saw some tracks yesterday and thought they were still leagues ahead of us. But it seems I was wrong". So they just think we r attacking them, I see. So i guess this will all blow over. I was wrong.
Now the worst thing in a stand off is to be on the weak side and, even worst, then for the other side to realise your weaker. And attack. Arrows flew through camp, swords were clashed. I saw Jerrion fighting a very wet man who probably came from the water. Haron was running around doing pretty much nothing good. While Karoon was killing loads of them with his quick fighting skills. Oh and I basicly was fighting pretty bad cause I was tired, and yes before you say:" Sure you were tired, probably just rubbish" ok i actully was tired, I am normally really good, trust me. Anyway everything is mad and I see Garak, who was kinda leader, sway from his tent. He was asleep before this happened. He looks like he is in a daze. A swordsman runs for him sword rased. I run for him dodging Jerrion and his fighting partner, a different one then earlier, much dryer. Garak doesn,t know whats coming. And i'm not in the mood to do the whole jump infront of sword and get hit and die tragicly in the arms of my friend later, no I am clever. I jump and slide on the ground, get my sword out and swipe at the attackers legs. He sways and falls backwards. I get up. There is method to my madness indeed.
"Well done Air , you saved me" Garak says. Well its my pleasure, thought personally I only saved him cause he is the only one I like around here.
"Well what is going on, swordsman everywhere and those darned archers" he asks.
"Well it is a bit of a war zone" I reply.
"Right ok lets get fight-arh" Garak stands still then sways towards the fire but I catch him before he falls, I dont want another Jahen episode, especially as Garak is more of a friend then Jahen was. I stand him up and look at his back. He has an arrow in his back, I look up just as another arrow comes flying towards my face. Ok well know when your life flashes before your eyes when ur gonna die, well i only got to about my third birthday, because in shock i had let go of Garak and for some reason he didnt fall in the fire but onto me pushing me over. The arrow wizzes over me hitting one of the swordsman in the temple. Hah he hit his own man . Ow i think my legs squished.
I am covered in blood, oh its not mine, it's Garak. I managed to get him to his tent and lay him down with some banadges. Hopefully he will survive. I turn to leave and realise how quiet it has become. Ok so either me and Garak are the only ones alive, the wierd attacking people are dead or another stand off.
I get out of the tent and neither of my statements are true. Well its not a stand off of such and none of the sides are completely dead. A troop of bandits had come and killed most of the archer dudes and the others escaped via the river. I look among the bandits and see Karak, my best friend (Juran)s brother, and Juran himself. I run to him and say:" I am back"
" I can see" he replies.
" Well this is all in a days work, fighting a load of wierd people and surviving", but then i remeber my pretiction," wait aren't we still days walk from camp, why are you here".
Haron interuppted:" Errrr.. Air we are closer then you think this is the river Triborn, I presume you saw blood in the water and came to have a look, Juran".
" Yes, well first the scouts saw some men swimming up stream then a load of blood was coming down we went to help the men but actully it was you who needed help". Hmm, so the men were planning to ambush us, interesting. I get my things from my tent and go tell some bandits about Garak in the big tent, bleeding to death. Then I go to Juran. "So Juran we better be off, Resa will be excited" I say.
"Ok let us go" Juran replied. Suddenly everyone was silent. Even the water seemed silent. Juran looked around: "Whats that noise?". I listen hard and in truth I hear a bellowing roar. "Something is coming" I hear Jerrion say.
Karoon says: " That is water a giant wave of water look the river has run dry" I look and believe it or not the river is dry. "What means?" i ask Karoon, he replies:" That means air, it means..magic" Just as i relised what he said the trees sway and a wave of water metres high rushes into camp. "Run " I hear someone shout as they are swallowed by the wave.
This time I got to my eighth birthday before i came to my senses and ran. I jumped over the fire and past Garak's tent, he had no chance of escape. I turned and everyone was either running or dissapearing into the wave. I kept running jump over roots and tree stumps. The river bed was pretty much clear apart from a threw stones and roots, much quicker then the forest. I jumped into the river bed and run. I realise my mistake emidiately: the water is going faster in the river ditch then in the forest, and the steeps sides mean i can't get back out. I am trapped. I am running as fast as I can. I hear faint cries from behind but i think they are my imagination. I am alone. The wave is very fast. Im dodgeing the roots pretuding the sides of the river bank.
Then I remeber : the waterfall. I skid to a stop a threw hundred yards from the cliff edge. Great double trapped. I must get to higher ground. I see the water coming. I start to climb. I reach over and climb out of the river. Oh yeah. I see the water again. Oh no. It picks me up and im dragged towards the cliff face. This time i get all the way to me becoming bandit leader eight years ago, and im sure i would have got further but the water hit me against a tree knocking me clean out. And everything goes dark. And im sure im dead because noone could survive a twenty mile drop.
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