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The Land of Minsele, and the surrounding islands-More to be added. Please do not change anything without the premission.

TIMELINE

Before recorded history-Tribes roam all over Minsele and are nomads.

Year 1- Scribes in Peral Isle invent the first written language.

Year 25- Trimden Kingdom is the first Kingdom in Minsele

Year 30- Kingdoms in Rimdindale and Mortanspeal form

Year 32- Teramont raids the Mortanspeal coast for the first time.

Year 50- Peral Isle colonizes parts of Mortanspeal and Dorumden

Year 55- Kingdom of Kentrine is Formed.

Year 65- Everyone but Greensharde,Tannermith, and Vectorstron stray from tribal life.

Year 100- Kingdom of Sunmore is formed.

Year 102- Kentrine and Sunmore wage a large war.

Year 109- Outsiders unknown to Minsele land on Canton

Year 120- Kingdom of Dorumden invades Rimdindale

Year 125- Dorumden loses the war and is captured by Rimdindale.

Year 135- Reinmith is colonized by Teramont.

Year 150- 48 year war between sunmore and Kentrine ends.

Year 155- Kentrine captures Greensharde and forms an Empire.

Year 159- Sunmore takes Reinmith and Tannermith small islands.

Year 165- Mortanspeal is invaded by Rimdindale.

Year 175- Rimdindale loses to Mortanspeal and loses Dorumden to rebels.

Year 180- Rimdindale only has half it's originial land and signs peace treaty.

Year 180- Termont sinks Mortanspeal Navy off the coast of Recklin.

Year 181- Teramont navy sacks and burns Coldtown (Old Mortanspeal capital)

Year 185- Teramont civil war errupts with outsiders arriving on its shores.

Year 190- Mortanspeal recovers, Rimdindale takes back it's original land.

Year 192- Caton is captured by Kentrine and added to it's growing empire.

Year 195- Trimden raids Vectorstron coasts.

Year 200- Trimden colonizes Vectorstron and Dorumden's coasts.

Year 210- Trimden Kingdom reaches its pick after taking northern Rimdindale.

Year 215- Reinmith pushes Teramont colonists off its islands.

Year 220- Teramont loses all colonial holdings as civil war destroys it's nation.

Year 225- Teramont civil war ends after the death of the orginial kings son, rebels take the throne.

Year 226- Teramont prepares to renew its conquests.

Year 230- Trimden king dies, it's small empire begins to lessen.

Year 235- Trimden loses all its gained land.

Year 236- Sunmore and the Kentrine Empire entire another war.

Year 237- Sunmore takes Canton from Kentrine.

Year 240- War between Kentrine and Sunmore ends again, Sunmore gains Victory and Canton.

Year 241- Sunmore takes title as Empire.

Year 242- Caton revolts and Sunmore loses title as Empire.

Year 250- Dorumden invades and captures peral Isle, 150 years of free rule is ended.

Year 251- Kentrine captures Canton again.

Year 252- Rimdindale takes some land from Mortanspeal and Trimden.

Year 255- Trimden and Mortanspeal defeat Rimdindale in a short war.

Year 256- Volcano erupts in Vectorstron.

Year 260- Peral Isle takes back it's independence after 10 or 11 years of the yoke under Dorumden.

Year 261- Teramont navy sunk by Reinmith navy when trying to re-colonize Reinmith.

Year 267- Reinmith enters war with Kentrine and takes Emralda and other islands off the coast of Greensharde.

Year 270- War ends between kentrine and Reinmith.

Year 275- Trimden coloinzes a piece of Vectorstron again.

Year 276- Peral Monk order is formed.

Year 285- Most peace in years exists in Minsele.

Year 290- Population in Minsele grows very large.

Year 295- The great cities in Rimdindale and Kentrine are built.

Year 300- Capital of Trimden, Fenheim builds a new quarter of the city on top of the sea.

Year 305- Many Kingdoms across Minsele begin expanding and filling cities as more people move in from the countryside.

Year 310- Kentrine builds colleges in Caton.

Year 325- Peace in Minsele is shattered by Rimdindale invading Mortanspeal.

Year 357- Recklin is captured and Mortanspeal is added to Rimdindale.

Year 358- Dorumden, and Trimden invade Rimdindale.

Year 359- War rages across Minsele's eastern half.

Year 360- Truce is made between Rimdindale and Trimden and Dorumden.

Year 361- Greensharde rebels against the Kentrine Empire after 106 years of rule under their heel.

Year 362- Malamako Greensharden Kings purge Greensharde of Kentrines and declares war on Kentrine.

Year 363- War between Greensharde and Kentrine ends in a draw.

Year 365- Rimdindale renews conquests and takes Dorumden head on.

Year 366- Rimdton is sacked by Trimden but their army is defeated.

Year 367- Laketon in Dorumden is sacked by Rimdalers.

Year 368- Trimden signs treaty of peace with Rimdindale.

Year 369- Greensharde finaly becomes stable, demesticly.

Year 370- Rocktide is captured by Rimdindale, Rimdindale Empire is formed.

Year 371- Rimdindale king dies two days before crowning, his son is crowned in his stead, Congren Firebane.

Year 372- Greensharde attacks Reinmith and captures two of its islands.

Year 373- Greensharde and Reinmith make peace, Reinmith takes back its lost islands and colonizes much of Tannermith which still is inhabitated by tribes.

Year 375- Vectorstron Tribes become more modern then normal "tribes" and can be considered "clans".

Year 379- Trimden breaks pact with Rimdindale and invades.

Year 380- Trimden loses its southern lands.

Year 384- Fenheim is sacked and the Trimdener king killed.

Year 385- Trimden last holdouts and colonies capuitulate and fall into Rimdaler hands, Trimden collapses.

Year 386- Congren announces the entire east of Minsele united.

Year 387- Alf Malamako rises to the throne of Greensharde after the death of his grandfather.

Year 389- Greensharde fights Reinmith a second time.

Year 390- Greenshardes small fleet sunk, Blackenfen sacked, Greensharde makes peace with Reinmith.

Year 392- Sunmore and Kentrine join their Kingdoms after the death of the eldest son of Sunmore, Sunmorian princess and Kentrine Prince marry and the Kingdom is united and transformed into the "Greater" Kentrine Empire.

Year 395- Rimdindale turns down offer of the marriage of their crown prince and a princess of Kentrine.

Year 396- Kentrine patrol is ambushed near Rimdindale border by unknown attackers. Kentrine claims it is Rimdindale.

Year 397- Teramont makes treaty not to attack the Rimdindale empire. Rimdaler sailors imprisoned after killing a magistrates son in Bar fight in Duskenspear.

Year 398- Kentrine vessel sank in retaliation by Rimdindale vessel.

Year 399- Kentrine attacks noblemen and 40 of his men from Rimdindale going to a wedding in western Kentrine by eidsfene. Rimdindale Empire declares war.

Year 400- Largest war in history begins. Rimdindale Royal navy beats Kentrine navy off the coast of Trembale, Rimdindale expendarionary force crushed south of Mannington.

Year 401- Kentrine Army smashes Rimdindale Royal army to bits with heavy cavalry south of Troval.

Year 402- Kentrine Army sacks southernly point and is defeated by Rimdindale's new army.

Year 403- Northern fleet sieges Mannington and sinks remains of Kentrine navy.

Year 404- due to heavy losses, Rimdindale levies troops from Dorumden, Mortanspeal, and Trimden and forms a large army, not part of the Royal army and sets it's sights on Mannington.

Year 405- Mannington falls.

Year 406- Kentrine capital changed to Eidsfene. Rimdindale Empire takes Troval and Norcheg surrenders.

Year 407- Kentrine army makes last ditch defense of Centurine, they are crushed, 2 months later Centruine falls.

Year 408- Northern fleet captures Rossden and most of Canton with it, Rimdindale Army lays siege to Eidsfen and Royal army sacks Trembale.

Year 409- Eidsfene falls, Kentrine Empire collapses.

Year 410- Remainder of the Kentrine Empire surrenders at Sandwave to Congren Firebane and the entire Kentrine Empire is added to Rimdindale who now controls all of Minsele but Greensharde, and Vectorstron.

Year 411- Refugees from all across the old Kentrine Empire (over 4 million) mostly x-soldiers and nobles who didn't switch sides to the Rimdalers go to Tannermith and take over the tribes in Tannermith (2 Million roughly) and establish the Kingdom of Tannermith.

Year 412- Tannermith has many problems domesticly.

Year 415- Greensharde raids Rimdindale shipping.

Year 416- Greensharde is warned and disregards it, Rimdindale Empire declares war on Greensharde.

Year 417- The Leaf war begins and 3 battles are fought at Mecklien field. Siege of Protonale goes badly for the Rimdindale empire after sacking the city and getting smashed back over the river by a relief army. Battle of Swampost ends with a crushing victory for Greensharde. Royal fleet burned at anchor in Becintin by the Ivory Fleet under Reinsmith who declares war.

Year 418-  Ivory Fleet and Northern fleet square off in the Great South Sea, off the coast of Rimdindale, Ivory fleet is routed and goes back to Reins beaten and half destroyed. Northern Fleet Captures Emralda and Greensharden isle chains.

Year 419- Greensharde wins the second battle at Swampost, Northern fleet sinks the entire Greensharden navy in Mosskler lake and lay siege to Mosskler. Reinmith ports are raided and Northbreach repels Rimdindale raids. Ald Malamako is assasinated by assasins, Many believe his Brother Proventus killed him. Greensharde turns over 50% of its land to Rimdindale in exchange for peace.

Year 420- Leaf war comes to a close after Reinmith pays large tributes and war payments for the destruction of the Royal fleet which is reformed. Rimdindale announces victory of the Leaf war. Vector tribes kill 5500 Rimdindale patrolmen in southern Vectorstron.

Year 421- Vector tribes liberate Norcheg and the Clandoms of Vectorstron is formed with the Vector Tribe and Kron tribe at the head along with other major tribes, Declartion of war sent to the Emperor of Rimdindale.

Year 422- Northern Fleet and Royal Fleet arrives in Caton, invasion forces amassed on Teal Isle(west of Trimden) and Canton, Rimdaler Army moved to Mannington, Kentrine villages raided near Vectorstron border.

Year 423- Against other tribes wishes, including the Vectors, Krons and other tribes move south to raid, Rimdindale invasion is launched, Krons army caught by suprise and destroyed south of Norcheg.

Year 424- Norcheg is sieged, Kronaw surrenders to Northern fleet, Monterport sieged by Rimdaler auxilary, Northern army sieges Avern, Northern fleet goes over Land and sieges Vectorburgh. Avern falls.

Year 425- Norcheg surrenders, Vectors destroy a third of Northern Fleet, Rimdindale army ends siege at Vectorburgh, it is burnt to ash, Monterport surrenders, Rovlen surrenders, Last major city, Tragar, falls to Rimdindale empire.

Year 426- Organized warfare ends, most tribes surrender, some continue fighting in the mountians, Hons Grencheg, chief of the Vector tribe is exacuted in Rimton. Wrenvogs switched to Rimdindale during the war, they rule as govenors over Vectorstron, they crush most of the mountian rebels.

Year 427- Congren Firebane announces a close to the War of the Grey Mountians and announces a new era of peace, Greensharde becomes a client state to Rimdindale for safety.

Year 430- Congren Firebane dies of natural causes at age 70, his son Sean Firebane is crowned Emperor at age 26, Empire prepares for a good rain.

Year 431- Sean Firebane marries a Noblewomen from Kentrine.

Year 435- Tannermith takes more Islands from Reinmith, another war begins between the two.

Year 436- War ends again, Reins loses 2 isles and colonies in Tannermith.

Year 437- Tannermith opens trade routes to Teramont.

Year 450- Minsele has a long era of peace.

Year 455- Vector tribes lose most of their idenity from Assimalation.

Year 465- Sean Firebane dies of natural causes at age 61. His son Jon Firebane is crowned at age 20.

Year 467- Emperor of Rimdindale sends word to Peral to join the empire, Peral refuses.

Year 468- Emperor of Rimdindale marries a noblewomen from Canton.

Year 470- War is declared on Peral by  The Empire of Rimdindale.

Year 471-  Northern Fleet blockades Rose Town, Peral's small navy wins a unbelieveable victory over the Royal Navy in Noon Bay due to the Emperor inexperince at sea warfare, Second Battle of Noon Bay leaves the Peral navy in ruins. Rosetown surrenders to Northern Fleet.

Year 472- Siege of Noonvale ends after a week with the surrender of Lady Antusa Greenmeadow, Peral is absorbed by the Rimdindale Empire,  Jon Firebane announces grand victory and says his achievements are as great as his Grand Father Congren, (No one believes this but himself).

Year 475- Monk order in Peral is dissolved by Rimdindale's EMperor.

Year 479- Head of the Monk Order of the Rose (Peral monk order) is hanged in Rocktide.

Year 485-  Emperor of Rimdindale's wife dies, he marries again at age 50, 9 months later.

Year 490- Emperor of Rimdindale taxes Rimdaler Greensharde to near revolt.

Year 491- Teramont raids Reinmiths shores again.

Year 495- Emperor of Rimdindale dies when choking on food at age, his 9 year old son of his new wife is crowned instead of his eldest by his first wife, his name is Kendare Firebane, his mother Lucia Firebane rules in his stead.

Year 496- Riots in Protonale are put down.

Year 499- Lucia Firebane dies of a strange diease (Caused by too many..partners) at age 32. Kendare, a dim witted soul now takes on full role of Emperor at age 13.

Year 500- Emperor of Rimdindale has his empire celebrate his 14th birthday across the Empire.

Year 510- Emperor of Rimdindale grows up to seem to be like his Grandfather Sean.

Year 515- New civil laws are made and living standards improve across the Empire of Rimdindale, to everyones suprise Kendare is not dimwitted or like his Father.

Year 520- Peace is upon much of the Empire, Reinmith finally pushes all Teramont invaders out again.

Year 526- Kendare marries a Dorumden noblewomen and has 9 kids, 7 boys and 2 girls, he is also known to father a few bastards.

Year 530- Tannermith's New King, Andorm Tolge bans worship of all gods and makes all Tannermith children go to school daily.

Year 532- Emperor Kendare Firebane dies hunting bears in Trimden at age 41.

Year 533- Kendares kids plunge Rimdindale into a MAJOR civil war and Minsele is torn to pieces between the 4 living sons of Kendare ( All the rest were all killded by the living brothers).

Year 535- King Tiberous Firebane controls Greensharde, Kentrine, and Sunmore. King Anchours Firebane controls Trimden, Canton, and Vectorstron. King Yoton Firebane controls Peral Isle, Rimdindale, Mortanspeal, and Dorumden and also has the Loyalty of the Royal navy and army.

Year 536- King Tiberous is murdered by assasins in Centurine. The Northern fleet beats the Royal navy off the coast of Noonvale.

Year 537- Tirberous' holdings is taken by Anchours who claims to Tiberous' supporters that Yoton has done it. Battles errupt on the Kentrine-Rimdindale border.

Year 538- The Northern Fleet burns Caringtin in Mortanspeal, Yoton employs the Teramont navy to sink the Northern fleet, The Teramont navy sinks the Northern fleet off the coast of Caringtin.

Year 539- The Royal Navy captures Fenheim and Trimden switchs to Yotons side along with Vectorstron.

Year 540- Riots across Kentrine erupt and Kentrine and Greensharde switch to Yoton. Sandwave is sacked by the Royal army and Duskenspear is sieged by the Northern fleet. All Vector army loyal to Yoton ferries to Caton and begins burning and killing everything in their path, they burn the grand College of Rossden to ash.

Year 545- Trembale is taken and Anchorus is found amoung the dead defenders, Sunmore and Canton switch to Yoton.

Year 546- Emralda is taken, civil war is over. Yoton Firebane at age 40 announces peace in the Empire of Rimdindale.

Year 550- Emperor marries a Peral Isle noble and vows to be peaceful for the rest of his days, he has one son.

Year 555- Teramont King prospects raiding the Mortanspeal coast.

Year 565- Emperor Yoton falls ill with leperce.

Year 568- College of Rossden rebuilt and repaired.

Year 570- Emperor Yoton, on his death bed revives the Order of the Rose in Peral Isle.

Year 571- Emperor Yoton Firebane dies of diease, His 21 year old son Marius Firebane is crowned Emperor of Rimdindale.

Year 572- Capital of The Rimdindale Empire is moved to Chestertown by the Emperor, Some Rimdindale nobles are outraged, Rimton, old capital, falls into decline and many local business' fail.

Year 575- Taxes are raised to its highest ever to pay for the Emperor's palace and other grand items for the emperpor.

Year 577- Revolts in Kentrine and Sunmore erupt. Rebellion in Vectorstron is renewed by a relitive of Hons Grencheg, who led the Vector tribes against Rimdindale during the rule of Congren firebane almost 180 years ago.

Year 580- Mortanspeal revolts, Norbfert becomes a battle ground between loyalists and Mortan rebels.

Year 581- Kentrine govoner Prectus morteran is killed by noblemen who re-create the Kingdom of Kentrine, The Kingdom of Greensharde attacks Rimdindale Empire and takes back lost land, Greensharde also invades Reinmith and takes a piece of its main Island.

Year 585- The Emperor Marius Firebane is murdered by assasins, the empire shatters into fragements and the Firebane line dies after hundreds of years of Rule.

Year 600- After a bloody free for all the nations of Mortanspeal, Dorumden, Peral Isle, Teramont, Vectorstron, Trimden, Rimdindale, Sunmore, Kentrine, Tannermith, Reinmith, and Greensharde stand alone.

Year 605- Canton breaks away from Sunmore and the Kingdom of Canton is formed.

Year 610- All leaders of each faction sign a truce to not attack the other for 20 years.

Year 629- The truce is 2 months from ending and every nation prepares for war and to see who will make their own Empire or even reclaim the old.

The sand was cool between my toes as I cruised on the beach throwing pebbles into the water, I lived in Norrenal, a small town on the south coast in Dorumden. I was 17 at the time, lived on the family farm roughly a mile inland and I had a very peaceful yet dull life style, and I always wished for adventure. Uncle Rammel always talked about adventures and war stories but my father Kyre always said I was to be a farmer and little else. I left the beach and went back to the farm with my boots slung across my shoulder, they would hit my legs as I ran, I leaped over a few fences on the way which divided our many wheat and barley fields. I arrived Home at the farm a little past mid-day and it was past the time all my work I had to do that day was due. Mother was in a fit about it and was very mad. “Where were ye! Ye father’s been looking all over for you to help him in the fields! I had to milk the cow this morning ‘cause you was off wasting time Dole” shouted mother as she carried a bucket of water from the well into the house, I quickly followed her yelling back in the same tone “I need a break from all the work sometimes mum, you and pa are working me to death mum!” I almost lost my footing on the wet floors as I entered the house, it seemed mother was washing the floors…again. “Dole! You need to take control of yourself and do your work!” She yelled pointing to the barn “Go stack the hay your father put in this morning” I went off to my work pouting unhappily, Uncle Rammel probably never had to work, he got to fight battles and go on adventures all the time when he was younger.

I never understood why Mother and Father never wanted me to leave the farm, I was only allowed in town, they almost never let me go to the beach and rarely anywhere else besides the fields for work. I stacked the hay as I was bid and went back to the House where I was about to snatch a muffin until “Dole! Don’t touch my muffins! Get out of here they are for later!” She shouted with a fit. “But mum, I’m starving” I lifted my shirt and pointed at my stomach “Look how skinny I am getting mum!” She pushed me outside and yelled some more “Go tell your father dinner is in 2 hours, go help him with his work in the east fields Dole, do some work for once.” Again I walked off pouting and pondering why mother was always yelling and shouting about me being a little indolent. I went to the east fields where I found my father, covered in sweat as he swung an axe down on a tree, I could hear the exertion in his every breath as he dropped the axe down on the tree, putting all his weight into it. He had broad shoulders and large arms for a normal farmer. He was also one of the tallest men in the town besides Uncle Rammel, “Pa, I’m here to help you with the work” He swung around leaving the axe sunken into the tree. “About time Dole, were you helping your mother all morning? I needed help expanding the field for some fall planting before harvest” He said looking very much out of breath.

“Uhh yeah I was helping mum with a few things” I said trying to think up more excuses for being gone all morning. “Well eh alright, go get the axe over by the cart, I need some help with this last tree and then we’ll use Ronald to get the stump out. Ronald by the way was the only animal on the farm besides 17 chickens, one old cow named Merca, and a few ducks, Ronald was a donkey. “Aye pa, I’ll get the other axe.” I took the axe in both my hands and went over to the tree and began cutting on the other side. Sometimes when I was cutting trees, I always imagined them to be Teramont Pirates or Reinish Corsairs who would come in large waves and raid the coasts which was why mother and father did not like me going to the beach. A long time ago Father and uncle Rammel were called into war by the local official and they had to take up the sword and go fight a Teramont fleet which had attacked and sacked Rocktide and killed the king. I had another uncle named Delgan but he was killed in the war when he was sent secretly into the enemy camp and he ran up to the enemy King to stab him but he was caught and they had his hand burned off but he did not make a single sound of pain so the rumor goes. Then the King let him go out of respect that he could take all that pain. Delgan then told him that there was 500 others secreted in with his troops who had sworn to take his life. The King then lost his nerve and he ordered the army to break camp at dawn and head back to Teramont. Delgan started making his way back to his camp but ran into a Teramont foraging party which did not know he was a freed prisoner and they fought him and he died. As they were leaving the Dorumdeners attacked them as they began loading their ships and pushed them into the sea without half their army.

That was the story uncle Rammel told me, along with many others, he also told me my father was a great warrior and did well but my father never speaks of it. My father began speaking to me as we swung our axes into the tree, “So how was school Dole?” “Oh well it was alright father, we didn’t really do anything” My school was for one day of the week for 3 hours where they taught us very basic math, very basic history and some reading and writing but you would only do it for 4 years and it was by choice. Mother wanted me to do it but father didn’t see the point and he normally never asked about it. “Tomorrow is the Harvest Celebration if you haven’t forgotten pa” I said longingly “I know Dole, Your mother baked a lot of pies yesterday for it” “Well pa, I don’t have to work tomorrow then right?” “No ye don’t Dole, you have no work but you need to help your mother bring everything there and help her set up her stall” I nodded to him as I took another swing, my arms began to get a little sore as did my shoulders, we had been cutting for quite some time and finally the thick short tree came down. Father motioned for the Donkey, so I went and got Ronald and hooked him up to ropes which we tied around the tree stump. Pa told me to stay back as his hit the donkey gentle on the behind and it made some noise and started pulling. We could hear the roots of the stump being pulled out of the ground as Ronald pulled, then all at once it popped right out like a carrot and father had to stop Ronald from running off dragging the thing behind him. After we finished we went home where Mother had prepared dinner. “Dole pass the bread” I passed the bread over to my father, I was lucky my friend Joer said, being that I had no siblings and he had 7. Dinner was a Homely affair, we had beans, bread, pickled cabbage and some chicken. Last of all we had some assorted berry pie which was quite good. That night my arms were very sore from all the cutting and I went to bed quite quickly and dreamed of adventures and other things to come, that night I slept well. The next morning I could hardly wait to get outside. Today was the Harvest fair! I jumped out of bed and ran down stairs where my mother was getting her pies ready. “Dole its late and you are supposed to be at school!” she yelled. “Alright mum I’m going” I grabbed my single book and hugged her and ran out the door and down the road to town which was roughly 2 miles away. I arrived a bit late and went in and sat down. Since I was on my last year there I was seated in the back with 3 others my age. The “School House” was brown, made of logs of wood, and it had 3 rooms. One for the teacher to live in who was also an alchemist as her main job, one room for storage and the big main room for teaching which was just some benches with tables in front. I came in and we were studying “Our town’s history” mainly because of the fair. The teacher saw me sneak into the room and sit down, she pretended not to see me but I could tell. Most of the stuff was boring and I normally just talked with Joer the whole time, he sat right next to me and we were so far back she never heard of talk. “Is your mother making pie this year Dole?” “Aye, that she is Joer” I said smiling. He licked his lips a bit and thought about the pies for a moment. My mother’s pie was very popular in town and she had won 2 or 3 contests in the last few years but sometimes she lost to Mrs. Gallerd who was the wife to the provincial mayor, people claimed she had pies ordered in from Laketon or Rocktide. My Mother’s name was Alihia but most folks just called her Mrs. Fenjor which is my last name. Besides Jeor who sat near me there was Picket who I had a low opinion of, he was heavy set, annoying, and he bullied some of the younger kids, one time he pushed Jeor’s little sister and Jeor broke his nose but that was a few years ago when Picket was smaller but now he is much taller than Jeor and much…wider and Jeor just avoids him as much as possible. The thing that I hate most about Picket is that he always bothers the third person who sits in the back with us. Her name is Larissa Aventag. Now Jeor jokes with me about it and sometimes makes fun of me for it but I think she is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. She is funny, smart, pretty, with long brown hair, all the things that you want, she might even like me a little bit but I am too shy to do anything or even talk to her sometimes. I mean I do but I can’t really say much besides hello, how she was doing, how her day was going, general things. Anyway Picket knows I liked her so he intentional bothers her just to ruffle my feathers. “Dole!” I looked up from my day dreaming about the celebrations to see my teacher standing over me. “Dole can you please tell me how old this town has been around” She looked as if testing to see if I was paying attention which she was. “Oh uhmmm you mean Norrenal ma’m?” I said partly clueless “Yes Dole, how long” I felt a bit embarrassed, and then I took a shot in the dark with a guess, my uncle always said this town is as old as the earth so I said “No one really….knows? She wheeled back a bit with a surprised look “That is partly true but they don’t exactly know how long” Larissa was looking towards me smiling, I smiled back, Jeor jabbed me a bit and pointed outside at the town square where stalls and other things were being set up. He grinned and said “pie” softly and licked his lips again.

The class ended and most of the smaller children ran for either exit. Jeor was in front of everyone, he wanted to get to the pie stands like his life depended on it. I walked out of the back door which lead directly into the square, the village itself was made up of several various buildings. There was the school, Town hall/Town center where the local judge and mayor were. Then there was the village guardhouse next to that and next to that was a Blacksmith/stable, a butcher, a baker, a water mill, which had a small creek connected to it. There was also a brick factory which was the largest building in town, and there was at least 40 to 50 Houses and other buildings in the village, our village was the biggest for a bunch of miles so two smaller hamlets came every year for gatherings. There was also a very large tavern which was a hub for activity mother said she’d beat me if I ever went in there for a drink. Uncle Rammel says drinking is a gift from whoever is upstairs but even I don’t believe that because he is quite the drunk.

There was lights being put up, stalls being set up, some travelling singers and music makers were practicing, the “fake” mages as Pa always says were practicing their disappearing and fire tricks. There was candied apples, cakes, muffins, fresh sugared fruit candies, a big single pig was being brought out of the butcher shop to be cooked on a spit in the middle of it all, Jome, the butcher liked to donate a pig or a goat every year for the fair, smart idea being everyone loves him for it and he’s never short on customers. Besides the singers, and the magic men, and the food, there was a grand teller of tails, there was horseshoes, rock tossing, and some various other games.

“AHAH! Dole! My favorite nephew!” yelled Uncle Rammel drunkenly, as he patted me hard on the back. “Uncle, I am your only nephew…” I said looking at the drunk before my eyes. “Well that there is true lad but if I had another, Yer my favorite!” He started having uncontrollable drunken laughter as he went back into the tavern for a new drink. I quickly hurried home to find mother loading her pies in the cart which Randal was tied to.

“Hello Mum, smells good mhmm.” I said sniffing the cart full of pies. “Dole, go in and get the last stack of pies, don’t taste them though, they are not for you to eat. I did as I was bid after I had a little taste of course. And I helped mother get it to the fair where we unloaded it and set up her stall. “Dole, do you see her over there.” She said pointing at the Mayor’s wife’s stall. “She doesn’t even bake it herself, there all from Laketon’s elegant bakery.” She had the meanest face on and she was staring right at her pies softly saying how terrible and obviously store bought they looked. There was 4 other contestants, The village Baker of course who won once in the last 15 years, The School teacher/alchemist, a little old lady who lived in one of the outlying hamlets. And last of all some newcomer who no one quite knew, he must’ve been from one of the distant surrounding farms. The fair was ran by the mayor with the help of his small staff and the 15 members of the town Guard. Most of them were Vets, they just kept the place safe, arrested thieves and disorderly drunk (Rammel at least twice) and helped out at events like this, they were not warriors. Only one had one man with a bow, and each either had an arming sword or a short spear. Anyway it gave everyone there a piece of mind, the Captain of the Guard was in command of that sort of business but he was short and heavy set and only seemed to enjoy the money. Anyway the festival was about to begin, Father was talking with some friends he only saw a few times a year, Rammel could be heard singing in the tavern with his mates it was a song Teramonts are said to sing on their ships. I found Jeor over by the sugared fruit table, shoving a few in his mouth when the stall owner was not looking (It was all free but there was no eating until it started) He made like a mouse and was going to snatch a candied apple and then “Hey Jeor!” I said as he jumped up terrified. “My goodness dole you little weasel, you startled me.” He said carefully turning around from the puzzled Vendor who was wondering where 19 of his candied fruit went to.

* Ding Ding* A bell in the center of the square next to the cooking spit was rung by the Mayor as he stood on top of a low stool trying to get everyone’s attention. “Alright everyone, welcome to the 189th Norrenal Fall harvest fair!” There was plenty of clapping as the mayor continued with his speech. “I remember when I first became mayor 18 years ago, we were at war, half of you were not here and yet more were with us. Anyway this village has grown from a gathering of hamlets into a thriving hub of small time trade and other such beautiful things! So the governor of this province of the Kingdom of Dorumden has granted us a charter to become a town! Yes folks a town, we will be building a small wooden wall around most of the village and we have funding for some new buildings!” Everyone was cheering now, becoming a town was a big plus for anyone involved in commerce and who wouldn’t feel safer with a nice wall around you? Some people were not so happy, one was my father and most of the other war vets (Besides uncle Rammel who was probably drunk and half asleep in the tavern) most of them had been to other places and there was a reason they settled here and not in Laketon or Crambal, because they didn’t want to live in a town. Although we lived on a farm outside of the limits of the village/town, but father and his friends were very much displeased with the news. “So without further ado let the festival BEGIN!” The mayor got another round of applause as he stepped off the stool. The Pig was put on the spit and the tasting of the pies by the judges began, there were 3 judges. Jome the butcher, Hobblin the owner of the Brick factory who was the richest man in town for obvious reasons. And most of all there was the mayor who indeed loved his pie.

Meanwhile all the boys of 14 or older were gathered around the games (except Jeor who was stuffing his face with food) I walked over to the rock toss. Now I was a strong lad for my age so I was told, I could hurl rocks quite far and Uncle Rammel always said I had my father’s strength and my mother’s wit although I wouldn’t say I was very smart at that time at least. Anyway when I saw Picket going to do it I jumped up to challenge him. “Hey Picket come over here” I said “What do you want?” He said with a lazy stare “I want to whop you in toss the rock.” I said staring him down. “Oh yeah bring it on kid, I’ll mess you up” So we went to the rock tossing, Jeor at this point was watching, I heard him say something to me but the food he was eating blocked any his speech. I picked up a rock at random, Picket grabbed the biggest just to show how strong he thought he was but of course he was not weak. Most of the kids were watching including Larissa probably but I did not see her so I knew I couldn’t mess this up now. Picket stepped far back and began running forward both hands on the rock, he lifted it up and threw, but just as it started leaving his hands he tripped and fell flat on his face and everyone laughed uncontrollably at him, yet his rock flew in the air none the less and soared to a mark that was above average. Now Picket was the butchers son so I knew he possibly never worked more than a few days in his life so my aim was I could hurl something heavy further even though I was not of his size in………width and stature. I backed up far, and I tried to avoid the dew puddle Pickets foot found so I backed up far and began running towards the line with the rock over my head, I hurled it with little struggle and it soared through the air, I felt as if time froze and everything was in slow motion as the rock glided until it thudded to the ground, it was 2 to 5 inches past Pickets rock! Picket at that moment shrilled “REMATCH!” he was furious “Nope, too bad picket, you lose” Picket curled his fist as if getting ready to hit me. The person in charge of the game called it fair and told Picket to calm down. He stomped off in anger, he always got mad when he was out done in anything he thought he was the best at which was normally everything.

Jeor ran over to me, this time without a stuffed face. “Hahaha, Dole you old weasel, you beat porky the pig good there!” He was doing almost a little jig. “Well he asked for it, I mean you hear him every day how he goes on about how strong he is.” I said curling my bottom lip. “Well Picket is just an old windbag who thinks he is king” Jeor said. We went over to the pie contest which by now was a loud hustle and bustle, the judges were about to announce a victor. They all spoke to one another in hushed whispers, father was standing next to mother to make sure she didn’t go off on the mayor’s wife if she lost which she threatened to do one year. “I am telling you Kyre, her husband will vote for her pie for sure.” Rammel had woken up from his drunken nap and was coming outside with some of his drinking buddies, he went over to me with a smirk “So I hear you beat poor little Picket in the rock throw?” He said. “Well he asked for it, every day in school he goes on about how much stronger he is then everyone else.” “Well Dole, sometimes you just have to let things go, even if Picket doesn’t want to, nothing will be done by trying to humiliate him” He said, looking to his left. “Why wouldn’t it Uncle?” I said clueless of his point. “Because he is looking at you right now like a piece of bacon.” At that point he directed my eyes over to a Picket red in the face glaring at me in his anger across the square, looking as if he was sizing me up for when his fork would go into me.

The judges had made their choice, the mayor stood up looking a bit grim and glancing over a bit at his wife who had her hands together as if about to pray. “The winner is…………. Alihia Fenjor” My mother almost gave a little skip as she came up to the table to receive her ribbon, the mayor’s wife looked as if she was making plans to do away with her husband as she stamped off to her house. My father was then challenged by Uncle Rammel in rock toss which they playfully went and did, Rommel lost due to being a little drunk. The sun was reaching the hills and it was time to dish out the pig! They made two big lines on each side for everyone wanted some of the ham. They also set up a dance floor in a VERY large warehouse which had been emptied for the festival. The singers and music players began playing and the mages started putting on their shows with their powders to make fire different colors. There was also an old man telling frightening stories to the small children by a bonfire. And of course a good portion of men were in the tavern drinking and singing again (Of course including Uncle Rammel) I and Jeor were by the cinder kegs just talking about the Knight that came into town next week who happened to also play a flute. “No Dole, real knights fight people, have giant maces and a big horse which they use to fight in wars” In my opinion he made an excellent point but I liked to argue just for the sake of it. “Alright then why did he have armor and a sword, he had a horse too” I said “Well no still, the town guard has swords and armor and does that make them knights, anyway the horse he has is weak and under fed” “No you don’t get the point though Jeor, the town guard has tiny swords when he has a big sword, they have leathery looking armor and he has shiny plated armor AND he has a knight helmet with a big feather on top” Jeor tried to think of something else “Well whatever, knights don’t play flutes!” I laughed as he shook his head filling his cup up with cold cinder. “Alright then know it all, if you’re so smart, why don’t you go ask Larissa to dance hm?” I kind of froze when he said it, took me a moment to produce words “um…um well no you know I can’t do that, we’ve been over this before, haven’t we?” “OH come on Dole, look at her sitting all alone flipping through a book just waiting for you to go ask her to dance.” He had a point, this would be my best opportunity to do it but I was just too nervous, I had butterflies in my stomach and I didn’t even say I was going to, and I just felt scared, more scared than ever before. “Dole, don’t be a wuss” He said smiling “I am not a wuss, you’re a wuss” I said frustrated with his comments “Relax, you don’t have to if you don’t want to but I think I should point this out to you before anything occurs.” He said with a mile wide grin “What are you talking about?” I said again, clueless “It seems Porky is out to do you in” We both looked and saw Picket staring at me from across the warehouse not too far from Larissa and then he did something that made me want to break both his chubby arms, he looked right at her and then at me with an evil grin, I knew what he was planning. “So if I was you mate, not that I’d want to be you in this position because I would’ve already done it, I’d go get her before Porky tries” “She would never” I said in denial “How would you know? Picket could be very convincing, who knows maybe she will out of pity and then porky will pull a fast one if you get my meaning hehe.” Jeor sipped his cider again still grinning “Jeor I can’t” I was terrified, but if I didn’t there was a chance picket would try to dance with her and who knows what could happen if she said yes.

“Dole, sometimes you have to tell life you don’t care and go for it, you got to jump off the cliff and close your eyes and say I’m not afraid of what you are sending to me, you got to make your own choices if you want to reap the rewards, so go and reap the rewards.” I thought to myself for a moment, when did Jeor become a poet? “Where did that come from?” I said “Oh jump off a cliff or telling life you don’t care?” He said proud of his phrase “Never mind, anyway I cannot do it, it’s too risky” I said shaking my head. “ Hey, she likes you too you know, maybe if you talked to her more you’d get that, anyway I got your back Dole, I will fix this problem.” I sat thinking what he was doing as he got up and started walking towards Larissa, and then it hit me and it hit me hard, I got up and started filling my mug very slowly with cider as if I was busy, I couldn’t believe Jeor was doing this to me. Meanwhile the music was still playing and the festivals were still on for 3 more hours. The butcher decided that when the pig was almost gone, he would also donate a goat! Everyone was pleased to hear this and another yet shorter line was made where the goat was almost finished.

I sipped my cider slowly trying to keep my head off it, I did not even want to look over but I did and I saw Jeor talking to her. Picket was nowhere to be seen, I took it as it was time to go see if there was any pig left. I exited the warehouse in a slight hurry and as I exited I ran right into Picket who clothes lined me. I hit the ground with a thud and tried getting up and once I did I saw I was surrounded by 2 other boys. Galen, and Doffer who were Pickets only friends, they were a year younger than me and they were the Grandsons of Galen Yuffel who ran the tavern. They were lean and known for being nuts. “Well Dole, seems you wondered into the wrong alley, what’s the matter did I hurt you?” I looked up at the kid imagining him roasting on a spit. “Go soak your head picket” “GRAB HIM!” He shouted and his friends tried grabbing my arms, I swung back and hit Galen right on the nose which he then tumbled down yelling “OUCH! He broke my nose, that rat!” Doffer kicked me in my knee which gave out and the he put me in a head lock and wrestled me to the ground. “I got him good and tight Picket, he’s all yours.” Picket grinned and drew back his arms. “Wait” I said “How about you fight me fair Picket, what aren’t you man enough?” And then picket stepped back a moment and said “If I did that Dole, we know who’d win so guess what, we’re doing it MY WAY!” and then his foot slammed into my stomach, I didn’t catch my breath yet and then Galen had gotten back up and punched me on the cheek “That’s for breaking my nose you piece of trash!” I flinched and I could feel the bruise forming on my cheek. “Hit him again picket! Hit him in his face!” shouted Doffer, Picket went to hit me but I lifted a foot up and slammed it into his hip, he lost his place and fell. Galen then hit me twice, once in the shoulder and again in the same place he hit me before. I was near going black when all of a sudden I heard a certain voice. “Hey Doffer, drop the kid, last I checked he isn’t your punching bag.” Picket and Galen whirled around to see Jeor Grinning wide holding a very large stick. “Go away Jeor this is none of your business!” Shouted Galen “Oh well you have my friend there so yeah it is my business so how about you go run away now and find your daddy before you get hurt “HE BROKE MY NOSE!” He shrieked “After you tried grabbing me!” Doffer said in my ear “quiet or ill put you to sleep” “Well boys, I never did like you much anyway” Jeor went right up to picket who was going to turn and run and knocked him in the stomach which he fell over instantly in pain. Galen took hold of the stick and stomped on Jeor’s foot and Jeor then gave him a very light punch on the bridge of his nose. Galen fell on the ground crying as he grabbed his nose. Doffer started tightening down on my neck so I jammed my elbow between his arm and grabbed his head with my other arm and since he was lighter than me, swung him around and tossed him into the wall. He jumped up ready to hit me but then saw Jeor standing in front of me with the club readied. “I think you should go, or I can give you the same feature as your brother.”

Doffer saw Picket running off so he called it quits and pulled up his brother and went home. I needed a little help up but I was mostly just out of breath besides a bruise or two. “You alright Dole, do you need me to get you to your dad?” Jeor said “No I’m fine, what I need is a mirror or something to see how bad my face looks” I said curling my lip. We found a mirror over by the cider barrel, the bruise was small and it had a tiny cut next to it as well, it was not so bad. The bruise and pain in my one leg was worse but it was not noticeable. “So how did things go with Larrisa, what did you say?” I said looking at my face in the mirror. “Well I asked her how her night was going, asked if she needed a dance partner, then she asked me how you were doing, and then I had to take a leak and that was it.” He said grinning as normally. “WAIT you did not ask her to dance with me?”

“Of course not, what gave you that idea? I merely buttered her up for you, anyway didn’t I say she asked how you were doing?” “Wait really?” I said joyfully. “Yeah she wondered if you had a dance partner tonight…” He looked at me staring with a big grin I didn’t know what to say. “Well I still can’t Jeor, you know me you know I’ll mess up.” Jeor’s grin went to a frown “Maybe I should’ve let porky finish you off in the alley hm? Come on man up and go take care of business.” I sat looking at the floor for a moment and I just said forget it. “Alright I’ll do it man, I’ll get it done” Jeor went back to his grin “I’ll give you a hand if you need it” He walked off keeping an eye on me. I was so nervous as I walked across the floor towards her, I felt my heart pounding as I got closer and closer. She didn’t even look up from her book and I was right next to her and then “Hey Dole, whatcha up to?” She looked up with her big hazel eyes and I felt so embarrassed and had no idea what to say besides hello. “Uhhh Hello Larissa, how is your evening?” She smiled back “It’s alright I suppose, no one has asked me to dance yet so I am just sitting here all alone.” It was my best opportunity but I couldn’t. “Okay well have a nic…” I was interrupted by Jeor who popped in “And he wants to know if you’d like to dance.” She smiled at me and lifted up her hand for me to take “Sure, although I am a dreadful dancer” I was still very nervous and on edge. “Oh that’s fine, I’m not very good myself” That was a lie, I had always gone dancing every year at every fair, just not with a girl. Now the dance that we did was not something someone from the city would know, it is a lot of twirls and foot work and if you don’t know it you’ll mess up bad. She ended up stepping on my shoe and I almost fell but she caught my arm and she was overly apologetic “Dole I’m so sorry, I told you I was a clumsy dancer” I didn’t want her to feel bad “No it was probably my fault.” She looked out of breath “Do you want to sit down?” She nodded her head still trying to catch her breath. I handed her a cup of cider which she sipped slowly. “So I have one important question for you Dole.” Oh no questions, I hated answering questions to girls, made me more nervous then I already was. “Go ahead, shoot” She smiled “Well why don’t you ever talk to me in class?” I stared down at the floor like I was looking for the answer there.

“Um frankly I have no idea” She giggled this adorable giggled which made me blush, I felt so weird and strange, like a different person. “Now that you asked, I have to ask” She giggled again “Shoot” “Who told you that you were a dreadful dancer?” She rolled her eyes “My sisters do, say I dance like a troll” I was surprised anyone would call her a troll, even her sisters although I was an only child so I did not know how the brother and sister thing worked very well. “Oh Dole, it’s very late for me, I have to go home, do you mind?” I nodded left to right “No it’s fine go ahead, I’ll see you in class” She smiled right at me and waved as she left the building. I felt it went alright but I wasn’t sure if I made a fool out of myself. I guess anyone watching could’ve told me. Jeor came up right after with a hail of questions. “Jeor nothing happened she just laughed at a joke or two, said I’d see her in school the end” He patted me hard on the back “Hey that is better than nothing, good work” The Music started dying down, some people were going home and I figured it was time to go. “Hey I’ll see you later Jeor, I got to go.” He nodded “Alright I’ll see you tomorrow, we can go fishing” “Sure Jeor, see you then” I went to the square where my parents were loading the cart for the short trip home, Randal was hooked up to it. “Dole, how was the dancing?” “It was good Pa” I helped him finishing loading up and mother came, I lay in the back as the cart started going, some music could still be heard from the tavern and a few campfires and lights were still on. I had a very fun and enjoyable night.

When we got home I was fast asleep, my father must’ve woken me up, I walked up stairs and fell flat on my bed. For a while I was awake, thinking a little bit about Larissa and the festival.

Very early that morning right before the sun came up I was woken up from my slumber by crackling noises and some shouting, I jumped up and looked outside and I was struck with horror. The barn was on fire! 3 men holding weapons were looting the chicken coup and several more were running about in the yard, one banging on my door. There was one thing to do, I ran downstairs carrying an axe for cutting trees, I found father about to go outside with his sword and shield he had taken off the fire place. “Son protect your mother and stay inside.” My mother was teary eyed and terrified. I looked outside the window as father fought the raiders, I realized now by the emblem on their shields that they were Teramonts! Uncle Rammel had described their symbol many times to me. A spiral like whirl pool, father opened the door and caught the one banging on it by surprise and came down on his neck with a side cut. Three more ran at him, he deflected a spear and rammed his sword through ones chest, than he kicked out another’s knee and parried the other. Father seemed to be doing well until ten more came running down the road. I felt a hand grab me by the shoulder just then, it was mother “Dole, go to the back coral and get on Ronald, now go before it’s too late, get help from Norrenal. I knew what I had to do, I tossed the axe in a haversack and ran out the back and jumped on Ronald our donkey. I smacked his behind and we were off, I rode up over the hill behind my house, I could hear the clinging and dinging of swords as I rode as hard as the donkey could be pushed. It took me a while but I was almost atop the hill where Norrenal was below of, I thought I could see the sun rising in the west which was strange because it was also behind me. And then I came over the rise and froze, even Randal stopped breathing. Norrenal was burning, I could hear screaming and metal hitting metal, I saw the buildings aflame and I could hear the shrieking of women, and men running about with swords and torches in the town. Everyone I thought I knew that night was dead or gone, my entire 17 years of life was all but a memory. My life was at an end I could feel it, why did this happen to me. There was one last thing to try and do, save my parents. I rode Randal hard, faster, I felt him begin to weaken, he fell to the ground and refused to move not far from my house, I ran the rest.

When I saw it I felt hot wet tears roll down my cheeks, my House was burning, my barn, the coral, the shed, even the chicken coup, I didn’t see mother or father, they must be dead I knew it, everyone I loved was gone, everything I loved was gone. Nothing was left to bring me happiness or joy. “Eh Boy” I turned and saw 3 Teramonts standing behind me, in a fit of rage I pulled the axe from my haversack and swung at his head but he jumped back, I then sent it straight into the foot of the one next to him. He yelled in pain, his companion whacked me over the head with a club and I was near blackness. Several more ran over from hearing the screams, one had a big feathered helmet. And he roared orders at them, “Take him to the ship!” The last thing I saw was the bottom of a Teramont boot.

“Quick learner” He grabbed my face with his hand and pulled it up to look into my grey eyes, I looked straight back, he didn’t waver or stop his gaze, “Move him into the villa” The Guards nodded and took me upstairs and put me in a room which looked rather meager but it had a bed and I flopped on it. Not a moment later the Master came in with 4 guards, “From now on I will command and you will obey, I have business with rivals in town, I am running for mayor of Seabale, help me in getting it and I’ll free you and 4 others.” I couldn’t believe my ears “What would you have of me?” He grinned an evil grin “Kill someone.”

I was pushed outside the villa where I was sent back to my work, the guards were no longer pushing me as they did before. I continued moving boxes onto the carriage, “Mehon, you inclined to busting out?” He nodded as he lifted a large brown box “I would” I smiled “We’ll talk at dinner.” I had accepted the offer and I was to go into another Villa and pretend I was his slave and then go into the Villa and kill him. I would be given a knife, an escape plan, a horse to tie up nearby and the location of his room and how many guards he had but I had no intentions of doing it for it was a death sentence, no wonder he was going to make a slave do it, expendable.

My arms ached with soreness and I had to stop for a while, Mehon nodded side to side “Come on Dole, is that all that’s in you?” “Yes it is” At that moment the bell rang and I got up and headed to the barn and then as I walked towards it, one of the slaves that was already there took off running out into the woods, I did not know him but the guards sounded the alarm and locked all of us in the barn. I went in with Mehon behind me and we came over to Jeor who was waving us over, he was drawing the complex in the dirt with a stick “Here is the villa, the barn, the houses, and then the guards place, now there is only two ways off this place and that is the road we came and a back trail, oh and the waterfall” He drew each thing in the dirt “Well the guards place is right next to that trail so we can’t go that way lad “ said Elberl I thought as they argued about the waterfall and then it hit me “If we try the road we will be caught like the one who ran off!” said Jeor, “Eh no I disagree lad, if we…” In interrupted Elberl “How about this, how far is the waterfall?" Jeor thought for a moment, “twenty feet perhaps?” I nodded “Good, how deep at the bottom?” Again he thought about it “Well it’s a pretty large pond and the waterfall falls in the center? Do you want to go down the waterfall?” I smiled “Yes I do” Elberl’s face turned into despair “Are you joking lad? We’ll all die going down that thing” I put my hand on his shoulder “Have a little faith, Jeor find out for sure what the drop size is and throw some rocks down the test” He scratched his head “Alright mate but I don’t know if it’ll work” “It will work if you get the measurement, in the meantime you guys think up a backup plan” I walked over to Larissa to leave the others to the plans. Even when she looked all tired she was still beautiful, I still had butterflies in my stomach every time she came next to me or spoke to me. “Hey Dole” She said depressingly sitting against the barn wall “Hey Larissa, you feeling okay?” She pushed her long hair to the side “Mhm, just tired” “Yeah me too, they worked me really had, but don’t worry we came up with a plan to get out of here” She looked up at me “What plan?” “Well it is not very developed but if the waterfall is not too far down and there is enough water in the pool below it we can try taking the risk and jumping in.” She smirked “Who made up that plan?” I took her hand and pointed her finger at my arm “Oh right, I knew you’d make the foolish plan” She giggled “Alright tell me what’s so foolish about it?” She thought for a second “That you trusted telling it to me” I laughed “Should I be afraid of what you’ll do?” She nodded “Terrified” and we both laughed. “Mind if I use you as a pillow while I sleep?” She smiled up at me “Sure I don’t mind” She laid against my arm and fell asleep quite quickly and Mehon came over “So what’s the plan I heard you talking about?” I smiled “Sit down” He said down opposite to Larissa “Tell me, why do you want to know the plan?” He shrugged “Why wouldn’t I, I want to escape” I signaled for him to whisper “Shh not so loud, alright here is the plan, we plan on going to the stables and stealing horses and riding down the main road into the woods.” He looked puzzled “That it?” “Well we will set one of the buildings on fire to make a distraction “Hm alright does not sound too bad a plan.”

“That all you require Mehon?” He nodded slowly “Yep that is about it, I’ll see you later on” “Alright” I watched him carefully as he walked off, I knew not to share the plan with anyone I did not trust, who knows if he will go tell the master for some sort of reward. Now I needed to find other more trust worthy people to reel into the plan, yet most of the people where young or I had no idea who they were but I decided it was time to make new friends. Suddenly the bell rang and the guards came in shouting “OUTSIDE!” We were marched outside where a makeshift hanging was about to take place, the slave had been caught and he was sitting on a horse with a rope around his neck tied to a tree. “Slaves, behold your fate if you try escaping from you’re good master! Grachi Vernouis!” Everyone was silent as they slapped the horse, time seemed to stop as I saw life drain from the boys eyes. He looked 14 or 15, the poor lad was torn from this world for living in a place known to be raided, I suppose. Larissa was crying and she leaned on my shoulder as she sobbed, it  was a reminder to me that these people were sick and cruel and I was also reminded of what happened to my village and my farm, I would make them hurt as they had hurt me someday.

Dinner was served, it was Bread and cabbages soup which was better than just bread. I sat with my friends not talking much, they were pointing out which guards could be more easily over powered and which ones to watch out for on escape day which I decided to set in 3 days at the least. I scanned the barn for anyone who I knew from my area that might be able to help. I saw a girl, I thought maybe 28 sitting by herself, I do remember she was at my school the first year I was there. She had red hair, she was my height and by all accounts pretty but I erased that from my mind or at least tried to. I walked over and sat down next to her, “Hey” I said she looked up surprised “Hello?” I put out my hand “Name’s Dole” “Mertia” She said trying to hold back a little smile. “So how you holding up, the fields must be hard work?” She nodded side to side, “No not as hard as you’d think, I did it back home before this” I found some common ground to work on “Yeah me as well, they killed my parents and burned everything around me including my home” “Oh I’m so sorry” “Thanks but no reason to be sorry” She played with her hair a bit “So I wanted to know if you would like to join in our break out attempt?” “Of course, how are we going to do it?” I scratched my chin and came to the conclusion she was trustworthy but just in case “We are going to go back down the back way, the back trail after we steal  some horses and then we will ride down to the river where we will make our escape, and as a distraction we will set the fields on fire.” She looked in agreement. “That could work, sounds like a good plan, why are you telling me this?” I tried to think of something good “Oh well I just tend to include nice people in nice escape plans.” She laughed “Yeah alright, well thanks I’m in” I shook her hand “Alright, come over to our little plan circle in a bit” I said with a grin “Sure plan circle” She smiled back.

I went back over to my friends who had finished eating, Larissa had fallen asleep again and I laid down nearby where Jeor, Elberl, Hemure, Corause, and someone I had never seen before was. “Who’s this fellow?” Jeor was about to speak “Name is Cranton” He extended his hand, he had a large scar under his ear and he was as hairless as it gets, he seemed to be age 35. “Cranton, how come you are here when did you get captured?” “Same day as all of you, I was a vender who came for the fair, I sold honey cakes from Laketon?” Jeor chimed in “You remember right, I took some cakes off his cart when he turned around?” Then I remembered him, his face did look familiar. “Alright, I guess you already told him the real plan?” Jeor nodded “Hm Okay well I got two on board, one seems trustable but the other does not” Elberl looked concerned “Who are they?” “Mehon is the first, I trust him the least, he is huge though, and then there is this girl, a few years older than me, red hair, she seems trustable but can’t tell for sure” Elberl poked the ground with his fingers “Well we need more besides me, you, Jeor, and Cranton” “What about Larissa?” Elberl looked her way and back at me “No I mean to do the heavy lifting, to get others down the waterfall, able bodied people, whether we want to avoid it or not we might have to fight off some of the guards when they pursue us but the tree’s will give us the edge.” I nodded in agreement “Alright but we can’t leave anyone behind, no one who wants to have their freedom, is that clear?” Everyone agreed. Afterwards I went and sat against a barrel next to Larissa who just woke up “Hey Dole” I waved at her and she laughed “That’s not funny stop” I grinned “Then why are you laughing?” She tried to think of something clever “Because I saw your face” I made as if I was crying “Ouch, you hurt my feelings” We both laughed, “I’m joking, I would never laugh at you if you were ugly” I thought of something clever too “So you do not think I’m ugly?” I said curious to her answer, looked like she froze a bit “Uhhh…” “I’m joking you don’t have to answer” She giggled “By the way are you sure you want to jump off a water?” She made it look like she was thinking really hard “Only if you jump first” “Sure” Mehon came over at that second “Dole, I found 2 others who want to join, Drisky and Klab” They stood behind him, I eyed them both, one was 14 and the other the same “Where are you two from?” They looked at one another “Village near Norrenel, called Andstine” I had heard of the place, it was a collection of some houses and a fisher on the coast, probably got hit first before us I figured. “Alright go over to Jeor and he’ll fill you in” They went and did as I said and I laid back down against the barrel “Oh so we are the King now?” I looked at her puzzled “King?” “Yeah you are ordering everyone around” She said with a smile. “Hey I haven’t told you what to do?” She made a fist and bumped my arm, “Yeah because you know I’ll hurt you if you do” I laughed intentionally “Like you could give me a bruise” “Want to find out?” She looked serious “No I’m kidding you’d turn me into dust” She smiled successfully “Can I go to bed your majesty?” “Sure, only if you don’t call me king” She already tuned me out before I said it. I felt a little like I was at home when I was talking and joking with her but then realization would always hit me and I’d realize that I was in a dangerous place surrounded by dangerous people. That night I had a nightmare I was unable to remember.

The bell rang loud and the guards were louder and more aggressive than the day before. We were given oatmeal and sent out to do our work. My job for the day was to build a small walking bridge at the creek so you could cross from the fields on that side, over to the buildings. Mohon and I dragged some logs over for a bit where Drisky and Klab lined them up and then caked it in mud and clay, we were slogging in mud knee deep, and the water was ice cold against my skin as it rushed past my legs, I could feel the muscles in my arms strain to their breaking point as I picked up a log and place it, almost crushed my fingers. We had been doing it for roughly an hour and I needed a quick break so I walked down by the waterfall not far off and threw some pebbles down and then some bigger rocks and came to the conclusion the water was at least 12 feet in the center, if we landed right we would be fine, if you didn’t the worst would be a twisted ankle, as try to avoid the cliff face, it was a good 18 foot drop, maybe even 20. I returned to the little bridge and we were almost done, Drisky slipped and fell into the water but I pulled him up. “Thanks Dole” I nodded “Did you guys hear about what the master is doing later today?” I was clueless “What is he doing Klab?” He itched his head “I heard he is inviting a bunch of people over for some sort of celebration, I think it is a Teramont religious thing.” I had no idea what it was, all I knew is they prayed to a mountain with a fire lizard inside. “The worse part though is that they sacrifice slaves to the fire Lizard “Really!?” He shivered “If you think that is bad, they give you a weapon and make you fight an animal and if you win they take your place as the sacrifice to the fire Lizard” I was suspicious “How do you know all this?” He looked around for an answer “I heard it on the slave ship here from other prisoners.” I was still a bit weary of him, Klab sounded like he was lying. Mohon threw more logs down “Let’s get this done before lunch, I don’t want to be standing in this icy cold water all day” We ended up finishing the walking bridge in time for lunch, it was surprisingly not so bad, it was eggs and bread, not a feast fit for a king but it was better than what we normally got.

Mertia came over to me while I was eating “So this plan you told me, not the real one?” I looked at her faking a puzzled face “It is my only plan.” “Mohon asked me if he knew who was setting the fire when we go down the main road, but you said the back…” I had an idea “What did you tell him?” “I said I did not know” This was good, she told him nothing about the plan I told her. “I told him a different plan because I think he might be working with the master” She came to a face of understanding “Alright, just let me know about that sort of thing ahead of time” “Will do ma’am” She turned around with a smirk “Did you just call me ma’am?” I was confused, she looked at least 28, she looked really mature so naturally I thought that was the right thing to say. “Umm, Sorry I thought uhh well you are just very mature” She looked at me with this face that scared me. “I’m 20, not 30, why does everyone think that I am 30?” I was puzzled “Oh well I am sorry I am not saying you look 30 I meant like maturity umm yeah” She started laughing uncontrollably but I didn’t get the joke “What is so funny?” She tried to stop herself “I’m sorry I had to do that, I was just messing with you it’s fine” I was relieved “Oh alright, so you are 30?” She gave me that face again and we both started laughing but just then the guards started shouting for us to get into the barn, I was still not use to the treatment.

Several of us were summoned outside after everyone else got inside the barn. The master had 10 of us lined up facing him, I was one of them, he walked past me and whispered “You are still doing it correct?” I just nodded yes with cool and calm cold eyes which he reflected, he said one word “Good” he walked back a little and addressed all 8 of us. “All of you will be helping me in the villa tonight at my party, none of you will deny my guests anything, if they tell you to get them wine you’ll do it, if they tell you to tell a joke you’ll do it, everything they desire.” He waved his hand and the guards herded us inside where the House slaves which I had never met before worked. “Hey, you there big guy” I turned curious as to who called me big guy and I saw a little old lady yelling out orders “I want you to go bring the ale into the cellar, there is barrels out back in the cart. She was in charge of the slaves within the Household, they had a special name for them. I and some guy I had never met before started unloading the cart as a guard watched us as he dozed off in a chair. “Name’s Dole” I extend my hand to him before he picked up the barrel “Berisk” He said as he shook my hand, we continued unloading the barrels as I spoke to him in a hush whisper “So Berisk, ever thought of escaping” He looked at me slowly “How’d you know?” I was puzzled “Know?” He made a sarcastic face “That I was going to bolt after we unloaded the barrels” I laughed “Sorry but they’ll catch you, if you want to get away you need to come with me and my friends, we have a plan and everything” He stopped and looked interested “Tell me what it is” I put the barrel I was carrying down “Alright but you can’t say a word to anyone, the day after tomorrow we are going to go and escape by using the waterfall, it is not as high as everyone thinks and the pool at the bottom is very deep so if we jump right in the center we should be fine, the master’s guards will take at least a half hour to get down to the waterfall and that is if they aren’t all drunk or asleep with they will be one of the two or both so we have almost 2 hours head start, meanwhile we are going to set one of the warehouses ablaze” He nodded “This is good I’m in” I studied him a bit and knew I could trust him, he seemed like one of those people who hated authority and didn’t like being told what to do. So altogether in our little group was Jeor, Elberl, Hemure, Corause, Drisky, Klab, Berisk, myself, Larissa, Mertia and Mohon, Mohon I did not trust. I felt we still needed more people for the escape and I pondered it as I brought in the last barrel of ale. “Big guy come here” Not this lady again I thought to myself

“Yes ma’am?” “Go out there and see to the guests and bring this tray out to the lady in green dress” I did as she said, all the while cursing under my breath, I felt the gaze of the guards everywhere I stepped foot. I walked into a very large main room with tables and couches and all sorts of things, there was carpet, nicely painted walls, and there was at least 50 guests all seated or standing up talking, there was music and talking and plenty of food, I saw the master speaking to some of the guests. I brought the tray over to a table where there was two women seated, one in a blue dress and one in a green one, they both looked mid-twenties with brown hair put back, I handed I placed the tray down silently, she gave me a warm smile “Hello, who might you be.” “Dole” She looked at the food “Do you think I should eat this fattening food?” I looked down at the salad “No?” She looked at her friend “See, if I eat this it will make me fat!” Her friend kind of smacked her forehead in frustration “It is salad, come on, I eat it all the time and I’m skinner then you!” She refused to eat it “Bring me something that won’t make me look like a cow”

Back in Dorumden, you ate what you got because what you got was mostly all you had, not just did these people enslave other human beings and treat them as animals, they were picky eaters. I walked back into the kitchen with the tray, “Ma’am” The old lady turned around and looked displeased upon seeing the tray “Why are here back here with that?” I cleared my throat, a bit nervous “The lady said she wants something else?” The old lady took the tray and gave me another tray of food. “She better want this one, you make sure she takes it.” I never imagined serving people at a dinner as a slave one month ago, I went back into the large room. I brought the tray to the lady again whose friend was up getting drinks “Oh look who is back” She looked at me with strange eyes “Here is you’re tray ma’am” She took it and kept looking at me with a half-smile, almost friendly until I realized it seemed like a lustful gaze, I was about to hurry away when the master came up to me. “You come with me” One guard stood next to him, hand on the pommel handle of his sword as just a reminder to me, I followed him as he went into a back room but we could still see the whole room “See that man over there, fat, bald, purple and red outfit” I saw the man laughing and drinking with 4 other men and 3 women “He is the man you will kill in three days” I tried hiding my expressions as he spoke to me “Are you sure you can do it?” “Yes” I had not the slightest intention to do it, intended on being far away from this accursed place. “Continue you’re duties, we will speak more on the day you will do it, after that you are free” Even though I would be free I couldn’t take the life of someone who never did anything to me and it was not the right thing to do.

I lined up with Berisk and 3 other male slaves in the main room “Why are we lined up like this Berisk?” “No idea” Berisk looked about my age but I couldn’t tell with his facial hair. Then the music stopped and the master stood in front of us “Friends, family, fellow countrymen! Today we celebrate our god Zycron, the Fire Lizard (There was several names for the fire lizard) and in his honor I will host something I feel you’ll all find most amusing. We were all given jester clothes “You’ve got to be joking….” Said Berisk as it was thrown down in front of him “Put them on” said a guard who stood in front of us with his sword drawn an inch. I slowly slipped it over my black cotton shirt and black cotton pants, it was hot under the clothes and then I put on the jingly jester’s hat. The entire crowd was laughing quietly as they saw us all in the outfits, then the guard said something I dreaded “Dance or sing, do it now!” We all began dancing and our hats jingled and I can imagine how hilarious we looked, I could see people laughing hard as I jingled about, some started throwing things at us telling us to sing “COME ON SING FOOLS!”  And more shouting followed then the guard yelled “Sing or I’ll see to it you’re all beaten till your skins are raw!” We began singing separate songs out of tune and nervously rushed, the laughing got louder and louder and Berisk got hit square in the head with an apple and he hit the ground with a thud, all around us were people laughing and pointing, there was even 2 kids throwing apples (Which one hit Berisk) Then one of the kids came up to me with a pitcher of wine and he giggled as he threw in on me and I slipped and fell back and tripped over Berisk on the ground and I hit the ground with a thud, even more laughing followed. I had never felt so alone or so made fun of before in my laugh, I didn’t know why they were doing this, what was the point? I struggled to get up and I noticed Berisk was starting to as well, then one of the others slipped and fell backwards, crushing Berisk who let out a groan of pain. I finally got up and I began dancing again for I saw the guard looking for a reason to beat one of us, then the kid came up with apples and started throwing them at me, 2 hit the other guy next to me and he fell again but when he threw one at me I caught it and everyone stopped laughing as I threw it on the ground in my anger, I curled my upper lip in anger at the kid who looked scared.

Then the guard came over with the whip and shouted “Take off the clothes and get back to the barn you useless scums MOVE!” We did it quickly and I helped Berisk outside, we were aching by falling and being hit with apples by the kid, most of us were tired and worn out. As I crossed the yard to the barn, I noticed how bright the stars were that night, I could see the 3 moons up high in the sky (There was always three moons but only one sun, the first moon was called Adran, that one was whitish silver, then there was Yeldal, that one was redish and then Xeene which was a greenish yellow, all were about the same size) The night was cool, even a bit cold I thought. The doors to the barn were opened and we went inside, most of everyone was asleep, I crept other next to Larissa who I thought was awake, she got up when I came over “You okay dole?” She said in a whisper, I could not really see her too well in the dark but I sat down next to her “Yea, just rough work at the villa” She leaned her head on my shoulder “Are you sure, you have a bruise on your cheek” She slowly touched my face, I started feeling really nervous but I felt safe but then we were interrupted by Jeor “Dole, you might want to come over by us for a second” I nodded, “I’ll be back in a bit Larissa, just go back to sleep” I said with a caring smile “Okay, tell me about it tomorrow” I went over to Elberl and Cranton. Drisky was sleeping next to them, the others in our escape plan were also sleeping a little ways away. “What is the problem?” I said to Elberl “I noticed Mohon is not here, did you see him at the party?” I thought for a moment “No, there is only 3 others in there still and their all girls, Mohon was not there”

“I doubt Mohon would betray us, he hates them with a passion, not to mention he said they wiped out his family when they raided his village, he would never” said Jeor nervously “If he is offered freedom I think he would do it” said Cranton looking back and forth between where Mohon normally slept. Elberl looked at me “Well, it is up to you lad, what should we do?” I thought for a moment “I don’t know, why do  I have to decide?” All three looked at me“Because, well……we all thought you were” said Elberl now puzzled realized in that moment I had changed, I was no longer that farm boy, they looked to me to make choices, I knew my purpose and it was time to be what my father always wanted of me in the future, to be a man.

“Alright, here is what I say” They all brightened up, “When he comes back, if he shows any signs of treachery we cut him loose from the plan” Jeor raised his hand “Go ahead Jeor” I said “Alright well if he is not working with the master and we cut him loose then he will tell the master about it because he’ll be mad and the master will know that we know that he is a spy if he is a spy……do you guys follow?” Everyone nodded “Alright then how about we string him along and ditch him at the end if we find him treacherous” said Drisky who had woken up and had been listening, we all looked at him “How long have you been listening said Elberl looking nervous “Um since you started talking” He said looking puzzled “You are Mohon’s friend, are you not?” He nodded side to side, “No he never even talks to us, just asks us if we wanted to escape and then took me and Klab to you guys.” I wondered if we could trust him, he and his twin brother (Not identical) were younger than most of us, I doubted he would betray us, he never really looked information either “Alright we think Mohon is a traitor and is working with Master Grachi Vernouis. Drisky looked stunned “Really?” We all nodded “But what if he isn’t?” He said “We are going to find out soon for sure, but for now we’ll do as you suggested, we’ll string him along” I said. Everyone agreed that we would pretend everything was alright and study him for evidence that he was working with the master “Also guys, I got someone else on board, his name is Berisk, he is a good fellow” They all nodded, “How old is he?” said Elberl, I scratched my head in wonderment “I believe 26 or 25” Elberl flopped onto his hay bed “Sounds good” I felt sleepy and I guessed everyone else was too. “Alright everyone go to sleep, Cranton stay up a while and watch for signs of Mohon’s return, then wake up Drisky after a while so you don’t get tired. I walked back over towards Larissa when I noticed Picket laying on the hay on the other side of the barn crying. I had not expected to see such a sight before, my heart went out to my once would be bully and I walked over to him to what was the matter “You alright Picket?” Picket dried his eyes “Yes I am” I looked around a bit and then looked back at him “We are escaping in a few days, feel like coming” His chubby face shook a bit as he nodded with a smile. “I will come and get you on that night” he nodded again and I went back over to where Larissa was, see was asleep and I could hear quiet little snoring as she slept, she looked so beautiful and I know you shouldn’t stare at sleeping people but I couldn’t help myself. I ended up falling asleep, the noises of the party could be heard in hushed sounds, and a lone figure entered the barn….

The next morning the guards were normally never so slow and never so passive, it took everyone awhile to get out to work, no meal was given. I felt so hungry, I had only ate scraps the previous night from a platter, that day I was to cut trees with Mohon and Berisk. Mohon was silent and didn’t say a word all morning and I had not spoken to the others about him yet. Berisk was also still sore from the previous night and we sawed away slowly at one tree while Mohon had already cut one and half way done with his second. I was cautious of him, I was positive he was working with the master and he was a dangerous fellow, he was strong and muscular and I could sense the ability to be ruthless. Berisk would always be talking about his mother’s meat pies and I tried blocking it out after it made my stomach ask for food. The sun rose high and it was midday and the bell rang and all the slaves came in and we were lined up and given a wooden bowel, and a wooden spoon. They then came around with a ladle and put some kind of soup in it, I thought it was potato and cabbage. It was not terrible tasting but not very good, I sat and talked with Elberl, Jeor, Cranton, and Berisk for most of the time as I ate “Who saw him enter the barn late last night?” Cranton raised his hand “I did” I nodded “Did he have anything or anyone with him?” Cranton scratched his chin “No, not that I recall seeing mate, but it was pretty dark, ye know?” I nodded and thought hard about it, there was no other reason for being gone for hours, we couldn’t take the risk.

“He’s out, don’t tell him this but we are going to leave him here, in fact I have an even better idea. He is still going to aid us in our escape, I have it all planned out perfectly but we have to leave tomorrow night, gather anything to use as a weapon, someone scout out the stable today and steal some of the wheat from the field and we will fill a sack with it, hide it in the barn and whoever is picking apples this afternoon, remember to take and hide a basket in the barn, alright?

Everyone grinned “Good plan” said Jeor, Cranton raised his hand a bit, I signaled him to go ahead “If I may sir but eh well what about the others?” “Well we will let them all know last second, instruct them to run either up or down and path and this way we have a distraction and most of them should escape but I’m not sure, anyway we cannot risk letting anymore people in on this, agreed?” Everyone nodded and finished their meal in silence, I did not want to leave anyone behind but we had no choice, it was either that or nothing.

As we worked I managed to take a mallet, 2 knives, a saw blade, and some nails, Berisk had taken less but he had a knife and a piece of leather. We finished our work later that day and we had cut 8 trees, 5 of which Mohon cut, we walked back to the barn where we were given scrap from the celebration the previous night.

I went over to Jeor, Cranton, Elberl, Drisky, Klab, Courase, and the other sailor whose name I had forgotten. We all put our weapons in the center of the circle, Courase was fashioning the nails onto a club he had found in the stable, and Elberl tied the saw blade to the end of a stick. They had also found some hammers, a metal rod, and a small sword called a Ricari which was a small short sword, Jeor had found it outside the barracks but it was rusty but he had cleaned it up a bit, I passed out the knives and weapons I had found and each of us had at least something with some to spare for the others. We had also found shovels and pitchforks but we needed small light weapons that could be hidden. We buried them all under Drisky’s hay pile that night directly after finishing. The stable also had plenty of horses and our aim was maximum confusion and as many slaves running around outside so the guards would be slow to stopping us, the main escape party, so we would have Mohon set the stable on fire, maybe he would or not but besides that we were setting 2 storage buildings ablaze and the wheat fields. We had gathered most of the food and weapons but more food was needed, we would need the cabbage and other stuff in the garden so Elberl was going to get a sack of that the next day. Mertia came over and Berisk gave her a knife, he had made a sling from the leather he had taken and we could find plenty of stones in the barn, he declared he was a great shot.