Blades of Grass

A New Dawn

We arrive quickly to the village, and basically barge into the town center, surprising the elder.

Aesar shouts, "OH DEAR ELDER, I BRING THEE THE CHILD OF PROPHECY!"

the elder looks at her confused, "oh well... that is gud." he says in a geriatric manner.

We stand there looking at each other,

"Umm..." adds Freyja.

"Well... what the fuck do you expect me to say?" replies the geriatric elder slowly.

We all stand there in awe of those words, coming out of his aged mouth, Aesar breaks down in embarrassment, and I can't contain my laughter, I drop to the ground as I laugh. Aesar drags me from the floor and Freyja follows.

"I-I-I-I-I don't know what to say about that, I never thought he wou-". Aesar was interrupted.

The town alarm sounds,

"ALL ELVES ATTENTION! THE GOBLINS ARE ATTACKING OUR VILLAGE FROM THE SOUTH! I REPEAT, THE GOBLINS ARE ATTACKING OUR VILLAGE FROM THE SOUTH!"

Aesar's demeanor changes immediately as she jumps into action, charging into the main lines, grabbing her bow from her back as she runs. Freyja assumes shark form and releases her pet from her device and follows Aesar. I stand there, unsure what to do,

'If you're going to be really risking your life, I better make sure you survive.' Qura heeds.

After those words echo in the chambers of my mind, I feel my skin tightening and hardening.

'I am forever grateful'. I say

I sling my bow from my back to my hand, grab a nearby dagger, and station myself in a tree that is near the frontline. A palisade entrance guarded by two watch towers overlooks the top of a hill as it slopes down to a valley; we luckily have the high grounds. Aesar and Freyja have already reached the waves of goblins that have crept up the hill meeting them halfway, and are fighting fearlessly, but the sight of goblins seemingly has no end.

I plant myself firmly on the branch of the tree and nock arrows ready to deliver a couple of good shots. Volley after another, my supply of arrows diminished. I thought about going down and either getting more arrows, or begin slashing some putrid goblins with my dagger. I have no experience with a dagger, but it is just a shorter sword, of which I do have experience with, alas, still too different.

That's when I see Aesar in deep trouble, goblins hurling bolas at her, entangling her feet and arms, pinning her down. Goblins rush to her, kicking her and punching her, as if it was entertaining to them. Then, a big goblin jumps on her and prepares to stab her.

"HERE'S A PRETTY ONE FOR MY COLLECTION!" screeches the goblin. As He lowers his dagger onto Aesar.

"NOOO! AESAR!"

I scream at the top of my lungs, desperately extending my arm in her direction.

CLING

the sound of metal hitting metal, I look around to see myself lying on the ground next to Aesar, with the goblin's knife hitting the hardened skin of my extended arm, just above Aesar's body. I panic a bit and clumsily knock the goblin off of her as I stand up. The little goblins turned their attention to me, the goblins were small enough that they reach just below my hips, if Aesar wasn't bound like this, they wouldn't have the slightest chance against her. The big goblin stands up again and chants as he rushes toward me, but in my panic I aggressively and savagely stab down the top of his head, killing him instantly. I then kick around all the other small animalistic goblins and cut the ropes around Aesar. I lift her up on her feet, and run to a safer place, preferably next to Freyja, the safest spot on this battlefield realistically.