Story about a young prince setting out to end the tyranny of his uncle, the king who seized the throne from his father. He is aided by a group of thieves and a witch. They declare a town independent after overthrowing the government in that area. Th...
A couple days after I saw my useless son of a bitch of a father, I heard word of a prison break from a mean looking orc, and his gang mates. I managed to get involved with them, and in their plan. We had recruited majority of the prisoners to join us. During lunch, the orc, whose name was never revealed to me, was pushed by one of our allies, an elf.
The orc punched the elf who fell into another and a brawl began. The brawlers then began to turn on the guards as they tried to break it up. I slipped out of the lunch hall to commit my part of the plan. I snuck my way into the stables, put some of the straw in a bucket and spread it around part of the prison, then, I lit it on fire with a torch from the wall. The castle began to burn, allowing us to escape out of the wholes in the castle. As we escaped through the town, I turned to see the destruction.
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I found the orc and his gang mates in an alleyway soon after and asked if I could join them, to which they only scoffed in my face. "You lad. Your weak." The orc spat. "You'll slow us down." The elf pushed me away, saying, "The only reason we let you help was we needed someone to do the hard don't you see?" My fists tightened. I pulled a sword from a hidden sheath at the bottom of the back of my shirt, and stabbed the elf through the chest with it.The orc looked baffled, for a second, before fear crossed his eyes. He began to back away. I ran at the orc, slicing at his throat. The others ran off in fear of me. I don't want to be feared, but I won't let any low life tell me what I am.
