vengeance

It has been two and a half thousand years since the last great war. It was ment to be the war to end all wars . A war where elves and dwarves fought beside men of all faiths. Together they fought the onslaught of the Darkness.

  It was a time when gods ruled the earth . These gods led their people through hardship and turmoil . Each race had its own gods that ruled and protected them . In the Great War they led their followers into battle against the Masters of Darkness , gods of evil . The Dark Masters had amassed a force so large it threatened to bend the entire world into their own twisted visions , but the gods of good stood united against them.

  In an attempt to defeat the Dark Masters and their twisted followers , the gods of good banished themselves from the world of the living to take down their rivals . It worked but as a result they could never appear in the world of the living for more than a few moments . Afraid that their civilisations would collapse without them the gods left a hope for the safety of their races . Each god chose a champion…

   These champions were superior to most regular beings in some form or another . They had been infused with the souls of their patron god and although not all realised it ,they were capable of great feats of heroism . For the most part gods chose champions within their own races but there have been exceptions . These champions have the sprits of gods and the ability to wield their weapons .

  Unaware of his faith a young boy , Lunn , sits in his room. He is the son of an adventurer from the Imperial Kingdoms and his mother was daughter of a Celtic lord. They lived in her home town , Sliabh Slante , until during an orc raid they were killed. Lunn survived but was orphaned , his grandfather and grandmother took him in, brought him up as their own , but never let him forget his fallen parents.. The town Sliabh Slante itself is a fairly unimpressive Celtic settlement . A quite large population of over three hundred , nearly half of which served in its guard and army , full or part time. The town is also home to a score of elves and some settled foreign merchants. The elves had arrived in the time when Lunn’s great grandfather had been a lord and have lived their since. There spokes person and member of the lords court , is Ul-ion White Leaf . 

  Ul-ion didn’t tell anyone about his mysterious past, only that he was once a general in an Elven army . He lives with his wife in a Celtic round house and serves in the town guard as its unofficial leader much to the annoyance of its captain Cullum. Both Cullum and Ul-ion acted as mentors to Lunn in the arts of warfare , poetry and chivalry.

  Lunn is being prepared to leave Sliabh Slante and complete his training in the Elven city of Lontha , a vibrant city known for its ports and trade centres . He is due to leave on a ship in August . Until then however Lunn has time to train and spend time with his friend Kyra .

Chapter one 

  Lunn hit away a spear thrust with the wooden sword in his right hand , while deflecting another with his shield . His training had turned more serious lately this was no child’s game intended to keep him fit it was harsh training , preparation for a life on the battlefield. In the June sun the sweat ran from his brow and the back of his neck. He stood in a hole dug decades ago used by countless men of Sliabh Slante. It effected his movement , forcing him to use skill to avoid being beaten by the training spears wielded by nine of his peers. These nine boys and girls some , some older , some younger prodded for holes in his defence , but Lunn had been here before , he had been in the pit and made mistakes , which he was rewarded with bruises and cuts for. 

  One of the younger boys , desperate to make an impression , lunged recklessly . Lunn deflected the blow with little effort using his shield , swinging his wooden sword in the same motion catching the boy across the cheek. The others stepped back except for the oldest boy , Oisin . He instead jumped forward stabbing for Lunn’s shoulder. With lightning quick reflexes Lunn hit the spear away to the side and bashed with his shield , sending Oisin tumbling back and breaking his nose.