Pashiva 4 The Duln Saga

Welcome To Duln Country, Marsh Village

           The Brown Cloaks carriage continued down a dirt trail leading ever so deeper in the dark, marshy forest which seemed to slowly transcend into a swampy marsh like area. no sunlight shined through the trees which blanketed the roads while drops of morning dew dripped from the leaves and onto the road and carriage. The wildlife around them was very much alive with various types of snakes, lizards, birds, and cheetahs surrounding them while keeping to themselves and ignoring the Brown Cloaks. Meanwhile inside the carriage, Felren was guiding the horses as usual while Melat was staring out the window of the carriage looking at the scenery around. The rest were either napping or pondering their thoughts. Pyroy however climbed over to where Felren was sitting and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey you know where you're going right"? He asked. "Hm, yeah why"? Felren asked. "Well, you mentioned that Duln was your home country so I was just wondering if you knew where we were". Pyroy explained. "Yeah I know where we are". Felren said while guiding the horses to the left side of the upcoming intersection. Eresil looked out the window and saw a sign that read "Marsh Village". "We're going to a village called Marsh Village"? Eresil asked. "Yeah what about it"? Felren asked. "Nothing it's just. Duln seems to have a high bandit rate around it's outskirts and Marsh Village is kinda on those outskirts". Eresil said. "With the Rangers around I'm sure it'll be okay". Felren said. "And besides if we run into any trouble we'll take care of them". Anita said. "I don't know if that's such a good idea, I mean those guys who Melat and Felren fought in the bar seemed pretty tough". Naytan said. "What, what're you talking about we beat em easily". Melat said with confusion. "I think what he means is that we don't know if they're the higher ups of these bandits, I think we might be underestimating a possible organization". Array said. "Please, they're nothing but backwards savages who claim they own this land. Bandits aren't anything to worry about". Felren said. 

         As the carriage continued, they approached a large circular, lake which had a black, murky, dirty water filling it. In the center of this large lake was a series of wooden walkways leading to a series of wooden buildings while the wooden bridges led to the shore of the swamp while some buildings were on the outskirts of the lake as well. At the end of their path was the bridge which had a sign in front of it reading "Marsh Village". Next to the sign was an empty, rickety stable with a sign reading "All visitors leave horses here". They then kept their horses at the stables and detached the carriage and parked it in front of the stable. The Brown Cloaks got out and examined the murky, dark, swampy atmosphere which lied around them. Felren examined more thouroughly and examined the townsfolk who seemed very cautious of their surroundings. The townsfolk seemed to unanimously wear standard, middle class clothes with various colored towels around their bodies covering their heads as if they wanted to keep themselves from being noticed. "Let's get a move on". Melat said indifferently. "Alright, but I'll do the talking, we got some shady people around here". Felren said. The Brown Cloaks walked across the wooden bridge leading the artificially designed surface holding up a village in the middle of a lake. Upon reaching the village they saw a shop which read "Swamp Delights". The group started to head their assuming it was gonna have food and water. However before Felren who was leading the group even got to turn the doorknob a loud yell echoed throughout the otherwise silent village. Within a millisecond everyone's heads turned over to where they heard the scream as out the distance, North of the village were a husband and a wife running frantically out of the swamp not even on the road. The townfolk were running towards the frightened husband and wife wondering what was wrong. "Everyone, TAKE SHELTER A SWAMP TROLL IS ON THE LOOSE". The man yelled. "IT FOLLOWED US ALL THE WAY HERE, YOU CAN HEAR THE ROARS FROM HERE IF YOU LISTEN". The woman said. The Brown Cloaks ran towards the end of the wooden support and stared out towards the lake towards the shore as the village went silent again. Felren weilded his sword as everyone else got ready for a fight while keeping quiet. "Felren what is it"? Melat asked. "I don't know, but whatever it is, you and I can handle it". Felren said. "I heard them say something about a Swamp Troll, is that something that you can defeat easily". Naytan asked. Felren's eyes widened in concern. "Yeah, yeah of course. We can handle it. We might need your help though". Felren said with hesitation. With seconds feeling like minutes of silence, a light rustle sounded as footsteps also got closer with each step splashing in the muddy water within the foliage. Suddenly the bristle dividing the village from the deep swamp began to be slowly pushed aside by a furred hand with dark green fur which resembled the color of the bushes and trees. Everyone gasped in fear as the townsfolk backed away as did the husband and wife. Suddenly a large, eight foot tall, buff creature with dark green fur, claws as sharp as knives while long as swords with the texture of tree trunk came sulking out of the empty marsh. It's towering figure intimidated the entire population as they all ran towards the village as the troll began to pound on each of its pecs similar to a gorilla. "RAAAAWWWWWWHHHHHH". The troll growled. It then grind it's teeth as it charged towards the retreating townsfolk. "NOOOOO". Felren yelled. Melat surrounded his arms in wind while everyone got ready to fight the troll when suddenly. A trio of three men barged into the village. One man had leather, covering his entire body with a green bandana on his head and had an oak bow and arrow with flaming arrows. Another man had iron armor on with a war axe in one hand and a sword in the other hand. His sword had a dark red while also fiery orange on it while the axe had a green aura around it while he also had a green bandana. The last man had a thick steel armor which resembled the Defense Pashiva Armor which Felren was wearing. He had a double sided katana with one end having an ocean blue aura on one blade while the other blade had a lighting aura on it. The townsfolk seemed disappointed while also relieved. The Brown Cloaks however were confused, especially Felren. "Look it's them, they'll help us". One citizen yelled. "Long Bow Elt, Duel Wielding Devaln and Heavy Hitter Smite". Another citizen yelled. "That's right we're here, don't worry about a thing. THE FEROCIOUS RIDERS ARE HERE". The man with the double sided sword who seemed to be the man named Smite yelled. The trio then stared ahead at the Swamp Troll ready to attack.