So far he had been turned down by seven different towns or was it eight different towns it didn't matter what he knew for sure was that there was only one more town left and it was more of a military fort then a town so he was not even going to bother.
Over his travels he had managed to gather and steal enough food that he judged he could make it to the eastern hills of Valinor, there it was said that all travellers were welcome but no one went there anymore due to the fact
that no one had heard from the country in over 20 years.
They had of course sent people to find out why but they came back and the only ones who did seemed to have gone stark raving mad yelling about dragons and Valinor was destroyed but everyone knew that the dragons only lived in the west.
He was on his way to the fort to buy a horse when behind he heard behind the last thing he wanted to hear.
"Stand and deliver" said the rough voice of the bandit Grimsley.
(A/N) sorry for the short chapters I'll try post longer ones
I have been away for Ages because of school and stuff will try and post a lot more regularly
