The Guardsman and the Witch

Chapter I - A Journey to the North

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Raime served as a guardsman of Prince Arthur Pendragon and was his age mate, Uther the King found him at the age of six on one of the streets of the lower town, a place where ordinary people lived, not gentlefolk, knights and lords­. He found the boy in a place where beggars lived, there he was, fighting huge rats only with a stick to get some bread to survive, Uther saw such fierce and courage in the eyes of the boy that many of his own knights didn't have even though being adults and he decided that the boy had a great capability and would become a mighty warrior in the future.

He took Raime to the castle, gave him clothes and food and a sword of course, therefore his training began under control of famous Sir Lionel, Uther's chief guardsman, a noble man and a brave and mighty knight, he had curly hair about to his shoulders blonde of color and grey eyes, Sir Lionel was taller than any ordinary man, had a straight longsword as his master weapon and a rapier as an auxiliary one, all the guardsmen were dressed in silver colored metal armour with a red dragon on their chests, the Pendragon coat of arms. Raime chose a rapier as his primary weapon and a longsword as a secondary one.

Now he was about eighteen years old, he had long black hair to his chest with red in some places, eyes of the tea rose color, he was very tall and had a very aristocratic face as if his parents were some kind of noble people not common folk among whom he had spent his childhood but he never knew them, nobody did, people who did not know him thought that Raime had noble blood. King Uther was absolutely right about his talents, at his eighteen Raime's sword skills were better than those of any other guardsman of his age only the Prince who would later become Great King Arthur Pendragon had also perfect skills in sword craft, Raime even could compete with elder guardsmen like his mentor Sir Lionel, who was very proud of his apprentice. 

Uther frequently sent him on different quests for example protecting a village from bandits or invaders or guarding Kamelot's lords on royal meetings with ambassadors or other noble people from neighbour and distant countries but now a new menace appeared, a menace with which no ordinary soldier or guardsman could handle, the colorless magic. People who had such abilities had great power, they looked like ordinary humans but could cast colorless spells, their effects were almost unstoppable, for ordinary people at least, but swords and shields of Kamelot's guardsmen were well made, Uther collected best smiths from different lands who made perfect weapons, the colorless mages were silent for many centuries but now something happened that made them show once again.

Mostly they were witches – women usually with red, brown or white hair, the color determinated a witch's abilities and powers – red haired witches were able to control forces of nature such as fire, water, earth and storm – they could transform nature into weapons casting colorless firestorms from just fire or turning wind into colorless whirlwinds, also they were able to control wild animals turning them into almost unstoppable monsters. If a witch had brown hair, she could control the dead, she could wake them up to serve their new mistress, so these were often considered as necromancers but that was a mistake, besides wakening the dead they were also able to summons colorless monsters, these were real trouble as there was no power which could slay them, fortunately their existence in that world was limited. White haired witches were the most powerful and the rarest of all and besides being able to use abilities of the other two, they could use mind control and in full moon create colorless moonlight beams to eliminate their enemies or a starfall during a starlight night.

There were men too, these were called warlords of witch-lords or simply lords, usually a witch especially a more powerful one had her own lord, these served like husbands, bodyguards sometimes and friends if they could be called this way, mostly the witch was dominant over her warlord and he obeyed her, only few warlords were equal or dominant over their witches, these were very powerful so their witches feared and obeyed them.