Act 1 - Grenite

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Nate POV:

I had awoken early today, stressed by the day ahead. Me and my hunting dog, Midna, were to go into the forest of Grenite to locate and bring back a flower for a remedy, but the forest, which was said to be dotted with many magical creatures and different begins, odd and inhuman, was hard to navigate.

I pushed the purple blanket off me, and started to dress in hunting clothes leaving Midna on the foot of my bed to sleep. It was silent, no one other than me and my sleeping dog, as I refused to accept a servant.

Dressed in stretchy but tight black pants, a long, purple robe of Tremion, brown boots pulled over my pants, I woke Midna, as Father and Mother wanted me to keep her by my side.

As one we walked down the grand hallway, and stopped in the kitchen for a breakfast of pancakes and strawberries, and to grab my pack of lunch.

We stopped at the armoury for a moment, taking my beautifully crafted sword and my leather seethe and clipping it to my belt.

I kissed my Mother's cheek on the way out, and nodded at Father. I walked alongside Midna, saying "Good Day" to the people of Tremion as I walked past.

Once I reached the forest, I stopped, looked at Midna, looked back at my kingdom, and ventured into the unknown.

Hunter/Dookie POV

I awoke at dawn, the sound of the hammer on a sword pulling me out of my dreams. I hated this life, I hated the fact that "I was born to be a blacksmith"

I pulled myself out of my small bed and blinked the sleep out of my eyes. I cracked my shoulders a few times, stretched half-heartedly, and stood up.

I stumbled over to where my father, the kingdoms most important blacksmith, was working on making a new axe, a dark grey with an oak handle.

" Hunter, I must ask a favour of you. Please venture out to the Grenite forest and bring back rabbits for dinner." He said not looking for a response, but just stating it as a fact.

I nodded silently at him, and changed into more hunting type clothing. I grabbed my seethed sword made of iron, and a small hunting knife for actual hunting.

I walked swiftly and quietly through the neighbourhood, saying hello to a few of my friends.

I walked into Grenite forest without looking back.

Hello guys, it's Trick, thanks for reading, I hope you liked it, and if you did, please vote it, or comment!!! If you have ideas, I'll be happy to hear them.

~ Trick

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