The Old Soldier ~Finished~

"I will do anything, just get me back to the front, Swindler." The Swindler stared from beneath his top hat. "But of course Frowny." He grinned, his white teeth burning through the darkness of the room. "Don't call me that, or I will kill you, regardless what you can or can't do."

Dalian Jassian is retired war hero, who saved the King of Mortegra from assassins while he visited the frontlines in the now century and a half long war on the southern border of Mortegra and Lintano. For years he lived away from the war, with his wife, Milandra, his two sons, Grasin the eldest son and Malion the youngest of three, and his daughter Yvetra, who've all joined the war at age twenty. The one day, he gets a letter, a letter of compensation, Grasin has died, shot from a rifle, the most recent weapon of war. A year later, Yvetra, rifle shot, pierced her steel armor, and the year after that, Malion goes missing from his position as spy, enraged, and eager for revenge he embarks on a quest to return to the front for the first time in twenty-eight years, and kill the killers of his son and daughter, and find his youngest son, dead or alive.