The Quest for Peace(part 1)
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In the kingdom of Rhaewen a blacksmith worked alone making swords for the hard night to come as the are in war with the kingdom of Arisien. These two mighty kingdoms were at peace then an Arisien jester enslaved 14 people killing at least 6 including the blacksmiths son. After a miner came back from the mighty cave from an allied province."I found enough for iron for two warriors and a some emeralds to offer to the the kingdom of Ruedue for the gratitude." "Thank you Eddy." Eddy leaves the room and something catches the blacksmith's eye. "Eddy? Take your helmet off please." Eddy takes off what caught the blacksmiths eye was the bandanna for the Arisien archer clan. The blacksmith reacted quickly by grabbing his power IV bow in the leg, not killing him but keeps him from running or walking.
After the miner is captured he is taken into custody the king says to the blacksmith,"You are high in skill I would like you to join in battle." "I kindly decline your offer I only did that to question him I don't want to kill any body I know what it's like to loose somebody, I don't want them to feel them same. I know they are enemies but there people none the less." "I understand." said the king. Two days later the blacksmith notices the same bandanna under the helmet on a friend of the miner and the blacksmith snipe's him to in the same place. He approached the king this time telling him he will defend inside the kingdom. "I know all symbols of the kingdom such as dyed chest-plates or the red striped bandanna. To be continued..............
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