The Last Piece
Fans & Clans
Oracles and seers, mystics and sages. All prophesize that now is a time of heroes, of villains and of legends. Will your story be remembered?
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*Dear Diary, I have no clue how Aurren managed to persuade me to actually write in you. This may be my only entry as far as I'm concerned.
Regardless, I guess I should recount my tale again a habit I have of doing.
It all started when one group of bandits stole Zahkrii, my father's old sword. Then me and my friends Brinjulf and Heimskr met a man named Yale and we set out to retrieve the blade, Yale however wanted revenge. Regardless he bought us horses and I am now the proud owner, and full-time friend, of Aterno. (Whom I consider the lord of all horses despite these legends of some Shadowfax or Rohhirim horses.)
Regardless (I write that a lot so get used to it.) we arrived at Socium were we fought some of the bandits and killed their leader, I was injured and met Aurren who patched me up. Oh Aurren how much I miss you.
We went to find the bandits at their camp but they seemed to be killed by other bandits, its a dog eat dog world after all and so we set chase for the sword yet again and arrived at Samarkand Tirith (I do not know why Yale followed us as he had his revenge)
We readied to save the town from the new bandits and did so with the villagers of Socium, however as time passed on and Yale went missing I grew restless and decided to enter the city myself.
I fought like a loin that day side-by-side with Yale and the battle was decided by a duel with Sarin, the leader of the Ithelien Bandits (he was their leader and had gone rogue.)
After defeating him the remaining bandits either fled or were arrested.
The mayor of Samarkand named us heroes and we each returned to our homes, Zahkrii was retrieved but I had a debt to pay and set off. My father gave me Zahkrii and so I departed yet again from my home on adventure.
I returned to Aurren to work for her parents as I promised and a few weeks passed, I grew to know Aurren and she fell for me just like I did for her.
I then asked her to marry me and she accepted, so now I'm off to forge two rings for the weddin