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Author: Bernie77
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Guild Tales
THE FORTELLING
Chapter 1
Year 3100, 611 years before the Shattering……
A soft bed is all Banron Garras could think about. A soft bed where the sheet were clean and the pillows were filled with the feathers of the Faydarkian Eagle and not the harsh straws that he had carried with him in his journey. For the last three days, Banron, his wife Mellian, and their four-year-old son have made there way from the homeland of the Koda'dal to make new home in the lost land of Kunark. In Kunark is where the Koda'dal's of Felwithe made an outpost in the southern part of the continent. Not along ago, this lost continent was founded by the Felwithe merchant ship by accident. News of the new found land spread like wild fire in both Antonica and Faydwer. The great King decreed that an outpost must be set up in the land, because it was only a matter of time before their dark brothers, Tier'dal, would set there own claim to the land. Upon the first landing, the scouts soon found that the land had already been claimed but not form the Tier'dal. Two other races have already claim the land as there own. These races were rarely seen and had made clear by both of them that Koda'dal nor the Tier'dal were not welcome.
Both the leaders of Felwithe and Neriak, the home of the Tier'dal, so it best to build to continue to build the outpost for the land held unique treasures and resources only found in this newly discover world. Though the plans to begin building the outpost were accelerated after the agents of Cazic-thule deep within the jungles of Kunark kidnapped the daughter of Tunare. After she was rescued by the aid of adventures, the outpost remained operational and named after her, Fiorna Vie.
It is the new duty post for Banron, well respective Magician, sometime referred as Conjurer. When his master gave him his assignment, Banron pained to tell his beautiful wife that he had to up root his family and move to a land that is harsh and dangerous. She cried for weeks on end, till the day she finally realized that as long as they had each other, there was no use wasting tears. Banron promised her that one-day when they return to their home city that he will put up his spell book for good and live alive free and safe from perilous journeys. She smiled at him and felt safe and secure, because Banron never went back on his word. She trusted and loved him very much.
The boat in which he, his family and other new arrivals, were far less accommodating. Their were no quarters for the passengers, just a large hall below deck with hammocks for beds. Banron tried to make the voyage as comfortable for both his wife and his son. Even took to the floor for his slumber. The trip its self was not harsh but it was longer than expected. Normal trip from the docks of Butcherblock Mountains to the final dock of Fiorna Vie outpost is a day, a day and half at the most. Now three days later and they are just now hitting the Northeast of the continent.
He made his way on the to the deck of the boat to see the morning sun rise and maybe with the hopes to see the wild life from afar. The sea air filled his nostrils as came upon the deck. Banron never really cared much for the sea air but now the hint of land was pleasant smell to him. They were close enough to here the waves crashing on the Kunarkian beach. 'By this evening,' he thought to himself 'we will be dinning in our new home.' He felt some tugging his robe. He glanced down to find his son awake and next to him.
"My son your up early," He smiled as he left his boy, "Are you excited as I am?"
The boy nodded and wrapped his arms around his father's neck. Banron lightly kissed his son's head and then pointed out the new contient.
"You see that? That's home,"
The boy looked out and softly repeated the last word, "home…"
"Don't worry my son, it won't be forever, we will be back to Felwithe once I'm done here. You hungry"
The boy smiled, "hungry…"
Banron laughed, "Of course you are… let me see if collect some from the deckhand," He scanned the deck and surprisingly it was empty of the normal crew. Did they sleep in, Banron thought?
He put the boy down on the deck, "stay here and watch the land, see you could see any animals, while I look for the deckhand. Now don't fall over, or a monster will get you." He playfully said.
"Monster.."
"Yes son, monster hehehe.." Banron tried to tickle his son but then his son pointed behind Banron
"Monster.."
The Mage turned around and behind him was a large red Lizard like Creature holding a huge hammer. Its head had a beak of a dragon, and a couple of horns that came out from the back of its head. But the thing that really struck fear into Banron's heart was the dark yellow eyes of the creature. Before Banron could react the monster backhanded him to the deck floor. As he shook off the pain he heard his son scream, there was another one, and it had his boy,
"NO!!!" He screamed,
Next thing Banron saw was the foot of the creature as it smashed him square in the face. The next few moments became blurry his eye filled with tears of pain. All he saw now were large red blotches; He couldn't make out what they were. He assumed that it was the attackers and there were more of them, a lot more. As his vision cleared, there were at least six more going below deck. He tried to scream but the one creature that knocked him down grabbed the helpless Mage by the back of the neck, and was lifted off the ground. Banron tried to move his way out but the more he struggled the stronger the grip became.
There was screaming from below deck. He could hear his fellow comrades and there families struggling. Then more screams came, cut off with sounds of metal making contact with flesh. Then he heard his wife, scream "BANRON!!!!!! BANR-"
That was last he heard from her.
Banron struggled free, this time with success. As he fell to the deck of seized boat, Banron was able to sweep his assailant leg knocking the beast down on his backside. The Mage ran to the hatch leading to the bed down deck but stopped by another creature. Banron pushed it off overboard with all his strength. The creature scream as hit the ocean below.
"MELLIAN!!" He screamed, but she did not respond. He fought the thought that she could be dead but he couldn't resist. He didn't want admit it but deep down he knew she had fallen. "My boy" he said to him self. At the bow of the boat, one of the creatures still had him held. The boy didn't look hurt but he was scared. He knew even if he had his Staff and his spell book that there was no chance of him and his son to escape from their attackers.
Banron clasps his hands together and began to chat his words of magic, then with one hand raised above his head bright spark launched into the morning sky. It was a signal, a distress signal. He hopes that his brethren were near enough to see it.
The next moment, Banron lost balance fell to the deck floor again. He had used all his power to make this light as bright as it can, in turn making him weak for a moment. However he didn't have that moment of rest. The first creature he had knocked down, had already regained himself and charged the fallen mage, knocking him to his back. Banron, now looking up at his foe knew that his time had ended. The beast raised his hammer above his head, ready to bury it into the mage. In that few seconds, Banron made on last silent prayer to his god, Karana the stormbringer, "Please my lord, keep my son safe." Then he turned his head to face his only son, their eyes met. The boy was filled with fear, Banron was fill with sadness just before the hammer came down upon the Koda'dal's head, crushing down. Banron's last words came out to his soon, "I love you."
The boy answered back without repeating from someone else, "daddy…"
That was the last thing Banron Garras heard before his world was filled with darkness.
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