Tales of a Gutsy Traveller
Part II
I think back to the time when my search first began
I left behind those plains
For the endless everlasting world out there
I know that with this burning passion driving me
Some day some where I'll finally
see the light I have searched for everywhere
As I walked on the road from Staddle to Bree a vague feeling of eyes watching me crept up. I decided I had to pay more attention to my surroundings. I already heard reports about travellers being ambushed and stripped of their valuables. I wasn't gonna let them get my father's sword and my writing supplies... I continued walking and was just looking around casually while still paying alot of attention to sounds or breathing around me.
Then happened what I had expected from the beginning when I got that feeling. Two bandits jumped out of a few bushes in front of me and a third one behind me. This wasn't good... I knew that I could win from them one on one but I wasn't sure about three of them... ''Give us yer valuables and weapons now'' one of the bandits said. I just stood there, observing their equipment; two of them had weak cloth armour and rusty swords. One of them though, probably the leader was wearing some well-taken-care of leather armour which looked quite sturdy, and if that wasn't bad enough he had a big two handed sword, which was not rusty at all... And it was sharp too.
The bandit in the leather armour that looked like the leader got tired of waiting and told me again: ''Give us your valuables and weapons now...'' A angry expression appeared on his face, but I just stood there, waiting in silence, breathing silently.
The bandit leader knodded at the man behind me and in less than a second the bandit came charging at me. I still stood still. The leader grinned. The man charging prepared to swing his sword, but as he swung I turned around and grabbed his wrist and twisted and twisted it till he dropped his weapon and fell down to his knees. I turned around and looked at the other two. The leader's grin dissappeared and turned into anger again. The other bandit, a young man, probably given the choice to die or join them, ran away, back into the bushes where he came from.
My first attacked thought I forgot about him and tried to stand up but as he tried I swiftly turned around and kicked him in the guts, and he fell down again, for a while this time....
Now the only one left was the leader... For him I would need my weapon, I took out my two swords made of iron, not the best weapons but it'll have to do. The leader pulled out his two handed sword and grinned again. I sighed, if he was just as good as the man still laying on the ground it wouldn't be much trouble.
I slowly walked at him and he grew impatient: ''What are you waiting for you dog!?'' I started walking faster and eventually I started running. He prepared himself and went into attack stance, I tried swinging my sword at him but his two handed sword was way heavier than one of my swords. With a punch to my face I got dsitracted and he managed to make a cut in my arm. I kneeled and looked at my shoulder, my left arm was useless now...
''Give up.'' He said. I charged at him with one sword and dodged his attacks carefully and made a cut in his upper leg. As I did that the stinging pain in my shoulder got back again and thanks to that he managed to make a scratch on my chest.
I hid behind a tree for a bit. He shouted this time: ''Give up!'' I had to finish it now, I threw a little dagger at him distracting him, I charged at him and he tried to stab me but I dodged his attack and got behind, I stabbed him in his spine and he fell to his knees.
''You haven't stopped anything, the Blackwolds will conquer Bree...'' He said. Blackwolds eh? ''As long as we are cursed to live in this world there can be no true peace!'' I interrupted him when he said that; ''Than I will break that curse you speak about and achieve peace!'' ''Who a-are you...?'' He asked me. ''I am Ardeghon, don't mess with writers...'' was my answer, making him feel even more ashamed of losing. I put my two swords back in my sheaths and walked away while the leader died and the other beaten up man ran in the direction of Chetwood...
Now I could continue my way to Bree, I would need some care when I got there for my leg and shoulder. I should be fine, is what I was told by a nice lady. Good, I will be able to continue my travels...
