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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 30 Apr 2011 at 12:49
I was led through the forest and into a cattle car. Why did the Duchy come for my rescue? Why did he want me to complete my journey to Centrum? The cattle car was small, and had very little room. As I was cramped in here, a guard tapped on the side of the cattle car. 
"You are under the command of the Duchy himself. Do anything stupid, and the Duchy will have your head." The guard had no emotion in his voice. Like he had done the deed himself. I decided to follow his judgement and I kept quiet. No sound. The guard tapped on the side of the car and went forward. I'm guessing checking the stability. The guard disappeared from sight and the car started to move. Obviously other prisoners of those elves were in here, so I didn't feel so special. Thank god. As time passed, or at least I thought, the scenery remained the same. I didn't know why. I decided to get some shut eye to make time pass. I would need all the rest I could get for the tournament of King Sigurd. I closed my eyes and drifted...

I was in a gleaming room. Tapestries everywhere. Gold everywhere. I was sitting down in a chair. As I was observing my surrondings, I heard someone come in.
"Enter!" I said automatically. I realised I couldn't control what I was saying. A man came into my sight and bowed. 
"My lord" said the man.
"Good to see you, Duchy. Very good to see you, how is your realm?" I asked.
"Good, my lord." the Duchy of Keppen. "I have a favor to ask of you..."
"Ask away, my friend" I said. My friend? What was I thinking? Then I realised...
I was King Sigurd.
"I have this problem. His name is Aureaus. Big problem..."
"In what way would this man be a problem?"
"He is a pest! A traitor to the country. I have informers in Keppen, Your majesty. I find him, bring him and make him participate in the tournament. He will surely die. He will not be a problem"
"I accept this proposal. On the terms that if he wins, you cannot harm him. If he loses, he will be granted leave to Keppen where you will be escorted with my guards and Aureaus will be executed. Sir, you are dismissed." The Duchy bowed and left the room..

I woke up screaming. I saw a guard outside of the cattle car, about to enter. "Sir" I said to the guard. "I thought I saw an orc horde. My mistake, can't be too careful around here. You never know who is in league with who" I lied. 
"Fair enough" he pointed his sword at me. "Keep eyes peeled." he said and he started the cattle car once more. What did these elves do to me? What did that elder say about magic? Did they attempt to use me as a test subject. I needed to know what they di-. Wait. They are dead. My head started to throb. Why must it be me. If I didn't Kildayus, there would not be anything wrong with me!  Why did I see that scene? Why was I King Sigurd? Was there a connection?  Why would the wisest of all allow me to be executed on terms I lost? Anyway, I needed to practice and that practice would be done at Centrum.

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The cattle car stopped. I was unaware at the time and was getting used to the same old scenery. When I stopped, I saw the gleaming walls of Centrum. The golden outline of the coat of arms was upon it. It was breath-taking. No wonder Kildayus was in league with this man. He had power like no other. He had a beautiful city and a vast empire. As we came closer into the city, the more breath taking it became. As we reached the gates, it made the elven village look like Bladenon after the siege. As the guards forced me out, I then saw the dominance of the gates. They towered me and could withstand any siege. As I came out in awe, the guard said:
"Snap out of it! Pay your respects to the Church, then you will be sent to the gladiatorial training room. Come on, follow me!" the guard had started to move. I followed him. If I were to get lost that would mean a deal of trouble. I continued along the pathway which led to a beautiful city. People had equality and this city seemed like a utopia. Maybe King Sigurd wasn't such a bad guy. Maybe I had-. No! He was in league with Kildayus. I needed to sort this out. I needed to win that tournament. This tournament was the key to finding out the truth. Did the King order Kildayus to do the worst to Bladenon. This was my chance. For the people of Bladenon. For my family. As I was shown through Centrum, the people were shown to be friendly and living in luxury. This place was utopian, yet I knew somewhere in the heart there was corruption. Sadly.

I was shown to the church, a massive church to the Kings of Centrum. It was magnificant, then again, everything about this place was. I walked up to the priest. An old man, possibly seventy, and looked at him. I asked him:
"I come from a town in Keppen. I have travelled far and wide to meet the King. My hometown was forced upon pagan religions. Please show me how to pray to the Kings."
The priest looked at me with a funny sense. "Very well, my son. The Kings welcome all who wish to learn the ways of the religion. You pray for enlightenment, safety and wisdom. I shall demonstrate. The priest bowed, and went down onto his knees. He placed his hands together and bowed once more. He got up and said: "That is how it is done. Try it yourself" I did the exact same as he did, without the experience or the flow. "Well done, sir! You are doing well for a beginner. Please, use this information wisely. May the past Kings smile upon you." I left the church. I now learnt the basic religion of Centrum. Now it is time to learn how they fight. Although I had past experiences, I had lost an arm. This would be a massive disadvantage. But I have to continue. The guard was still there. 
"Aureaus! Have you paid homage to the Kings?"
"Yes, I have. Please lead me to the training area"
"With certainty". How could I trust this man. He was a lackey for the Duchy. He plans to kill me if I lose. As we went past the bustling marketplace and the townhouses, we finally came to a small arena where two fighters were in the middle. One with a great sword and another with a wand. I sat down next to this man. He looked at me. This man had obviously done battle before. Had his own reasons to fight. Money, hope, respect. Who knows. I watched as the man with the wand casted spells, and the man with the sword deflected them. What sword could do that? This fight was getting interesting. As the man with one arm...

This was going to be fun.

(I know small extract, but im tired. Hope that's a good enough reason. I'll write more tomorrow. :D)
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