Chapter 1: A Setting Sun
Archlion, a prosperous kingdom on the outskirts of the western domain. Composed of human/demi-human/elf/forsworn all gathered living, harvesting, coupling and even murdering each other. In the unrefined part of the kingdom sits a young boy at the ripe age of 17 twiddling with a stick and a knife.
"What the hell, where is Marsen, it's been 30 minutes already" he complains while still whittling on the piece of wood. He hears shouting and what sounds like people roaring for more so he gets up to check it out. Low and behold there he is, again.
"I SAW YOU, YOU SON OF A WHORE, YOU ROBBED ME AND THOUGHT YOU COULD GET AWAY!" A belligerent man rages and begins to brutally hit a kid around 16 years old. "Mister I told you it wasn't me, you bumped into me and just dropped your coin pouch!" Marsen cries out, he sees me in the crowd and yells for help.
I force my way through the crowd and kick the guy off of Marsen, luckily as drunk as he was, he loses balance and falls head first into a pole knocking him out, "MARSEN, what the hell were you thinking of robbing!?!" I grab his arm tightly and we make our escape through the alleys of the slums.
"Oh thank the great one you came when you did kid!" Marsen exclaimes
"You thank the great one and not me huh, shows me how much you value your friendship." Kid spits as he retorts
"Hey, I just got us about 7 silver coin you should be thanking me you." Marsen says as he tosses the pouch at me.
Kid lets out a slight smile "Ya ya thank you ohhhh magnificent Marsen, whatever shall I do without you, joking aside we need to head else where, they could catch up to us and with the guards, let's head to the west gate ."
after 10 minutes of detours through the backs of the slums we make it to the west gate, it's slightly wore out but still manned by quite frankly the weaker and lazier guards. By now they know us by name and let us out of the gate and into the farm fields we make our way to the usual spot by the shoreline, there's a decaying building if it was restored it could support up to homing at least 6 people.
"Oi oi oi Welcome home you two, I see and hear you two are up to no good now." a middle aged man sitting around 46 says with a bottle in one hand, feet up on a pillar and his chair tilted back.
"Word travels fast huh, well Grimco, at least we ain't lounging around drunk lik--" before Kid can make the comeback a small bladed knife whistles right past my neck leaving a small cut on the left side
"Boy if I hadn't finished half of this bottle that'd be dead center of your neck right then and there, I'd advise you to respect your elders, hooligans like what you pulled for several silver pieces ain't to the likes of what I've done." Grimco snarls.
It didn't scare me in the slightest but it hurt my pride and ego because he was right though I wouldn't ever let him know that.
"Where's dogbite." Kid asks in a demanding voice
"Pfft, that pissant is off to no good again just like the two of you, a bunch of youngins thinking they rule the world." Grimco takes another swig and begins to clean his knives.
"Let's go Marsen, she's probably out back by the tree again." Kid says giving Grimco a foul look and leaving out the front door "Wait for me Kid!" Marsen says hustling along.
Behind the hideout there resides a cliff like pier with a old dead tree, Dogbite was standing next to it like usual staring at the sun setting.
"Hey don't mind if we join you?" Kid asks in a friendly way
"Just as long as you can appreciate what you see." Dogbite says a soft voice.
"You say that Everytime and I still have zero idea what that means." Kid says with confusion, Kid looks at Dogbite in awe of who she is, Dogbite's age is unknown but to guess about 17 like himself, she's of the beast race and her name was given to her by the old man, that and because she ravagely bit him when he tried to carry her.
Finally with the sun setting and the day winding down to a end Kid lets out a deep exhale and says "For a better tomorrow."
End Chapter.