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THE UNWILLING

Everything was normal for Fred until the old man showed up. Fred was a fine lad with his dark brown hair, fair complexion and dark eyes. He was also a serf by occupation and title, and that left him with little other choice but to labor on Lord Damskov's estate. Fred hadn't been born a serf, though. He was a freedman until his parents died when he was ten, and they left their debt to the lord unpaid. By law he was forced into the servitude of the debt owner, and there he remained for several years. The first ten years of freedom had given him an independent streak, but he kept his mouth shut to keep the peace. Days slipped into weeks, and then months, and still he continued to live and work on his lord's manor. Now he was a young man of fifteen, and still chained to the estate. That is, until the old man came and wrecked his life. The day started out as many others had before it. The sun rose and he along with it, and Fred had trudged out into the plots assigned for him to manage. There were several acres of crops to weed and water, and after that work was done he could manage his own little plot of dirt used to grow his own food. If Fred left the supply of food up to his lord then he would have died of starvation. Beyond his fields stretched miles and miles of farmland that traveled over the rolling hills, interrupted only by sparse clumps of trees and bushes, and the occasional manor. A river ran close to the manor on which he lived and wound its way west toward a town he knew existed but had never seen. He didn't have any curiosity to see it, either; he was far too busy tending his small patches of rocks and weeds. Fred was just setting to work when the old man came walking close by on the wide dirt path that led from the main road to the manor house. The boy was interested in this stranger, for strangers were a rare sight. Even more rare was such a stranger as this, what with his ragged brown cloak draped over his shoulders. The ends dragged along the ground behind him and covered any footprints he left in the dust. There was also the white, unkept hair which trailed down over the old man's shoulders and draped over the front and back of the cloak. He had wisps of white hair over his head, but his eyes were well-covered by a pair of bushy gray eyebrows and he had a long, white beard that stretched down to his waist. The old man carried a staff in his hand, but though his pace was slow and feeble he didn't lean his weight against it. Fred was startled when the stranger lifted his head and turned those old eyes on him. They were a bright blue, brighter than the clear sky above them, and held an energy which wasn't seen in his step. The old man tottered over to Fred and looked the lad up and down. A small smile graced his mustached lips, and he nodded his head. "Can such a fine lad as yourself tell me where I might find the nearest town?" the old man asked him. Fred shook his head. "I haven't been farther from this manor than a mile, and the town is somewhere beyond that to the west." "Can you help me find it? I am old and haven't much strength to be wandering over all these winding roads," the stranger requested. "I can't. I'm not allowed to leave the manor without permission from my lord." Fred dared not disobey his lord's laws. The stranger pulled at his beard, and the smile remained on his lips. "I see. Well, I suppose you wouldn't want to disobey your lord for a short adventure."

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The sun was setting over the ancient city of Ravenswood as Aric, a powerful necromancer, made his way through the winding streets. He had spent the last several years studying the arcane arts, driven by his desire to unlock the secrets of life and death. And today, he believed he was on the verge of a breakthrough. As he entered his workshop, Aric couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. He knew that his research could change the world, and he was determined to see it through. But as he began his experiments, he soon realized something was wrong. The ancient ritual he was performing seemed to be going according to plan, but as the magic flowed through him, he felt a sense of unease. Suddenly, there was a blinding flash of light, and Aric felt a surge of power, unlike anything he had ever experienced. He collapsed to the floor, his mind reeling from the intensity of it. When he came to, he realized that something had gone wrong. The ritual he had been performing had unleashed a terrible curse upon the city, and he knew that he was the only one who could stop it. As he stumbled out of his workshop, Aric could see the chaos that had engulfed the city. The dead were rising from their graves, and the streets were filled with panicked citizens running for their lives. He knew that he had to act quickly if he hoped to stop the curse from spreading. But as he made his way through the city, Aric soon realized that the curse was more powerful than he had imagined. It seemed to spread faster than he could contain it, and he knew he would need help if he hoped to stop it. With a sense of determination, Aric set out to find allies who could help him in his quest. He knew that the road ahead would be difficult and dangerous, but he was determined to see it through, no matter the cost. As Aric journeyed deeper into the city, he encountered a young warrior named Leif who had lost everything to the curse. Leif was driven by a desire for revenge and was more than willing to help Aric in his quest. Together, they set out to gather information and find a way to stop the curse. As they delved deeper into the curse, they discovered that it was not just a random event but a part of a larger, more sinister plot. They learned that there were powerful forces at work, ancient and malevolent beings that sought to use the curse for their ends. With the help of a skilled mage named Niamh and a wise druid named Gwendolyn, they uncovered the secrets of the curse and set out to confront the powerful beings behind it. But as they journeyed deeper into the heart of the curse, they realized that the stakes were higher than they had ever imagined. As they battled the ancient beings, Aric was forced to confront the truth about himself and his actions. He realized that the only way to stop the curse and save the world was to make the ultimate sacrifice. But would he be able to do it? In the end, Aric and his companions must face off against the powerful beings behind the curse in a showdown. They must use all of their skills and powers to defeat the enemy and save the world. Along the way, they also discover the true meaning of sacrifice, loyalty, and the power of redemption. As the curse was finally lifted, Aric felt a sense of relief wash over him. But he also knew that the cost of his actions had been high and that the journey ahead would be long and difficult. But with his companions by his side, he knew that they could face whatever challenges came their way.

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