A small town called Bilower

An early morning in a small town called Bilower. A ten year old girl with blonde hair so bright it almost looked white, and eyes with a grassy green color was sitting leaning against a house wall looking at the market. Her name was Lucy she'd been an orphan since her parents died when she was four.

Lucy lived all alone on the streets and she only had one friend, his name was Andrew. Andrew was a twelve year old boy. He had short wavy almost black brown hair, his eyes were purple like a dark lillac flower. He would come and play with Lucy whenever he managed to escape from his father. Sometimes he even brought his nine year old sister Annabel with him. Annabel had black hair with beautiful fiery eyes.

They would always have to either disguise themselfs, or go to the Forrest since his father was the major of the town and anyone would be able to recognize him. Lately though she never saw him it had almost been a week since the three of them went to the Forrest playing knights and bandits.

Being an orphan living on the streets she was almost invisible, except for when someone needed to went their anger and took it out on her. Another time would be when she stole food like carrots, cabbages, apples and other things from the farms, or when she stole bread or sausages from stalls in the market. She'd been living like that for six years sometimes being successful other times getting a beeting.

She had heard a lot of rumors lately about the nearby monsters attacking sheepings, cowhorns and horsels. Citizens that lived near the outskirts of the town were also reported missing. Maybe that had something to do with Andrew not showing up anymore? Actually she hadn't even seen him leave the mansion since the last time they went to the Forrest.

Lucy suddenly got curious as to what was causing all those rumors. She knew that things like dragons and trolls could attack towns and cities, but it could just as well be goblins or other smaller monsters. The major would probably hire some adventurers or mages to deal with it.

While Lucy was lost in thought two men wearing scratched creaking Armour marched up to her looked at her for a short while discussing something. Suddenly Lucy was dragged right back to reality as one of the men started dragging her.

She put her feet in front of her trying to stop, while pulling her arm desperately trying to get loose and run away. She screamed her lungs but Noone even lifted a finger to help her. She was an orphan. There would be absolutely no benefit to helping her, they would only turn the knights against them.

The two knights finally stopped when they reached the Forrest at the outskirts of the little town. Lucy was pulled forward and then pushed to the ground. One of the two knights behind her pointed at her while saying "This girl should be around your daughters age. She's an orphan and Noone will be looking for her, mylord."

As Lucy loocked at the person in front of her, she saw a welknown person. A quite chubby, yet somehow still musculous person. His hair was almost was black though there was still a faint brown, and just by the roots a bit of Grey could be seen. His eyes were a fiery orange.

The major.