The Harbringer of Death

Well I'm Putting it here has well! (I've fixed most grammatical and spelling mistakes BTW) I wrote this about some months ago?

The Harbringer of Death

Prologue

The Basis of all life was set up, the light and holy people got the heavens... the living had the grounds and the dead got the rotting lands. However Death thought this was wrong, why should such puny living things be living in better conditions than them. The only real reason this was set up was simply because the holy people thought of death less important with his unholyness, the living prayed to them and they liked them more. But Death started a rebellion and got his own Harbringer of Death which would lead his soldiers to gain the lands he thought should be his. And slowly this happened, starting with sin, it corrupted some of the first living, then the sin became stronger and murderers and criminals came about to serve death. The Harbringer gathered them and made an army. Then came the great plague, one of death's first’s efforts to wipe out the living. The plague wasn’t strong enough; forces of justice from the holy heavens repelled them. Death waited till the holy heavens lost their interest in the living and death told his harbringer to bring chaos upon the world. All the harbringer asked as his payment for doing these things was his own name; his name became Cranok the Harbringer of Death. And so the chaos continued until they came upon a kingdom called Gold Shire, it had lots of white magic and holy paladins which made it very difficult for Cranok to defeat them. A very special knight upon them named Brenard slaughtered the undead and brought hope to the land. But all that hope was wiped out when Cranok himself came to the front lines and burst his way to the main castle.

Ahh now ima do it like first person the prologues over couldn’t think of a good way to transition into the main story so I’m doing this lol

Part 1 All hope lost

Brenard the knight ran with his plate red armor to the queen and laid his shield covered with runes down " He’s here! He’s gotten to the gate we-we don’t have much time we need to get out!" He said in Panic. But he was too late. The Queen and Brenard Turned to the wooden throne doors as they heard the murderous screams of a footman being killed. A figure of unholy dark armor entered the room stepping over the dead body, at the figure's helm gazed two dark red eyes. As he walked up everything around him began to look dead. All the soldiers backed up a little seeing the ground rot under his feet. "NO," Brenard said, “it’s too late." Five of the Queen's guards ran up to Cranok the Harbringer of Death to fight him but with a push of his hands Cranok sent them flying and one after another hit the walls, some catching on fire from the torches hanging on the walls. Blood thirsty ghouls flooded into the throne rooms killing all the Queen's guards. Brenard ran up to the Harbringer in the middle of the throne room and clashed swords with him, but he wasn’t strong enough. Brenard's sword was hit away by Cranok leaving an opening. Cranok stabbed Brenard and Brenard lurched to the ground covered with blood. The Queen ran down the stone steps with her blue cloak dragging behind her from her throne and began fighting Cranok with magic. But all her magic was useless, she tried a fire bolt but the Harbringer warded it off with his hand. She tried blasting a frost bolt at him but the same happened. The Harbringer laughed as he walked up to her and grabbed her by the neck. As the Queen struggled to get out he grabbed his Sword and sliced her head clean off. In the castle a ghostly silence came upon the small number of survivors. All hope was lost.


Part 2 The Rebellion

As the Harbringer of Death walked out of the throne room with his ghouls Brenard the Knight slowly stood up in a last effort to kill the harbringer but was too weak and fainted again.
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Brenard was awoken by a surviving guard, " how many more survived?" Brenard asked.
" Only about three others," the guard replied in sorrow.
" We must quickly head to safety before Cranok discovers we survived, we should head to Elling Cove and stay in one of the caves."
"Yes, sir," The Guard said, and then the guard ran off to the other guards and told them of the plan.
Brenard looked around among the dead bodies and saw his sword covered with runes and picked it up. About five feet from it lied the queen's bloody head, It was hard to recognize covered in all the blood, Brenard quickly turned away at the grotesque sight of it. Brenard suddenly noticed that he was healed and wondered how it could have happened. He headed to the castle kitchen which was a mess and gathered food and water for the trip to Elling Cove.
"I think we have enough food and water let’s get going we can’t spend too much time pondering about," Brenard said.
“Yes let’s get going now," The guard replied. They began their journey which would take a short trip through the desert into the oasis lands and a quick swim to the cove.
Meanwhile
The Harbringer quickly jumped onto his horse and rode to the nearest town under Albion's rule to announce their new ruler, Death while his mass of ghouls followed behind. As he entered the town people everywhere hid in their houses looking out their windows, but a braver soul stood in the town. He was of old age but looked like he would've been a strong knight in his earlier years and wore clothes suitable for a mayor.
“Why are you here you Deathly being!" The Mayor yelled with courage. In response the Harbringer laughed along with all his ghouls.
" You will not address me as that for I am your new ruler!" The Harbringer yelled
" Who-What do you mean? No you’re not the queen is our ruler!"
" HAH! Not anymore I chopped her head clean off"
" You vile being!"
" I see your going to be a problem, eh? Why don't I chop your head off just like I did to the queen?"
" Ahhhh, no need for that my king I shall do what you wish," The mayor said realizing what would come if he continued to argue.
" Very good" The Harbringer shuffled through his pockets and handed the mayor a piece of paper.
" The new rules...," The Harbringer explained.
Rules
1. No one shall speak of the old queen, if so they shall be decapitated.
2. Killing is no longer a crime.
3. I shall receive one sacrifice a day for my ghouls, if failed to comply I shall take 5 woman and children that day.
4. This town's job is to start making a shrine to the god death.
5. Stealing is no longer a crime.
6. No white magic is allowed, if someone performs it they shall be burned to death.
7. No sense of justice or freedom is allowed
8. If the mayor fails to have these rules carried out he shall be decapitated along with 10 villagers.

The Mayor shivered when he read the rules knowing this would cause total chaos. The Harbringer rode off to do the same to other towns and cause chaos.
Back with Brenard

After a trip through the desert the men were glad to see the oasis lands up ahead. But something seemed wrong they saw smoke among the palm trees. As they ran to the oasis lands they saw a small town under attack by ghouls.
" No, not here! Is no where safe?" Brenard yelled with anger.
" We should help them," The guard said. Brenard nodded and they ran to the town engaging with the enemy. The town had about ten guards but it wasn't enough. Brenard quickly thought of an idea.
" Guards retreat to the trees!" Brenard yelled. The guards listened as they were desperate. The villagers came too, as they all ran behind the trees Brenard cast a fire bolt to the trees catching them on fire and creating a wall of fire to ward off the ghouls. Just a mile behind them was the ocean where they could swim to the cove. With the new guards and villagers Brenard led them to the ocean as the stupid ghouls burned themselves trying to get past the fire. Brenard would start a rebellion against Death.

Part 3 Preparations

Everything was going according to plan for death, the next step would be to prepare for his arrival. Death ordered the Harbringer to prepare the ritual to summon death to the living lair. Death would do something that has never been done before; he would merge the Dead and Living lands. Everything but one reagent for the ritual was reached, the heart of the mighty dragon Searinox. The only problem was that they didn't know where Searinox lived. Searinox's location was only known by an old hermit by the name of Arthur who lived in the forest near the oasis lands.

A boy about fourteen years old covered with dirty farmer
clothing sat out on his house's porch with his little sister that looked about
thirteen years old. In the horizon they saw black figures running towards them
ruining the crop. The boy grabbed a pitchfork and ran inside with his little
sister. His old father Peter who was once a well known swordsman turned around
as his son ran in with his sister and slammed the door.
"What’s wrong Charles?" Their father Peter asked," Tell me
what’s wrong."
"I s-s-saw ghouls," Charles his son yelled in fright.
"Ghouls..." Peter started shuffling through some papers, “Son I need
you to do me a favor, Take this map and go to the house marked on it, you'll
meet a man named Arthur he'll know what to do."
"Y-you want us to leave you behind!?" Charles asked in disbelief.
"Well it’s the only way, Son I love you and I’ll always be with you and
your sister Abby, I’ll be watching over you but I've already lived my life, but
son, you and your sister haven't. If it means I have to die for you to live I'm
going to do it son. get on the horse outside and go as fast as you can to
Arthur, we don't have much time, so get going," The father said calmly to
his son then went and got his sword and shield from atop his fireplace.
"Fine, we’ll go," Said his son sobbing. Charles ran out with his
sister Abby and jumped on the horse pulling his sister on. They rode to the
silent forest where they would find Arthur.
The legendary swordsman stepped out onto his old wooden porch with his old
sword which had seen much blood and his shield that had many beatings and
looked straight at the ghouls. As one ghoul approached jumping up to tackled
the swordsman with such swiftness the swordsman cut the ghoul's head off before
it got within a foot of him. Letting out hell's rage he ran towards the ghouls
destroying all in his path, but he was still old. After killing about half of
the ghouls he collapsed, his muscles and bones couldn't take it. He couldn't
move and the ghouls killed him as he lay on the ground helpless, but it was a
quick death for the ghouls went for the heart first.





Brenard stepped into the murky cove with the villagers and
guards. They all rested their from the attack on the village and tended wounds.
Brenard needed to think of a plan to defeat the Harbringer. First he needed to
gather more rebels, but most of the towns that might be willing to help were
under watch by the Harbringer. Another problem was they couldn't stay in the
cove for too long, they'd have to keep moving towards the forest and find help
there.
"Men and woman," Brenard said speaking to all of the people in the
cave," Our first move shall be to gather more rebels. Tomorrow we shall head
to the forest and look for help there," Deep in the back of his mind he
knew the forest might not be safe either but they had to try.
"Our first motive is to survive and recruit, our secondary motive is to
find a way to defeat the Harbringer and bring peace back to this land."
"How are we supposed to do that, the Harbringer is too strong!" said
one of the villagers.
"We'll find a way it’s either that or sit around in this chaos and
die," Said Brenard convincing the villager. The sun began to set and everyone
began to sleep with Brenard standing guard, later he would change shifts with
another guard. Brenard peered out at the ocean wondering what could lay in it
while standing guard. Then he heard a melodious voice singing in the distance.
Brenard got up and looked around spotting a beautiful woman covered in a white
dress playing a golden harp, she was sitting atop a rock, and everything around
her seemed to glow. The woman had pointy ears so Brenard realized she was an
elf. Brenard was awed by the sight but the woman noticed him and quickly ran
away.
"Wait! I mean no harm!" Brenard said, but he got no response, He sat
the rest of the night thinking about her and wondering who she was. Then he
switched shifts with one of the guards and went to sleep.

Part
4 nowhere is Safe

Charles Came to an opening in the forest after riding for about half an hour,
He saw an old mystical house. Charles tied the horse up on a tree and his
sister followed him to the house. The boy raised his hand to knock on the door
but someone inside opened it before he got the chance.
"Who might you be young boy?" Said the man emerging, he was covered
with wizard's clothing and had a little soot on his blue robe.
"I am Charles son of Peter the legendary swordsman and this is my sister
Abby, my father sent me here for safety, ghouls attacked our farm." Said
Charles in dismay.
"Can you help us?" Said his sister quietly
"GAH, Your father shouldn't have sent you here!" Said the wizard
while stepping back inside," Come in."
The two children came in and took a seat at the table at the center of the
small house.
"The whole reason the ghouls came is because they are looking for ME, they
should be here soon we must run while we have the chance that your father gave
us," said the Wizard while gathering supplies.
"Do you think father survived?" Asked Abby. The wizard ignored her
for he didn't want to answer that.
"Come on now, Get outside and get on your horse," The Wizard walked
out with the two children. The two children got on their own horse and the
wizard called his and got on it.
"That way," Said the Wizard while pointing east.
"The mountains?" asked Charles.
"Yes, we will find Searinox and warn him," Said the Wizard.
"Wait who is Searinox?" Asked Charles.
"Enough questions! We have no time." The wizard yelled. So then they
rode off towards the mountains.


Morning came and Brenard got up to gather the people for the journey to the
forest, they would just have to go east from the cove and they would be in the
forest. An hour later everyone was up and ready to leave.
"Come on now we should get going," Brenard said while starting to
walk. The others followed him. As they walked through the forest they found an
abandoned small home, which had horse tracks near them.
"More people, we should follow these tracks," Said the knight as the
others agreed. After about three hours of walking in the silent forest they
came upon three figures lying down in the forest. Brenard drew his sword just
in case and stepped in front of them. The tallest one looked up.
"Ah Brenard a relief to see you! I thought you died at the caste,"
Said the wizard with joy.
"Ahh Arthur your alive as expected, why might you be running isn't your
house in the middle of nowhere safe?" Joked the knight.
"Apparently not, The Harbringer wants me for information, he needs the
heart of Searinox," Said the wizard becoming serious again, "I was
heading to warn the dragon."
"Then we shall accompany you, the help of a dragon may be one of our best
chances," Said Brenard.
"Very well then," Said the Wizard. The Wizard got up and awoke the
two sleeping children.
"These are survivors from an attack from the ghouls," The Wizard
explained.
"I see...," Brenard replied. Charles got up and recognized Brenard, a
famous knight.
"It's Brenard! Now we're all saved," Said Charles with glee.
"I'm sorry but I don't think so, even I cannot defeat the
Harbringer," Said the knight. Charles joyous feeling went away and he got
on his horse and Abby got on it too confused by the new people. They all began
to the mountains to another hope.

Part 5 Searinox

The Harbringer rode on towards the farm seeing the dead body of a farmer.
Jumping over and past the farmer's dead body he rode towards the forest along
with his ghouls trampling the forest trees. Back at the bottom of the mountain
Arthur leads Brenard and the others to discover a hidden but huge staircase
leading up the mountain.
"This leads to Searinox's cave." the old man explained. It would take
days to climb it... but as they began to climb a might black dragon the size of
fifty men swooped down from the top of the staircase confronting his
"intruders".
"GRRRR who are you people...," The dragon said in a deep tone. The
old man came to the front of the crowd.
"It is me Arthur, We have come to warn you that a dark force wishes to
take your hear for evil doings." The old man explained.
"HAH, they could not slay me...," The dragon said boastfully.
"Actually they could, it’s the Harbringer of death...,"The old man
said.
"Hmmm . . . well then we shall go to my dragon brothers to get help,"
The mighty black dragon said.
"Very well then may we ride on you?," said the old man knowing the
mighty dragon hated to be rode on.
"Ive got a different idea...," the dragon said with a smirk on his
face. But after he finished his sentence they heard a rustle from behind and
emerged a crowd of ghouls. But the dragon breathed fire on them turning them to
crisp ashes. Then came the Harbringer, The dragon breathed fire on him too
covering him in smoke probably lighting him on fire... it seemed too easy, it
looked like the dragon easily killed the Harbringer. But a dark figure emerged
from the smoke killing one of the villagers standing too close to him.
"Fire cannot kill me," Said the Harbringer in a dark voice. The
Harbringer raised his sword to kill another villager when Brenard jumped in
front of him.
"What do we have here?," the Harbringer said, "I thought I
killed you, your a persistant one!"
"No, you are! you never die," Brenard said slashing back at him,
"Searinox go, take the people to your brothers I shall deal with the
Harbringer!" Withought a second thought the dragon swooped up grabbing all
the people in his claws and flew off.
"GET BACK HERE," the Harbringer yelled.
"You’re not going anywhere! ,"Brenard said getting in the
Harbringer's way.
"You know you cannot defeat me!" The Harbringer yelled.
"Yes, but I’ve given hope once again to this land," Brenard said.
"Hope is nothing!," Yelled the Harbringer while striking Brenard,
Brenard guarded with his sword. Then the Harbringer's sword cut halfway through
Brenard's sword like it was wood. Brenard sidestepped dodging the blow while
releasing his sword. He came around to the side of the Harbringer and stabbed
his horse. The horse fell over along with the Harbringer and Brenard jumped up
to stab the Harbringer only to be stabbed straight through his chest as the
Harbringer held his sword up towards him. The Harbringer got up and kicked the
dead horse.
"Ghouls bring me another horse...,"The Harbringer said staring at
Brenard's Dead body.
"He made me fall..." said the Harbringer under his breathe.

Part 6 Lessons

"I think Bernard’s gone for sure... it was a brave
death Charles, he died in honor," Said Arthur putting an arm around
Charles," No boy should be going through something like this."
"No... I’m no boy anymore I'm fourteen! Arthur, teach me how to fight and
use magic," Charles said with determination in his eyes." The old man
chuckled.
"Just like your father was..." Arthur said with a grin.
"So, is that a yes?" Charles said cheerfully.
"Yes, I suppose it’s reasonable in these conditions, you'll need to be
able to protect your sister after all." The old man said glancing at
Charles's sister in the corner of the cavern sitting next to another dragon.
The dragon was blue with a soothing look; she was a female dragon, probably a
nursery dragon.
"So, can you teach me now?" Said Charles.
"Hmm First I'll have to teach you a bit about the origins of magic."
Said Arthur," You see, the humans usually ban people like me from their
villages, they think us like witches, that's why we are always living secluded
out in the middle of nowhere. Few know the origin of magic and how it works;
magic is almost a mystery all we know of its history is it was created to
defend off death that was holy magic. Death couldn't get up to our living
world, most people think that the heavens gave us holy magic, but one of
death's nameless advisers gave Death a great idea. The adviser told Death that
he should make his own magic, dark magic. With the knowledge death knew of how
the heavens created magic he conjured up his own spell to make his very own
Harbinger, and so the adviser was given the power of strength and became
Death's Harbinger. And Death’s magic evolved and became stronger and stronger
letting his Harbinger corrupt the living and bring back the dead. Meanwhile old
wise men, the elders were created their own magic, red magic; the magic was a
mix of holy and dark magic. I myself use red magic and that is what I shall
teach you." Arthur explained.
A glint of awe showed in Charles's eyes, all he knew was how to swing a sword,
now he had the potential to become a great magician!

Brenard was in a vast space of darkness, he felt cold and lonely. There was no sound;
he couldn't see anything but his own dull body in the middle of all the
darkness. Then he heard something, it sounded like a deep groan and in a flash
of light the Harbringer appeared in front of him and Brenard couldn't move. The
Harbringer somehow looked even darker than his surroundings except for his
glowing red eyes and his long black steel sword with red glowing runes on them.
As the Harbringer stepped closer to Brenard, Brenard felt like he was about to
freeze, an aura of cold and darkness surrounded the Harbringer as he was about
two feet from Brenard. Brenard was scared, what wouldn't be scared in this
situation? Then the Harbringer raised his sword as if to cut Brenard in half.
Brenard shut his eyes in fear but nothing came upon him. He opened his eyes to
discover he was in the skies watching a black dragon flying among the clouds
all alone. Then all of a sudden in the distance he spotted other flying figures
coming close. As they drew the black dragon went on even faster, to escape
them. Then Brenard noticed it, on the ground was a vast number of skeletons,
they were all dragon skeletons. Brenard shifted his gaze from the ghastly
skeletons to see the black dragon fighting off some giant bat like creatures
with a four foot wing span and blue eyes. Although they were much smaller than
him there was about six of them, all with great speed they swirled around him
continuously clawing him with their great talons. The Black dragon swirled
around breathing fire in a circle only to miss as the beasts easily moved out
of the way.

Brenard woke up on a bed in a dark room
lit with a single candle, he couldn’t see much but the drawer under the candle.
He noticed the drawer looked very elven, Brenard tried to stand up but a jolt
of pain went through him. He was bandaged almost all around his body, he fell
back on the bed and another jolt of pain went through his back and he yelled
out in pain. Then a door opened in the room and Brenard winced at the light on
his eyes. An elven woman came into the room covered in a white dress, she
seemed to glow, her green eyes stared at him.
"Who are you?" Brenard asked in a weakened voice.
"Shhh," The elf said calmly, “Rest, I found you injured and saved
your life, sleep." Then she closed the door and Brenard pondered on who
she was for a minute then quickly fell back to sleep.

Part 7 Ethena






Brenard's eyes opened as he was
blinded by the light shining into his room. The elven lady stepped into the
room and looked at his wounds.
"Try to get up, I think you've healed enough, you heal quickly," said
the elven lady with a soothing voice and a gentle smile. Brenard was entranced
by her beauty and steadily sat up.
"That's it, now come walk outside, I've made you some breakfast," The
elven lady said in that soothing voice, she paused for a moment then walked out
of the room. Brenard starred at the door and slowly got onto his feet, he
wasn't in his uniform but in a gold laced robe. He began to walk towards the
door and he passed a mirror, he stepped back starring into the mirror and
touched his face. On his face was a long scar down his cheek, something to
remember the Harbringer by. Brenard cursed under his breath as he wondered how
he got here, he'd been having many odd dreams returning to all the horrid
skeletons of dragons covering the ground in masses. He wondered what these
dreams meant. The living room was made completely of wood, all the furniture
looked elven and they were all created with great craftsmanship. He looked back
at the table where a silver plate lay with two fluffy pancakes and assorted
vegetables to the side. He sat down on the chair and began to eat. The food
tasted much better than the food at home, the vegetables much fresher and the
pancakes were something he couldn't describe. For a moment he was lost in the
great taste and mesmerized by this room. Sunlight shined into the room
illuminating everything.
"I'm guessing you want to know how you got here," Said the elven lady
stepping into the living room. She took a seat onto the chair on the opposite
side of him.
"Oh, yes please tell," Brenard said gulping down his food.
"I've been following you quite some time, even when you almost died at the
castle," She said staring into his eyes, “You see I came, to deliver
something to the queen. But I came too late for when I came the place was in
ruin and it was a horrific scene with much blood. Then I saw you laying there
and you were breathing, and a few others nearby you. You were lucky to be
alive; I quickly tended to you all using . . . the queen’s staff. I know it was
a bit disloyal but if I didn't use it you'd be dead right now. I put it back of
course but I stayed hidden before you awoke, I couldn't trust you. But now that
I've watched you I know you’re not one of them."
Brenard interrupted, “One of them?"
"Yes, many mortals were bribed by the Harbringer with power and money,
greed overtook them, sin over took them, a horrible thing to succumb to him, to
become a ghoul."
Brenard interrupted again, “Wait, so they became ghouls?"
"Yes, the Harbringer wouldn't follow up his promise; it’s too good to be
true. Anyways, so when you were attacked back at the mountains and you were
attacked by the Harbringer I took you in after he was long gone. You were lucky
you survived, just like you did after the castle attack," She said with s
steady gaze.
"The gods!" Brenard said excitedly.
"No, they have abandoned us, we are on our own," Said in dismay.

Part 8 We Start With A Book

Searinox walked up to the front of the massive cave and gazed out at the skies,
"Gargoyles, they only come out at night don't they?" A voice behind
him said.
"Yes, and all these stupid dragons are sleeping at the most dangerous
time," Searinox said turning around to Charles.
"But you'll protect us right?" Charles asked.
"Hmm . . . well gargoyles come in masses, if I were to fight a mass of
them I'd lose miserably," Searinox replied.
"Oh . . .," Charles said, then he turned back and lay down next to
his sister falling asleep.

The next day

Charles woke up and tried to find Arthur through all the dragons.
"Arthur! Where are you?" Charles yelled out in the cave.
"Here, over here Charles," Arthur beckoned to him; he was near the
entrance of the cave. Charles walked over to him and saw that he was holding a
book.
"Look at the book, it’s got some lessons in it, about how to use energy to
create magic, read it," Arthur said handing him the book.
"O.K, thanks Arthur," Arthur turned around and began talking with the
dragon elders.
"Hmm . . . “Charles said while staring at the book.
"Let’s see . . .,"Charles mumbled and flipped the book open.
"Hey Charles what are you looking at?" Said his sister coming up
behind him.
"Nothing go away," said Charles shooing her off. His sister frowned.
"Why?" His sister said trying to peek at what he was doing. Charles
went over to a corner and started reading while his sister sat next to him
trying to see what he was doing. Charles lifted his hand after reading a bit
and stared at it.
"Hmm . . . “Charles said staring at his hand. He began concentrating a
little spark of fire appeared in his hand.
"Charles you’re on fire!" his sister yelled.
"No you dummy its magic!" Charles yelled at her.
"Oh . . .," His sister said going back to Arthur.

Part 9 The Shard

"Well what were you supposed to be delivering?" Brenard asked
finishing his breakfast.
"This . . . ," The woman said pulling out a yellow pyramid shaped
object.
"Is that? . . .," Brenard said getting cutting off the woman.
"Yes, the last holy shard, the missing piece," She said putting it
down on the table.
"Well then we can destroy him!" Brenard said excitedly.
The woman shook her head," No, we still need the other orb, it must be
complete and the harbringer took it when he raided the castle,"
"Then we shall steal it back!" Brenard said.
"No, are you crazy? It’s impossible," she said.
"Back to reality . . .," Brenard mumbled. For a while they had an
awkward silence while Brenard studied the shard.
Brenard turned to her, “what’s your name?"
"Ethena, Daughter of Prowl," Ethena answered.
"Prowl? You mean the Elven king?," Brenard said astounded.
"Yes, don't talk about it," Ethena said sharply.
"Ok. . . Where are we?" Brenard asked
"In Arthurs house," Ethena answered.
"You know Arthur?" Brenard asked.
"Yes, he was hired as my tutor when I was a child," Ethena answered.
"I see . . .," Brenard looked around and walked up to a book shelf.
"He has a lot of elven items . . .," Brenard remarked. Ethena stayed
silent and stood up walking next to him. She stared at one book and took it
out, then she put it in her bag.
"Why are you stealing his things?!," Brenard yelled angrily.
"Calm down, He’s abandoned this place," Ethena said, "Well if
you can walk we better get going."

End of Whats been written as of 12/9/08 (in other words anything under this is new cotk) wow this is all one one page O_o thought it would put it on the second by now.