After traveling down a dirt road surrounded by thick trees for half of the day, the caravan decided to stop for a rest in a large lush green clearing filled with flowers ranging in colors from black to white and everything in between.
John: “How pretty, these flowers are all insanely vibrant and uniquely shaped compared to any of the field flowers from where I came from.”
Said John, as he inspected a half green half purple tube shaped flower.
Riley: “Yeah the flowers bloom really brightly around this season.”
John: “So it’s spring?”
Riley: “No winter is quickly approaching we’re in autumn right now.”
John: “As expected of another world, Hey Riley what kind of flower is this?”
John picked up a Green flower that had a weird black stripe pattern running down each of its 3 petals.
He was about to inhale when out of no-where Riley slapped the flower out of his hand.
Riley: “THAT WAS POISONOUS!”
Jon: “SH@#!”
John cussed as he tried to grab water out of the back of the wagon to wash off his hand with.
Riley: “GAHAHAH, you should see your face it’s hilarious hehehe.”
Riley was doubled over laughing at John, while she was doing this he swiftly walked up to her, grabbed both sides of her cheeks, and pulled them.
Riley: “UMU, IEM SCHORRY!”
John began furiously tugging on her face pulling it into many different shapes while tears slipped out of Riley’s eyes as she begged for mercy.
Etten: “Hey you two! We’re planning our strategy for the next leg of this trip and we need you to hear it.”
Exclaimed Etten as he beckoned the two of them over, John and Riley quickly walked over to join up in the conversation.
Etten: “OK, so the next leg of this trip is wrought with danger it’s the reason why we hired you unsavory folk, there are insanely strong monsters from here to Eischtenbarg along with the recent bandit outbursts it’s truly hazardous.”
John began surveying the people standing around him, other than Riley who was currently rubbing her face under her hood. There were 10 others, the two mercenaries that caught his eye were a dwarf wielding a bow, and an Elf wielding a rapier.
Etten: “Alright you guys, first off we’ll have the strongest in the front John, Riley, Elden, and Drven you four make up the front of the caravan the other 8 can guard the sides and back up the Royal Guards in the rear.”
All of the Mercenaries and soldiers began separating into groups getting ready to travel, but a select few had some other ideas.
Fat Pig-Faced Mercenary: “HEY ETTEN, why the hell do you consider those four the strongest?”
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Squealed a fat pig-faced mercenary, he was covered in vials and standing directly behind him was a tall hooded figure with a missing an arm. The duo approached Etten and the pig-faced one pointed his finger at John’s group.
Etten: “You really want to know? Ask em yourself don’t bother me with your insecurities.”
After Etten brushed him of, the porky mercenary turned beet red and motioned for his companion to follow him.
Fat Mercenary: “Oy, you sorry sods! My name is Hogen and I intend to prove that I’m the strongest here, mind telling me why they recruited you?”
Riley looked at Hogen from under her hood and chuckled while nudging John in the side.
John: “Ok look Hog in order to waste some time while traveling we’ll tell you why we got recruited but right now you’re just being a pest.”
Hogen: “IT’S HOGEN YOU BELLIGERENT FOOL!”
Riley: “Belligerent… *snrk*”
Elden then stood up with his long blonde hair flowing behind him. He then drew his sword putting it up to Hogen’s neck faster than He could blink.
Elden: “If I wanted to I could have killed you just then satisfied?”
Sweat then started to pour from Hogen’s face as he and his bodyguard retreated into one of the groups of other mercenaries.
Elden: “Sigh… what a pain.”
John: “Heh I guess actions really do speak louder than words, and though words might be sharper than a doubled edged sword, it only takes one edge to silence all words.”
After saying this, the group looked at John with an amazed expression, Riley in particular had her mouth slightly agape, but John simply shrugged.
Drven: “What are you a scholar?”
Riley: “No he’s an idiot”
John: “Ah, no I was just thinking about a saying from where I’m from out loud.”
Elden: “Ok…. Well let’s get moving we’re burning daylight here.”
The group then moved to their position in front of the caravan and after a couple minutes the caravan finally set off.
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Whoa k sorry for SUPER SHORT CHAPTER my life has been about as organized as a Lego kit in a hurricane. SO RANT TIME!!! First: I got a girlfriend (FINALLY) it only took 18 years, Second: Aaron's Race and Roll is picking up steam so i'm doing radio interviews almost every day along with frequent charity events and promotional stuff yadda yadda, 3rd: NO I'm not running out of ideas for this story (trust me) I just wanted to post a quick chapter to prevent you guys from thinking i dropped the series. Love you all if you wan't more information just google Aaron's Race and Roll you'll find something trust me. AS ALLWAYS PLEASE COMMENT!!!! it fuels meh :3