Quintin
06-13-2003, 01:22 AM
Slade's human mother died giving birth to him. So his high-elven father after mourning his wifes death, took him back to his homeland. Slade looked up to his father, he was the only one who treated him as an eqaul. He tried to play with the other children in the village, but they shunned him and called him "half-blood". So Slade spent most of his time in his room, always feeling like an outsider. Untill one day a gnome rouge by the name of Bronweg came to visit Slade's father. Bronweg had news of an orc raiding party coming down from the mountains as they speak to attack the elven village. Slade's father being the cheif in commander of the village, led a party of the best armed elven men too meet them in the grassy fields outside of the village.
Slade watched as his father fought the orcish raiding party head on. The tall grass was covered in orc and elven blood. A few falling every so many minutes on both sides. His fathers party was able to push the orcs back up into the mountains. But, Slade's father was wounded very badly in the process by an orcish arrow that went threw his side. As they rushed him too the bed of his home his father called out "Slade, come...here" Slade kneeled over his father and said "Yes father?"
His father smiled "Slade..., I want you to know that your my son, and I love you with every ounce of my being" Slade's eyes started to itch, he knew that his father was dying.. "Son..be proud of who and what you are" Slade trying to hold the tears back "Father...don't leave me..your all I have"
His father smiled "Be strong son...go with Bronweg, its not safe to be here anymore."
He closed his eyes and and smiled again " I see your mother...she is proud of you too.."
Slade couldnt take it anymore, he grab'd hold of his father too shake him, but nothing happend..his father had died just like his mother..and he couldn't do a thing about it..
Slade swore to avenge his fathers death on those cursed orcs someday.. but he was powerless...he needed power..someday he would find that power...
Screams of women and childeren echoed the village that night..the orcs overan the village in a matter of hours, they burned everything to the ground leaving nothing in their wake. Slade and Bronweg had already left the village hours prior too that.
6 years have passed since his fathers death, Slade is 17 years of age now, trained in the ways of the rouge by Bronweg..He sets out on his journey too rid the world of evil, and one day avenge his fathers death...
~The End~
Slade watched as his father fought the orcish raiding party head on. The tall grass was covered in orc and elven blood. A few falling every so many minutes on both sides. His fathers party was able to push the orcs back up into the mountains. But, Slade's father was wounded very badly in the process by an orcish arrow that went threw his side. As they rushed him too the bed of his home his father called out "Slade, come...here" Slade kneeled over his father and said "Yes father?"
His father smiled "Slade..., I want you to know that your my son, and I love you with every ounce of my being" Slade's eyes started to itch, he knew that his father was dying.. "Son..be proud of who and what you are" Slade trying to hold the tears back "Father...don't leave me..your all I have"
His father smiled "Be strong son...go with Bronweg, its not safe to be here anymore."
He closed his eyes and and smiled again " I see your mother...she is proud of you too.."
Slade couldnt take it anymore, he grab'd hold of his father too shake him, but nothing happend..his father had died just like his mother..and he couldn't do a thing about it..
Slade swore to avenge his fathers death on those cursed orcs someday.. but he was powerless...he needed power..someday he would find that power...
Screams of women and childeren echoed the village that night..the orcs overan the village in a matter of hours, they burned everything to the ground leaving nothing in their wake. Slade and Bronweg had already left the village hours prior too that.
6 years have passed since his fathers death, Slade is 17 years of age now, trained in the ways of the rouge by Bronweg..He sets out on his journey too rid the world of evil, and one day avenge his fathers death...
~The End~