An Ashlanders Tale Chapter 3 Options

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Some of you may have read my first two chapter in this little adventure and enjoyed it. Well i've got alittle twist for yall. Let me introduce to you another charcter that is very important to this story. Her name is Johannes.


Chapter 3

[size=18]Johannes's Story

Here we come to a part in this adventure when another character’s plot begins to unfold. This character’s name is Johannes. She is a young female nord who grew up in the new settlement of Dagon Fel. So far her life has been completely unscathed by the war that was going on right outside her small village. However, as we all know nobody can escape war when it is already at your own doorstep. Let us begin Johannes’s story.


“Father.” Johannes asked when she saw her family rushing past them in the streets of Dagon Fel.

“Father!” He turned to look to see who was calling. When he saw Johannes his face lit up and he hurried towards her.

“Hurry daughter. A army is marching this way and I fear they have death and destruction on their minds.”

“What army? Who would want to attack our village?”

All I know is I saw a large group of soldiers coming this way and that I need to get my family out of here before the reach us.” He said in a very urgent tone.

I stared at him in disbelief but his face should too much worry and strain for him to be lying. “Ok. I must get home to gather my stuff.” I started to walk off but he grabbed my arm.

“No there isn’t enough time for that. They will be upon us at any moment we must hurry.”

I nodded and began to follow him through the village. Several people stopped to watch us in our hurry to leave but nobody looked too suspicious of us. I wondered why my father was not telling the others about this approaching army. Thy must know about them. My father would not condemn them all… would he?

[jonajosa]

Small part to finish this scene. Then we can get on to the next ones.

I laid there not moving staring right back at them. For a long time they just talked to themselves. Several seemed ready to kill me as soon as their leader decided I was not worthy of living. Finally after a few minutes of sitting and trying to listen one finally broke away from the others and came towards me.

“What is your name?” I flinched at his very deep and scratchy voice. It was a voice of authority and wisdom.

“Johannes” I responded quickly. I was afraid that if I had drug myself into some long speech about myself he would have killed me for not being able to shut my mouth.

Again he drew back towards his group and they began talking about what they would do next. I sat there impatiently wondering if I should try to run. I looked around me and decided that if I even made the slightest wrong movement one of the nords behind me would swipe my head clean off my shoulders. I looked back towards the ones that were talking and saw the man that talked to me before was coming back.

“You are to come with us.” He said. I nodded back at him and got up. Before I could start walking though somebody came up behind me and tied my arms together. I was pushed in the direction they were walking and blindfolded. Off we go I thought.