Konrad's story Options

[Konji]

I thought I would give it you in bitesize pieces...as I find them easier to read.


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Konrad woke up, slowly opening one of his eyes. He covered his face with his hand, the light of the midday sun burning his eyes. He pushed his bed covers down, his shiny leather tunic visible now. He never really changes his clothes, but has them washed immediately. He got up, sighing and brushing his coal black hair from his eyes.

“Where is father?” Konrad called down as he descended the antique wooden stairs.

“He is already at his school opening, but I didn’t want to wake you,” his mother replied, frowning as she looked up from her lunch. Picking up a slice of bread Konrad broke free of the confinement of his house, blinking ferociously at the revealed light. He looked around, still amazed at the artistry of the buildings surrounding him. He spent many an hour gazing out of the small opening in his room, just marvelling at the wonders of the architects and builders.

He glanced at the position of the sun to confirm his thoughts. “It is late in the day…I must get there if I am to pass the trials,” Konrad mumbled to himself. He raced through the backstreets of the city, passing the many landmarks on the way, and eventually reached his father’s dream…The Blade School.

[Konji]

I've left my uh....0 readers on a cliff hanger in this one!

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Konrad stumbled along the dirt path carved ruggedly into a vast sea of evergreens. He had been marching for four days now, his legs weary from the endless toil. He had been thinking these past few days about life…he knew it was going to end soon.

‘I vow never to do anything wrong again…’ he thought, before tripping over a log and falling face first onto the track again. He pushed himself up slowly with his right arm, his left arm broken badly from his fall. He carried on, now incredibly thirsty after being stupid enough not follow the river he had found two days previous.

Ahead of him the forest was getting sparser, the trees now letting in a fair amount of golden sun and lighting up the jaunty limes of the forest floor. Konrad sighed, stumbling once more and holding onto a tree for balance. He carried on stubbornly.

As he reached the end of the forest he grinned broad, then jumped up and down laughing. He had found Cyrodiil Lake! He dove in, gasping as his broken arm hit the water. He grinned again regardless of the pain, splashing about with his free arm and drinking in the water.

He swam in the direction of the city now, knowing exactly where he was. Soon it would come into view, the great city, and he would be saved. He continued on, but soon realized he was incredibly tired. His eyelids fighting for control he let them take over, floating on the lake and snoring slightly.

He woke up just as the sun was going into its routine slumber, the amber aura weaving its way through the great city next to Konrad and sending great shadows laid out thin. Konrad looked around him, now on familiar terrain. He had miraculously floated just by the city’s drawbridge, so pushed off the shallow bottom of the lake and hooked his fingers around the open gate.

He clambered up to be met by 2 swords, both placed neatly below his chin. Konrad thought about dropping down again, but feared his head wouldn’t.

“What is your business here son, sneaking onto the drawbridge?” the smaller guard asked.

“Probably a spy coming to kill the emperor!” roared the larger, and obviously more paranoid, one. After a long discussion about whom and what he was, and eventually how they should kill him, Konrad butted in.

“Uh…I live here. I have been missing for some days as I was taken by the attackers of the sword school.” He told them, lightly pushing their swords away and continuing his struggle up. The guards let him on, confused.

“Sword school? You mean that big pile of rubble?” the small one asked, sheathing his sword. Konrad blinked in shock then ran away from them and into the town square.
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This post has been edited by Konradude: Aug 16 2005, 04:55 PM