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?

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I started to move towards the cave but the sight of the mud still coming at me made me falter and stop. I turned and ran up the hill behind me and climbed on top of a rock just before the river of mud ran past me. I stood there in the rain watching the mudflow pass me. It was washing away parts of the rock I stood on with it. I realized that if I did not get off my butt and move to another place of safety I would be washed away very soon.

I looked around me for a place to jump to but I saw nothing. Finally, I saw something floating down with the mud river. It was a group of trees caught together by the branches. I knew this was my last chance for escape from this rock so I got ready to jump when the trees got closer. I counted the seconds until I had to jump. Five…four…three…two…one. I jumped with all my might, sailed through the air, and landed right on top of the group of trees. I had made it.

I was filled with relief because right after I jumped the rock I was standing on got washed away under a sudden rush of water. I looked for the source of this sudden rush and saw that a rockslide had caused a large wave to come up behind me and push me faster down the river. I held on tight to the branches and prayed to the gods for mercy. Suddenly I ran aground. I looked around and saw I had been lodged on some sort of steep hill.

I had to climb it if I was to going to escape this deadly river. I jumped up, grabbed a small ledge, and tried to pull myself up. However, my upper body strength was not very good and it proved unsuccessful. I was about to drop down when the group of trees below me washed away.

“No!” I cried. “Come back!” The trees continued to float downriver until they were out of sight. My arms started to ache and I knew I could not hold on much longer. I was about to let go when a rope dropped beside me. Not thinking I grabbed onto it and held on with all my strength. I started to rise away from the river. When I looked up, I saw a white tattooed face looking down at me. He grabbed me and pulled me up over the edge. I looked around me, I was completely surrounded my nords and they were all glaring at me.