The Tale Of Jerrick, Chapter 1 Options

[Shinnok]

My name is Jerrick Ettiene, son of Claude Ettiene and Arrielle Ettiene. I am Breton born and raised in High Rock. I had few luxuries for my father was a Fisherman. We lived in a small cottage near the Bjoulsae River living off the fish my father caught. At the age of 12 my father let me go hunt in the forests to provide for my Mother who fell ill. That's when it all started.
I was 18 and I left to the forests when I found a dead guard against a tree stump, horrified I ran foward to see barbarians ripping each others flesh off. Next to the gruesome onslaught were dozens of dead guards.
There remained only one of these madmen he checked to see if anyone one else stood in the forest and he saw me. I jumped forward ready for battle, he circled around me waiting for the right time to strike. But anxiety took the best of me and I rushed towards him axe in hand. Before I could start my Hack N
Slash tactic he kicked me in chest sending me flying backwards.
I fell nearly 10 feet away from where I was. Know I knew the measure of his strength . I waited for him to attack this time. He lunged towards me so I rolled to the side and plunged my axe into his shoulder he howled in pain but with another kick I again went flying. Acting quickly he ran to strike a final blow but I hid behind a tree into which he jumped face first paralyzing him for a few seconds.
I punched him in the face trying to get in any hit I could, trying make his nose bleed and pop his eardrums. He fell I picked my axe from his shoulder and plunged it into his head killing him.

[Shinnok]

I was lead by Marcus to the training ground. He left me at the gate and walked through.

I found a large Imperial wielding a Claymore hacking at a target.

We made eye contact and he greeted me.

" Good day " he said in a kind tone. " I assume you are Jerrick our new recruit ".

" Yes " I replied

" According to these documents you chose Heavy Armor and Blade as your melee combat skills , well go into the armory and get your equipment".

I put on a full suit of Iron Armor minus helmet, and grabbed a Chitin Longsword.

I went outside and my instructor spoke to me.

" Your first test is a life or death situation ".

" What ".

" Your fighting a prisoner if he dies you pass if not you dont, its a brutal test of strength".

I drew my sword and stood in defensive position, the prisoner charged at me and tried to stab at my chest. I knocked his sword out of his hand with a quick blow right before he struck me.

He went to the floor to get his sword but I impaled him through the back and in a few seconds he was dead.

I felt no remorse because I knew as an Imperial Guard because I had to be able to kill criminals and the prisoner was nothing but a common criminal to me.

My instructor was in shock from the speed of the trial and I was dismissed.

Because all my training sessions were only a few minutes long it was still early in the afternoon so I decided to take a stroll in the garden and collect a few ingredients for potions.

When I stepped into the garden I saw an endless stream of beauty and color from the flora. I walked through collecting everything I could carry from common flowers to some that looked like there were not this world.

I went back to the dormitory and put both the ingredients and my Alchemy equipment on a desk and made potions from that time until nightfall. I planned on selling later.

I was very tired so I changed into my robe and went to sleep.