Role

Chapter 7

So he guarded the bakery all day, and in the evening he studied martial combat with an old warrior. Role + There was not enough money for an experienced and young one.
From time to time, the cries of the battle of the Forest with the Spire were heard in the city,
but most of all, Hrendya wanted to meet a real warrior so that he would teach him, give advice.
The old teacher already felt bad and was already thinking about leaving the desire to become a
warrior and thinking of being a fisher somewhere not far away, in the silver forests, it would be so
comfortable on a small lake, but this thoughts burned him.
He considered it a matter of honor to avenge himself, for this it is necessary to become a better warrior.
One day a magician in a dark hood came into the bakery. He was choosing foods and out of the corner
of his eye noticed Hrendya lying fatigued on the rug.
"Nerh is a fugitive! There you are, the magician hissed" - cried magician.
In an instant, the magician uttered "ice" and Hrendya froze.
He saw everything, but he couldn't do anything, his legs and lips didn't obey.
"I'm taking him away for execution", the magician told the baker. "He did a lot of dark in Thar Acacia,
innocent people died. Don't you have any questions, man?" -
"No, no", the baker bleated, "of course, take him".
-"Ice creature!" A scream was heard.- "I've been looking for you for a long time."
A tall warrior with two swords jumped out of the shadows.
He thrust one sword into the magician's belt, tried to hit the neck with the second,
but the magician dodged in time. Bouncing off, he began to run away.
The warrior started chasing the magician.
The ice magic stopped working on Hrendya and he fell to the floor, feeling that he could move again.
- "Blood, more blood!", screams were heard nearby. What kind of warrior is interesting,
I need to find him, I want to be like him, thought Hrendya and ran without looking from his temporary
shelter called "Bakery, warm rolls, you won't regret coming in."
It was necessary to go to the east, guided by the traces of the dark gray blood of the ice mage.
It was necessary to look for the ruins of suffering, as one tavern visitor told him, and to whom Hrendya have given his last money.
After several days of wandering, Hrendya finally found these ruins and saw a giant.
"What brings you here?" the giant asked the pale youth.
"The desire to be the best among the warriors," the young man replied.
- "Only those who are brave and proud are considered the best here. Are you like that?"
- "I want to be like that and only like that"
The giant let the young man into the Village, where drunken shouts of soldiers celebrating another victory could be heard.