As a disclaimer, this is my first attempt at writing any sort of fanfiction, so any and all criticism is welcomed. I'm not sure how often I will post new sections, but we'll see
"18...19...20! Ready or not, here I come!"
Mem opened his eyes and spun around, hoping to catch one of his slower friends before they could hide themselves. To his disappointment there wasn't anybody in sight. Mem was short by any standards, and especially short by the standards of his Nordein peers.
"Darnit..." muttered Mem as he proceeded out from under Greendieta's gnarled trunk. The ancient tree scattered the light from the blazing sun up above; Mem stared at it, mesmerized by the stunning effect caused by the rays of the sun.
The village elders woulld give him a good whipping, he knew, if they found out that he was playing hide and seek with his friends here again. "Sacrilegious" "Blasphemy" they had said the first time he was caught. The town thought of Greendieta as a gift from the Goddess to the people of this land and worshiped it as if it were the hem of Her robe.
A sudden rustling in the bush behind him caught Mem's attention. With a quick glance in the direction, Mem saw something quite odd about the kiden fruit bush... it grew ears! "Wow! What a rare find! Elven kiden fruits! Elder Karwa is going to be surprised!" Snickered Mem as he slowly creeped to the shrub. Without a moment's hesitation, Mem lept into the bush, tackling the poor elf known as Tels'mir.
"Oww, no fair! My ears are bigger than yours!" complained Tels'mir as he pushed Mem off him.
"Haha, maybe you should think about that the next time you hide behind such as small bush!" The two boys froze, recognizing the voice as that of Henna, the town's apothecary and also the caretaker of the orphanage where the children lived.
"Oh don't worry, I won't tell the elders. Besides, they have more important things to worry about now. Anyway, come you children, lunch is ready,"
"Aww, does that mean us too?" questioned a voice under an old barrel.
"Yes, Torres, that means this game is over for everybody. Come now, you can play after you eat. Besides, we're having pixie stew!"
"More important things?" wondered Mem, "What was more important to the elders than making sure the children respected Greendieta and The Goddess?"
And with that, the calm scenery around the ancient tree came to life as children crawled out from their hiding places all following Henna back to Lupes Town, back to home. Now, to an outsider, Lupes Town is an extremely bizarre sight to behold. Why? Well, Lupes is the last remaining integrated village on the planet! That's right, Vail tailors living in peace side by side human blacksmiths and Elven apothecaries living in harmony with Nordein farmers. Lupes Town was the only village left untouched after the Great Shift caused the outbreak of war between The Alliance of Light and The Union of Fury all those centuries ago. A temporary peace had settled over the two factions with the signing of the Rivalis Treaty, however; the times were changing...
"Please refrain from such language during meetings, Elyssa"
"Karwa, this is not the time for your idealism! The Alliance has taken Flagrans! Do you have any idea what that means?!" shouted Elyssa, as her clutched fists trembled upon the oak table of the Parliament House, her slender Elven arms masking the strength of a former archer of The Alliance.
"Yes, I am quite aware of the consequences. It has been some number of years since the relics have exchanged sides... the balance of power with this act of aggression from The Alliance will break this uneasy peace," admitted Karwa.
A new voice thundered across the room:
"And Commander Qualdre will not let this go unpunished! There will be armies sent to take Flagrans back and Lupes will be caught in the middle of it all! It is only a matter of time, Karwa, our town's charter is nearing its end and if
the things keep going the way they have been... we won't be allowed to renew it! It will be the end of our home as we know it and I, for one, will not allow it!"
"None of us want to lose our home Krudj, I am sure of that. We will send an emissary to both Karis and Raigo tomorrow to ensure the safety of our town, we must attempt to mediate this conflict." This was not stated as an option, this
was a command given by the eldest citizen of Lupes Town. Karwa's Vail wisdom at the age of 647 alloted him the position of Head Elder in Parliament and few questioned his authority, at least, during normal times.
"Very well Karwa, command us as you like, but when the basilisks of The Union are at our doorsteps, everything will be on your head!" Krudj threw his ale mug across the room and stormed out of the building. The rest of Parliament took
this as a signal that the meeting was over, stood up, bowed, and quietly left the building.
Alone in the grand chamber of Parliament, Karwa walked to the mantle of the fireplace. The warmth of the arcane fire was lost on him, his face - once so full of pride and honor - was weary and wrinkled. He reached his hand out to grab
ahold of the Sapphire Rose hanging above the fireplace, "How long has it been...?"
Mem stared as the emissaries left the town the following day, not fully aware of daunting task the were charged with. All he knew was that all of the grown ups in the town seemed a lot more tense than usual. He had seen Henna last
night, weeping as she mixed a vat of Arcane potions "Our lives are going to change, Mem, and I don't think I'm ready for it." She had confided in him and he now felt a burden placed upon his shoulder. Whatever this change was, he didn't want it to happen.
"Hey Mem, are you ok?"
It was Yissara, she was the most recent addition to the "family" of orphans that Henna had taken upon herself to raise. Henna had found her being chased by a pack of wolves near Raigo Castle when she had gone out to pick herbs. Yissara was the same age as Mem and he acted like a brother towards her.
"Ya, Yissie, I'm fine. Hey, you wanna tell everybody that we're going back to the tree after supper?"
"Mem... I overheard the elders at the meeting last night... something bad is going to happen, isn't it? Something about war and -"
"Yissie, nothing bad is going to happen as long as Karwa is here to protect us. Now go tell the others that we're gonna play hide and seek again tonight, ok?"
Yissara let out a sigh, knowing she was defeated, "Fine, fine..."
The afternoon in Lupes Town was a spectacle to behold. As few travelers wandered to the town early morning, it was now that the merchants, loaded with their fresh supplies, opened shop and welcomed any race to purchase supplies. The
streets were filled with hunters arguing over the rates warehouse managers were charging, mages attempting to trade for arcane amulets, and hot headed fighters challenging each other to duels. Henna was there too selling various potions the travelers were sure to need on their adventures and quests. Jynk and Gordon, two weaponsmiths, were arguing over the effectiveness of axes versus swords, much to the amusement of passerbys, though it surely had a negative impact on
their number of sales. Mem wandered from stall to stall gazing at all the weapons and armors. He had always been captivated by how the light refracted off metals and made them shine like a second sun, but he never wanted to become
involved in fighting. He much more preferred to stay in in the safety of Lupes Town with all his friends and Henna, living without caring about the grief of war and the pains of the rest of the world.
Eager to play hide and seek again, Mem ate supper as soon as the kitchen hands brought it into the dining hall. He ran to Greendieta just as the sun began to set at the horizon and the red-orange glow washed over the landscape. Mem
climbed up Greendieta as far as he could and sat down on a branch watching the sunset while waiting for his friends to arrive. He had thought of the perfect hiding spot. As his eyelids began to droop, a figure appeared in the horizon.
"A blue dragon mount!" gasped Mem. He had only seen a handful of these rare beasts, but Mem knew it was a division commander's mount. Suddenly excited, Mem jumped down from his branch to greet this fascinating visitor.
Something was wrong. Mem could tell as soon as he could make out the details of the rider and mount. The rider, a guardian, was slumped over on the blue dragon, his cape was tattered, and his golden armor was stained in red blood of
humans and elves. The name "Nurok" engraved into the chestpiece was barely visible. Mem backed up in terror, something was definitely wrong.
Just then, three consecutive arrows flew out of the trees and struck the guardian, knocking him off his mount. His massive frame rolled within meters of where Mem stood, his face scrunched up in agony.
"Run, fool" was all the guardian said before he got up and headed south, the ancient enchantments on his boots carrying him faster than any man Mem had ever seen. Mem heard the shouting of men and elves behind him and hid under the trunk of Greendieta, praying to The Goddess that he would not be found. Only when he heard the gallops of the human's horses and the roars of the elven lions pass, did Mem dare lift his head. He needed to go back and tell the elders, tell Henna, tell anybody of what he saw. Hide and seek could wait tonight.
But what Mem found once he reached Lupus Town was not the serenity of a summer's night, but a battlefield. Nurok, the guardian he had seen earlier stood at the center of the town, surrounded by three fighters, an archer, and a mage.
Nurok dashed towards the archer, changed his grip so that he was holding his mace by the very end of the grip, allowing him to swing his weapon in a six meter range. The archer tried to back up and as he fired his volleys, but on the third strike, Nurok smashed the archer's bow clean in two, knocking him to the ground.
"Genma!" screamed one of the fighters as he charged the guardian.
"****" muttered the mage as he started channeling mystical energies.
The other two fighters all charged the guardian and at that point, Nurok released an unearthly battle cry and the earth trembled as arcane magics swirled around his body.
"****! DAYFLY!" screamed the mage.
But it was too late. All the spells and attacks directed towards Nurok bounced off his body and were reflected to the surrounding landscape and Mem was blown away by the shear force of the energies reflected.
Mem, on the verge of unconciousness stared in horror at the scene before him. Nurok crumpled on the ground, there were no traces of his attackers, and the town was ablaze. As hard as he tried, Mem could not fight back the darkness that consumed his consciousness and left him laying on the ground before his beloved home town.
Well that's the end of the prologue! What did you guys think?