Hi guys, this is only the prologue and I may revise it. Feel free to comment on this thread and tell me what you think!
Prologue "It's the Diamond era and we can't seem to hold our ground much longer.. Already our numbers are beginning to dwindle against the fae. The elves won't pick sides.. We need help...." he writes in his journal before a soldier comes running in. "Sir!" he says hurriedly. "Requesting permission to retreat!" "Permission granted, soldier. Evacuate the women and children first, hold them off as long as you can while doing so." "Yes sir, lord swordmaster. I hope you have a trick up your sleeve to get us out of this one.." the soldier salutes and leaves. The sword master writes one last thing in his journal before closing it, "May his Highness bless me and give me strength to do the deed I am about to commit. May he read this and follow my dying wish.. Let the fae, the elves, and the humans live in harmony until time it's self stops, let them be friends and neighbors, let them fight side by side in battle." and if by some wave of a magic wand he had laced his final words with power and magic. He then took his sword in hand and left the house, leaving the journal open for all to read as he strode to the gates of the city, purple eyes gleaming and deep red hair blowing in the wind. He never wanted this war. He knew one of the nobles angered the fae and caused this war. He should be angry too because the fae tricked his people. He had been friends with a merchant from the faery lands and feared that his friend could die by his hand. But he would cast his fears aside because he knew he had a secret tool he can use. He looked up at the sky to say his final prayer as a dark shadow with dragon's wings flew over his head.