Adventures of the Boy Warrior
Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:36 pm
DAY ONE
Hi, I'm the Boy Warrior. I am a Crown Knight Squire who trains under the greatest knight in the whole Crown Kingdom. That's right, Sir Launcelot! He and I go waaaay back. Okay, not really, but I've known him all my squirehood. He has no children, so, as his favorite squire, when he dies, he said he'll give me his greatsword Dragonsbane. That sword killed three dragons! Anyway, he and I were out riding in his barony, when we heard screams for help. We rode in that direction, and lo and behold, we saw a wagon lying overturned in a glade. A peasant family was struggling to defend their possesions from a band of Wolfpack warriors! A woman, who I assumed was the mother, was hiding behind the overturned cart, crying and hugging a pretty teenage girl, who was the one screaming, and a young boy close to her. on the other side of the cart was an older man, probably the father, and a teenage boy about my age wielding some old swords and slashing at the wolfpack. we rushed into the battle, but more Wolfpack leapt from the trees and knocked us off our horses! I hit the ground and everything went black.
When I awoke, Launcelot and the father were shaking hands with some bowmen in green. I identified them as Forestmen. One winked at me and I recognized him as Lord Fletcher, current Robin Hood of the Forestmen. Another one carried a quarterstaff instead of a bow, and I recognized him as Jon, Fletcher's best friend and descendant of the legendary Little John. I got up and looked around. several Wolfpack were lying around. one had an arrow in his rear end, and a lump on his head, and several were trapped under a log, screaming for help and mercy and would you please get this off of me? Others had various injuries from assorted weapons, and it looked like a stampede of dragons had crashed through the forest where the remaining Wolves had run away.
It was a bad day for Wolfpack, and a fun day for me!
(other adventures coming soon)
Hi, I'm the Boy Warrior. I am a Crown Knight Squire who trains under the greatest knight in the whole Crown Kingdom. That's right, Sir Launcelot! He and I go waaaay back. Okay, not really, but I've known him all my squirehood. He has no children, so, as his favorite squire, when he dies, he said he'll give me his greatsword Dragonsbane. That sword killed three dragons! Anyway, he and I were out riding in his barony, when we heard screams for help. We rode in that direction, and lo and behold, we saw a wagon lying overturned in a glade. A peasant family was struggling to defend their possesions from a band of Wolfpack warriors! A woman, who I assumed was the mother, was hiding behind the overturned cart, crying and hugging a pretty teenage girl, who was the one screaming, and a young boy close to her. on the other side of the cart was an older man, probably the father, and a teenage boy about my age wielding some old swords and slashing at the wolfpack. we rushed into the battle, but more Wolfpack leapt from the trees and knocked us off our horses! I hit the ground and everything went black.
When I awoke, Launcelot and the father were shaking hands with some bowmen in green. I identified them as Forestmen. One winked at me and I recognized him as Lord Fletcher, current Robin Hood of the Forestmen. Another one carried a quarterstaff instead of a bow, and I recognized him as Jon, Fletcher's best friend and descendant of the legendary Little John. I got up and looked around. several Wolfpack were lying around. one had an arrow in his rear end, and a lump on his head, and several were trapped under a log, screaming for help and mercy and would you please get this off of me? Others had various injuries from assorted weapons, and it looked like a stampede of dragons had crashed through the forest where the remaining Wolves had run away.
It was a bad day for Wolfpack, and a fun day for me!
(other adventures coming soon)