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You have been daydreaming. Your real life is not too far from your fantasies. Women have been commonly seen at tournaments and battles, but never in as prominent a role as yours. Your five older brothers have become men, renowned in their own families, known for their strength and skill. This day is about to become different for all of us.



As you walk down the long hallways of your family's home, you can hear the crackling voice of your father. He has been speaking excitedly with someone. As you round the corner, you see your father conversing with a man in heavy armor, adorned with a cloak, carrying a broadsword at his side. You are about to turn your head back to your father, but before you can, you see him excitedly go sprinting down the hall to the stairs, sword in hand. Very suddenly, your new guest turns and follows him down the stairs. As the two of them walk out the front door and step onto the front porch, your father runs up to the two and spins around with sword raised.

"Who are you? What began our conversation away from this home?"

The armored man says nothing and simply stands up straight. He extends his swordsword, his head bowed as if he were lost as to what to say. Your father looks confused as the man extends his sword.

"I am Timi, a knight in the service of King Gregory. Hence this knightly attire. I have heard of your skill and honed my skills to honor what I believe is the finest blade in all the land. I have come here to request the service of your company for a small time venture. Your father and I have already discussed this at great length and have both decided that the time is now. We have gone over the details many, many times these past few days, and I have come to the final decision. We will depart this very evening. I know that it is a very sudden change, but please consider this. You may not survive anyway, so it is the least I could offer you."



Your father is still confused but says, "I do not understand. We do not know who you are or what you expect of my company, but no doubt we will figure out what you wish..."

The knight cuts him off, "Before you ask me who I am, how can you possibly care. You will not know who I am so you do not see that it matters."

Your father stutters, "Well, I should ask no one, but you should at least state your name, sir."

"You know my name, Lord. I am Timi. I carry a not so heavy sword with me because I would like to make a point of this time, as we are making it. I only ask you to observe my actions carefully. This servant, we intend to use to help us get to Telios, the great city of magic."



With that, he spins about, pointing his swordsword for you to see. "This is not just a sword. See the sorcery that holds this weapon to me? This is how I will wield it. This is how it will kill. The sword itself will not be the least of my forces. I have already collected a few other mercenaries that share a common mission with me. They will join us in our next stop. But I am getting ahead of myself. This is our next stop, sir. When we get there, I will explain what I intend."

With that, he turns and steps down off of your front porch. You stare at your father as he makes his way back to the front door, giving you a look of uncertainty. In his place, the man Timi is standing still with his back to you. All that you can think about is this sword he carries. You have seen enchantments before, but never anything so...offensive. It looks almost like the sword is an extension of the man, and you can see how he can hold it without the slightest tremble. As the armed warrior continues to stand, you take a moment to gaze at his shoulder armor and cloak. The shoulder plates are engraved with many bright silver lines and swirls, which you have never seen, but looks beautiful. The cloak is just as awesome. It is a deep crimson, almost blending in with the shadows. In the light, it shines and vibrates. This man looks foreign like you, but carries an air of magic. You decide to tell him what you see.



"Excuse me, sir...Timi. Please do tell us who you are and what your intentions are with us. We have been so excited to see our father promoted to knight, but we have no idea what this is all about. We have heard sounds of steel and practiced swordplay, but never have we heard the sounds of animal horns and wind instruments. Our lives are not as dull as you may think. But we would like to know more about this company you plan to make. So please speak more freely."

The knight smiles and raises his head up. "I see. You did not think I would trust you with this information. I am sorry. This business has been nothing but secretive, and I am afraid that I have become very used to hardness. You deserve to know who I am. I have told your father, and he has in turn explained why I am here. We are very small in numbers, and the campaign is small, but it is a vital trip. If we should succeed, my employer and your father will have fought in a battle.