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Its dark…am I…dead? I can’t seem to remember anything…wait…is someone singing? It…it sounds like an angel

Mustering his strength, the fallen hero managed to open his eyes. Through blurred gaze he saw a single women standing by the crashing waves, her melodic voice spreading across the rocks as if they too were one of the crashing voice.

With that single vision, his lids sank. Once more he drifted into the darkness. The frightened tones of a melodic voice fell upon death ears now.


That voice…I remember now…how this all began.

“Hahahaha! Stay back vile fiend!” A heroic figure bellowed in a deep, charming voice, his cloak fluttering in the wind. “I won’t let you harm such a fair maiden!” With that the figure dashed into action…promptly tripping a hidden root and falling face first into a pile of what he hoped was mud.

Both bandit and maiden alike roared with laughter at the sight of this would be hero. While the scruffy old their continued his barking laughter, the maiden however took the chance to slip away back towards the town.

“Ah, look at what yeah did, she got away!” The bandit said, noticing his quarry had escaped.

“Sorry Leo” The young hero, said as he rose from what he’d regrettably discovered was not mud.

“Ha! Well mah boy, least yeah made me laugh” The old bandit said as he came and slapped the young man on the back. “You know though, just because it was my turn to win didn’t mean you had to take it that far” a deep, hardy laugh followed this comment.

The young man sighed “Yeah right, like I did that on purpose!?” He gestured exaggeratedly for a second. Afterwards a single sigh left his lips as he grabbed for the handkerchief in his back pocket, using it to wipe his face.

The old bandit just continued to laugh, hand around the teens shoulders “Come on lad, lets go to town and I’ll buy yeah a drink.”

“Thanks Leo. I think I’m going to need it after that delightful experience” His tone rang heavy with sarcasm upon the word delightful.

“No problem Mal. You’re a good kid, you just need to practice your footwork a bit” Leo gave another barking volley of laughter.

Yeah, that’s my name, Mal. Actually its Malkior, but that sounds to much like the name of some great hero; instead of a low ranking bandit.

The barking geezer is Leonardo VonTrez, Leo for short. The man’s pretty much raised me since the day he found me abandoned in the woods twelve years ago. He’s a crook, and a drunkard; but deep down he’s a good guy.