For a grade 10 English Assignment we have to write a story and seeing as how i love fantasy/medieval themes i decided to write a story of that genre.
The story had to be 1000 Words or more, i made 2856
Also what this is based on you'll never ever guess. Hehe.
Names are random from all over the place, other novels etc.
Town names... hehe... not so random...
Also i am looking for a name for this story, please help me >.<
And corrections are greatly accepted and ideas. I still have a week till i gotta hand this up
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One fine sunny say in the mystical town of Jangan a young male arose from his bed. He decided to walk down to the local market to buy him self some more arrows to go hunting with. He had his bow hanging on his back by its flax sting and it was decorated with carved gold and blue patterns which resembled a dragon. He finally arrived at merchant Leeguk who was the town’s weapons dealer but also sold a range of rare jewellery from distant lands. He asked Leeguk, “May I purchase 50 arrows please? I plan on hunting some tigers.”
Leeguk replied “I am sorry Devis, but the traders coming from Donwhang were robbed by thieves. We do not have any in stock.” Devis was quite upset to hear this news and asked Leeguk, “How is your business coping with this loss?”
Leeguk replied “Well the thieves have struck three times this week and I am Five-Hundred Gold in debt, this needs to stop or I will have to sell my store.”
Garion, Tordek and Lidda, friends of Devis, walked into the merchant’s store and were looking for shiny new blades to match their armour. Leeguk and Devis informed them both of the tragic loss of life and goods caused by the thieves and they all decided that they would take some rare vases of Leeguk’s which are exclusively made in Jangan, to the kingdom of Hotan and sell them there at a very enhanced price. And if the thieves came to try to steal the vases while on this journey, the four adventurers would be ready for them.
The very next day, the sun was just above the horizon, it was a nice cool morning and the four of them were loading their horses with vases and supplies for the travel ahead of them. Leeguk brought them some new swords and arrows from his secret supply stash which he never would normally sell, but since they were doing an errand for him, they were all free of charge. “These are all I have left” he said, “Use them well...” “I will smite any thief who crosses blades with me” said Garion.
The four of them departed, waving back at Leeguk as they rode out of the West gate. Devis took the lead on his brown horse and the others galloped to keep up, Devis was a teen and loved the feeling of the wind on his face as he rode his horse. They crossed the bridge and Lidda warned her companions “This is tiger territory so be careful!” Devis almost immediately snickered and said “Tigers??? I eat tigers for breakfast!” They rode on for almost half an hour until out of some berry bushes, a small baby tiger pounced at Devis’ horse, it bit onto the foot holding part of the saddle and was hanging off of it by its sharp teeth. Devis kicked it off and it made a hissing sound before retreating out of sight. “I wonder where that thing went to?” asked Lidda. “Probably gone crying to its mother!!!” exclaimed Tordek. The group laughed, until Devis signalled them to be quiet. Devis whispered “Tordek, I think you were right…” the tiger’s mother was right in front of them, it’s cub at its feet hissing. The mother let out a horrific roar which startled Lidda and she nearly fell off her horse. Devis grabbed an arrow from his quiver, aimed, and fired. The arrow imbedded itself between the mother’s eyes and blood trickled down its face. The mother rolled over, lifeless. The cub crushed by its fallen mother.
Lidda couldn’t help but feel sorrow for the passing of the two animals, but Garion reassured her that “if it wasn’t them, it’d be us lying dead in the grass.” They continued to ride on with no further interruptions for an hour.
They came to a river which according to the map had no bridges leading across it. There was a vessel which took people across but since this trip was not planned ahead, the boat was all the way over on the banks of the other side. Tordek suggested “Why don’t we walk through?” “That is a bad idea, the water looks far too deep!” said Lidda. Devis said “Don’t be so sure Lidda, it looks like it is a low tide and I know where there is a sand bar.”
The four adventurers arrive at the sand bar which Devis was talking about and Devis crossed first. “That was easy!” shouted Devis across to the others. Lidda and Tordek make it across and Garion gets half way along the sand bar before, to his horror, he spots a crocodile. The crocodile was rapidly approaching Garion. He ordered his horse to gallop the rest of the way across. Devis aimed his bow at the crocodile. He fired an arrow but missed. The crocodile was now right next to Garion and his horse. He pulled out his sword and took random slashes at the crocodile while trying to control his horse. The crocodile lunged at Garion’s arm with jaws wide open. Garion shrieked in horror. But to his amazement, the crocodile had skewered itself on his sword. The blade entered its mouth and emerges through the top of its head. The crocodile was dead. Garion made it across successfully and pulled the crocodile off of his sword, leaving it on the bank of the river. They were now in a much sandier location. “According to this map, we will be in desert shortly. Conserve your water skins because I doubt there will be many water holes out here to re-fill them.” lectured Devis.
After hours of riding in the hot sun and exhausting their water supply they were sweating like mad and had no water to replenish their bodies. “I need water!!” said Lidda. “Tell us something new!” shouted Garion. “Guys, guys, guys.” said Devis, “shouting will only make you thirstier.” Then on the horizon with her keen elvan eyes, Lidda spotted a large water hole. “Hey there’s water over there!” exclaimed Lidda, pointing in the direction of what she had seen. Devis replied “So there is, everyone head that-a way!”
It was late afternoon and they had arrived at the water hole. The sun was setting as they filled their water skins. Lidda unloaded some tents from her horse and the others helped her set them up. They lit a small fire and cooked up some beef, after eating their dinner they went to sleep.
Devis stirred as he heard splashing coming from the water hole. He grabbed a lit torch and walked to the water. He saw ripples coming towards him and a dark figure under the water. He yelled “Aaaahhhh it’s a Chakji!!!” The others sprung awake and dashed over to Devis just as the green lizard stepped onto the land like a human does. It clutched a crescent spear, a long pole with a half moon blade on the end. It let out a high pitched squeal and dashed at Devis. Tordek lunged his sword at the Chakji but his attack was deflected by the spear, “These buggers are a real challenge, I have heard stories about these” said Garion. Lidda slashed at the Chakji with her sword and opened a cut on its tail. The tail swung around and tripped Lidda up. The Chakji screamed in pain. At this moment Devis had his bow fixed on the Chakji’s head and he released his grip on the string and let the arrow do the rest. The arrow pierced the thick skin of the Chakji and stuck out of its back with a piece of its heart stuck on the barb. The Chakji dropped to its knees and fell forward onto its spear. The spear cut its head cleanly off. The Chakji was dead.
Meanwhile…
The bandit lord Pelor was sitting in his tent at the secret location know to him and his followers as ‘The Bandit Camp’. His greatest thief, Andaron, approached him and gave him news of four people who were delivering vases to Hotan. “I am pleased with your discovery Andaron, have three of our thieves deal with them immediately the same way they did to the previous traders!” said Lord Pelor. “Right away master” replied Andaron.
The next day they were awoken by the light penetrating the distant clouds on the horizon. It was early morning and they decided to get going early before it got too hot. Tordek took a fancy to the Chakji’s crescent spear and decided to wield the weapon instead of his sword, which he slipped into a holster on his horse. They rode for half an hour in the direction of Donwhang until an arrow whizzed past Devis’ head. He stopped for a second and looked around. He saw three dark figures over by some trees. He moved to the side as another arrow narrowly missed him. “So these are the so called ‘Bandits’?” asked Devis. “Appears that way” said Tordek. “Pick a thief and kill him!” shouted Devis. The four of them jumped off of their horses and ran towards the thieves. The thief who held the bow shot his last arrow but it hit Garion’s sword and fell uselessly to the sandy ground. “That thief is out of arrows” exclaimed Lidda. She held the thief by the throat and the thief grabbed back at Lidda. Tordek stabbed the crescent spear into the thief’s back and he slid slowly to the floor as his grip on Lidda released. Devis shot an arrow at one of the other thieves, pinning him by his shirt collar to the tree. He tried to free himself but Lidda stabbed her blade into his chest. He fell to the floor as the arrow snapped under the weight of his lifeless body. The third thief retreated at a fast pace and they could not catch up to him. They got back onto their horses and cleaned blood off their weapons before continuing to Donwhang.
They reached Donwhang at noon. It was a very packed castle and many stalls were scattered across the courtyard. The group of travellers replenished their supplies and had a short rest. Devis noticed a stall with a fancy looking bow which was made of steel and gold. The stall owner said it was a magical ‘Moon Bow’ and it appeared to glow in his hand, so he bought it. He went back to the others and said “We best be going now if we want to reach Hotan before dusk.” They mounted their horses and rode out of the west gate.
Suddenly Devis spotted what he believed was known as a ‘Meek Gun Powder’ and yelled “this creature is dangerous, they throw bombs at passing travellers!!!” and as he said that, a bomb passed over their heads and exploded on a tree. The tree fell down, blocking their path. More Meek Gun Powders approached them and some were wielding blades. They were completely flanked, cornered, doomed. Tordek pulled out a scroll, he said “this is a teleport scroll, please grab hold of me as I say these words scribed on here” The others complied with the Druids request. He spoke “avantar disthine molenko!!” and there was a flash of light and they were on the other side of the tree.
Meanwhile…
“Lord Pelor, one of your thieves wishes to speak to you” said Andaron. “Let him in” replied Pelor. The thief entered the tent and approached Pelor. He said “Lord Pelor, Two of my fellow men were slaughtered by the traders carrying the vases. I barely escaped with my life!” Lord Pelor replied “You retreated? You know how we deal with betrayers of our bandit creed! Andaron, behead this man!” Andaron drew his sword and decapitated the thief. “Andaron, have six of our men set a trap at the swamp for those pesky traders”
The adventurers rode westward and were confronted by a swamp. They decided to ride through it. The swamp was full of bamboo plants and Lidda spotted something moving inside one. “Watchout!!!” screamed Lidda as a throwing axe narrowly missed Tordek. “Time to give this moon bow a try” said Devis. The bow, as if having a mind of its own, aimed at the concealed thieves as Devis loaded arrows into it from his quiver. The arrows fired so fast that the thieves when hit, did several back flips before landing on the swampy ground with an arrow in their heads. “Wow how did you do that ..?” asked Lidda inquisitively. “That bow has the power of the Stars, Moon and Sun contained inside of it. It possesses a power inside of it that makes it very powerful and gives it a mind of its own.” said the Druid, Tordek. “But I bought this for a mere 50 Gold at a stall…” said Devis. Tordek replied “That, that bow, is priceless. Who ever sold it to you is a fool.”
After crossing the swamp successfully they were one hour away from Hotan. Although they knew that was not the last they would see of the thieves, they felt relieved that they had not much longer to go.
Meanwhile…
“Lord Pelor, our attempts failed yet again! The one they call Devis possesses the enchanted ‘Moon Bow’ ” said Andaron. Lord Pelor replied “Change of plans, I no longer want those vases… I want that bow! I will accompany our remaining thieves to Hotan and we will be waiting for them there. Go and get our troops ready and bring me my Glaive.” “Yes master” said Andaron.
The four traders were getting excited as they saw the castle of Hotan on the horizon. “We are almost there” said Devis.
“I can’t wait! I hear they have some great clothing stores in Hotan!” said Lidda excitedly. “Need I remind you that we are not on a shopping tour, we are here to sell these vases and make a lot of gold, not spend it all on clothing and jewellery.” said Garion. “Hush you two, we have company…” Standing up ahead were at least fifteen thieves, all brandishing swords and black armour.
Devis started picking off thieves one by one. He killed five and wounded three more. The others ran up and slashed off the heads of the wounded thieves. Then Devis stopped shooting, he grabbed at his quiver and discovered that he had run out of arrows. He yelled to Tordek “Chuck us your sword!” Tordek threw his sword towards Devis, who caught it gracefully in his right hand. He felt a force being transferred between his sword and his bow and suddenly the sword was glowing instead of the bow. He put his bow on his back and charged towards the thieves. The sword, like the bow, had a mind of its own. It cut down rows of thieves before he realised Lidda was in trouble. She was fighting two thieves and one was behind her. He threw his sword and it sliced off the thieves head before imbedding itself in a tree. Lidda shouted “Thankyou Devis!!” and threw the blade back to him. “No problem” said Devis as he slashed away at more thieves spilling their blood. Andaron came at Tordek with a scimitar in each hand. Tordek whispered a spell and Andaron felt weakened. His blades slowed in mid air and Tordek knocked them away with his crescent spear. They landed on the ground with a clang as they struck a rock. Andaron dropped to his hands and knees and said “forgive me Pelor” and collapsed. Tordek plunged his spear into the downed man’s back.
Lord Pelor was the only one left. He gripped his Glaive tightly in both hands. It shone bright silver in the sunlight and hurt Lidda’s elvan eyes. She retreated back to the horses. Garion picked up one of the thief’s throwing axes and hurled it at Pelor, he spun his glaive and it repelled the axe. Devis picked up some arrows off of a dead thief’s corpse and loaded them into his bow. He gave a hand gesture to Tordek to distract Pelor. Tordek engaged in a fierce battle using his crescent spear against Pelor’s Glaive. The two combatants were equal in strength. Devis aimed his bow at Pelor, who was focussed on Tordek, and fired three arrows at once. All of them penetrated vital areas of Pelor, one in his head, one in throat and one in his heart. Pelor dropped to the ground in a pool of blood. The four traders walked proudly through the gates of Hotan and sold their vases to the local merchant.
The four of them returned to Jangan the very next day on a small ship loaded with their gold. The whole town had come out to see them arrive at the docks and the returning traders threw handfuls of gold into the crowd of cheering townsfolk. Leeguk came up to Devis and received his share of the gold. They unloaded the ship and deposited the gold at the local bank of Jangan.
That night at a feast held by the Duke of Jangan, Devis walked up to Leeguk and asked him “Do you still want to come hunting tigers with me?” Leeguk sipped his wine and replied with “Only if I get to use that awesome bow!”
