After a short walk I came up to a inn, I through open the door and strut up to the inn keeper "hello miss is there anything I can do for you." the man behind the bar asked politely "yes I'm going to be staying in town for a few months or so I would like a room, I'm also interested to know if there are any jobs going or any rumours that you might of heard."I told him "well we have a room it's 20 gold a night as for jobs there's a notice bored in the basement, there's all sorts on it your bound to find something that suits you and since it looks like you can handle yourself a local miner told me that all the miners had to evacuate the mine that's not far from town, apparently they disturbed a rather large and nasty bear by knocking through the wall to it's cave, now it has has took up residence in the mine I'm sure there would be some gold in it for you if you manage to get rid of the beast." he responded I smiled determined to make that gold mine. I left to begin the short journey to the mine, It seemed like only seconds since I left town now I stand outside the mine entrance, I pause briefly and with fierce determination I enter the mine after what seemed like a long twisting road down to hell through dark cor-adores, I now stand at a large open section of the mine where a big black bear sleeps in the corner I approach the bear gingerly I pulled my sword from it's well hidden sheath I held it in my hand it's beautiful blade decorated with black symbols, a long dead language and two thin black lines that follow the edge of the sword to the point where the two became one to make a beautiful frame. Now I stand a hair breath away from the bear I smiled mischievously, I think with one swift slash the bear will never wake again I pause my sword above it's head I bring the blade down with no remorse, stone cold that is what I am that is what he made me, there was a time before where I would of felt bad about killing the bear a time before that were I wouldn't of been able to kill it at all toughs days where so long ago, berried deep underneath eight years of endless torture and seven years of having to do what ever it took to survive on the streets I shook my head I have no time to dwell on it I have to keep going. I quickly made it back into town just as it gets dark to give the miners the good news the owner seems pleased he gives me a bag of gold coins to thank me for my help and I left for the inn I pay the bar tender 160 gold for eight nights and went to the empty room that the bar man had just pointed to now to sleep a big day tomorrow.
TO BE CONTINUED......
TO BE CONTINUED......
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