With her ragged breath.
She said she missed the sun.
As she knew they would come.
She heard the screams from far away.
Knowing the goblins had their way.
Straw colored hair hung to her shoulders.
Her bright green eyes blended with the forest.
She had her trusty goblin sword on her side.
It was a matter of honor to carry a sword at ones hip.
Though Brannis was the only knight who truly had one.
An "Enchanted" blade on the side of his hip, I mean.
He received the sword from his father long ago.
Upon receiving his knighthood at age fifteen.
Though his father was glad to be rid of the thing.
An heirloom from a family of sorcerers.
Who said, they had no need of it anymore.
It had always made his father uneasy to wield it.
When he first received it, with the serrated blades.
And, imprinted with the word " MASSACRE" .
Though, I always thought it was a handsome piece.
With it's handle carved into a fire breathing dragon.
True, it was not often a female joined the ranks.
I felt the silent need to revenge my fathers death.
That was the whole point of being out here in the goblin forest.
Along side of the other new recruits, I had to prove my worth.
I was told this was my test, test of strength, as the king put it.
I had to proved myself, I always kept my fathers shield next to my heart!
I was tired, though I knew I had to keep going to get out of this forest.
As I surely don't want to come home as a mangled worrier.
Or even worse, become dinner for the goblin king !
Fri. 6/07 / 2013 12:30 noon