PrologueA Chapter by DarkCrono15The day Talon left the Valor Mercenaries marked the beginning of his long and perilous adventure of self discovery. Along with his only friend Willard, the mercenary departs in the middle of the night
Even in the furthest reaches of the mystical region of Tyseria, the most uneducated man could recite the heroic tales of Lord Lucian and the Valor Mercenaries. The greatest of these tales would recount how in the land's darkest hours, Lucian rose up through trials and hardships and along with his gang of warriors, defeated the tyrant Nazrogoth empire and dethroned the evil Emperor Cobalt, leading the war torn region into a time of peace among nations.
Lucian didn't start his crusade against the Nazrogoth Empire as the warlord the tales would eventually tell about. In fact, Lucian began his journey as a teenager forced into a leadership role as his mother, Vale (as the name suggests, the original leader of the Valor Mercenary Company.) was slain by Lord Cobalt in battle. Along with the small band of the original Valor Mercenaries, Lucian raised a small but powerful army that would unite nations to battle the great evil. Most people in the original Valor Company and the small army that joined them learned to respect Lucian's great leadership and skill as a warrior, but not every warrior would share that sentiment. This is not Lord Lucian's tale, but the tale of a man that left the world's greatest Mercenary Company to search for his own tale of glory and splendor that would become more fiscally profitable. This is the story of one of the deadliest snipers and assassins the world had never heard of...This is the tale of Talon. Talon was one of the original Valor Mercenaries, hired on by the great former Dragon Knight, Vale, herself. He had tremendous respect for this priestess of battle as she took him in as a mercenary at a very young age. Her son who inherited leadership over the mercenary crew however, Talon never could stand. While everyone else saw Lucian as a strong virtuous man, Talon saw him as an arrogant young pup who robbed the Vale Mercenary of many much more profitable opportunities because he was to busy saving the world. "The world would have saved itself." Talon would often grumble to himself late at night when he slept in Fort Valor, a large tree fort that served as the mercenaries base of operation. "We could have used all those long months doing jobs that would have paid for a much more comfortable base full of unimaginable riches." Talon had even left the mercenaries at one point once Lucian was named the new Commander. He was hired on as a mercenary for the Nazrogoth's army defending a particular outpost that was being invaded by the Valor Mercenaries. In a battle that to this day, Talon attributes to dumb luck, he was bested by Lucian and his life was spared, as Lucian had made a deal with him at the beginning of the fight. Had Talon won, he would have walked away as the leader of the Vale Mercenaries. Since he lost, the assassin had to rejoin the group and help with Lucian's cause until the end of the war. Talon decided to stay on with the Valor Mercenaries for a few years after the war, hoping the great fame of the crew would lead them into wealth and fame. Three years later, Talon was still another nameless mercenary under the leadership of the "Great Lord Lucian." It was late one quiet and peaceful night in the Valor Forest (yes, they even had a forest named after the mercenaries for their feats.), when Talon decided that he was done being a nobody. He knew very well that far across the reaches of Tyseria there was no one better with a bow, and very few assassins that could keep up with his stealth and cunning. And yet, in any tavern Talon entered his name was never heard among great war tales...it was always that OTHER Valor Mercenary. In times of peace, the Valor Mercenaries were no longer doing as dangerous and exciting jobs as they once had under the leadership of Vale the great Dragon Knight. After packing all of his necessary belongings, the crafty medium height man with short blue hair silently left the Fort and walked into the night truly unsure of where his feet would lead him. One thing Talon knew, as he began walking past numerous large trees, any place he went would be better then where he was now. "Surely you aren't planning on leaving by yourself?" A deep voice was heard behind Talon. The marksman stopped and smiled, as he slowly shook his head. He recognized the voice as his best, and only friend, Willard, a former knight of the Baron Republic. Talon turned around and looked at his tall burly friend with blond hair, who's eyes were clearest blue that reminded him of lake as the sun shown arross its waters and spoke. "I am leaving, Willard. And nothing you say can change my mind." "Change your mind?" Willard repeated, his voice raising inquisitively. "I'm going with you! Things are way to slow here, beside, trouble's always a stone's throw away from Talon the Sniper." "Whatever," Talon said as he continued to walk through the forest, secretly relieved that his friend was journeying with him. "Just don't slow me down big boy...Fate has big plans for me, when I'm done accomplishing all I can accomplish, the tales of Lucian of the Valor Mercenaries will be considered boring compared to amazing feats of the great Talon....Just you wait and see!" Little did Talon know how true that statement was, and what a painful and dangerous journey he was about to begin. This, my friends, is the tale of how Talon, the mercenary with no morals, became a Hero. © 2012 DarkCrono15Featured Review
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13 Reviews Added on December 11, 2012 Last Updated on December 15, 2012 AuthorDarkCrono15KYAboutMy name is Andrew and I love to write stories, especially ones that are classified as adventure, fantasy, or science fiction. Ironically I am not much of a reader, and most my story influences come f.. more..Writing
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