Omg, sorry xD
She watched him for a while. The young man sadly polished swords, constantly interrupting to more important classes — to look at the flying bird; snarl at the soldiers passing by and teasing him; carefully observe how the ant drags a straw…
— Not the most fun activity, right?
The young man flinched and raised dark eyes to her. He smiled absently and with a sigh began to polish his sword again. The elf stared at his fingers in fascination, twisting a blade of grass in her hand. After some time, he angrily threw the sword back into the stand and asked the woman:
— Madame, would you like to show you my lab?
On the way to the city, both were silent. Near
the gate they were found by the commander, who immediately drove the
young man to the barracks and asked the woman anxiously:— Everything is good? The scouts reported to me that they had seen three orcs on the road.
— They won’t see it again, — the woman flashed a blue eye.
— You killed all three?
— One. This boy, Ciryon, killed two. Why are you so strict with him? He is a great fighter. Just because his methods are different from those you are used to?
The man waved his hand.
— I still bring up in him a man leading an honest and open fight, and not striking vilely from behind!
— Stubborn, — the elf whispered.
On the way to the city, both were silent. Near
the gate they were found by the commander, who immediately drove the
young man to the barracks and asked the woman anxiously:— Everything is good? The scouts reported to me that they had seen three orcs on the road.
— They won’t see it again, — the woman flashed a blue eye.
— You killed all three?
— One. This boy, Ciryon, killed two. Why are you so strict with him? He is a great fighter. Just because his methods are different from those you are used to?
The man waved his hand.
— I still bring up in him a man leading an honest and open fight, and not striking vilely from behind!
— Stubborn, — the elf whispered.
Red witch.
She made sure of the death of the enemies and only then turned to him.
— Who are you?
— I’m a burglar, ma’am. That is why the commander does not love me — I prefer not to wage a direct and honest fight, but to act secretly.He smiled a wide and open smile, still quite childish.
The woman’s heart sank.
She made sure of the death of the enemies and only then turned to him.
— Who are you?
— I’m a burglar, ma’am. That is why the commander does not love me — I prefer not to wage a direct and honest fight, but to act secretly.He smiled a wide and open smile, still quite childish.
The woman’s heart sank.
Gloomy Winderburg.
She grimaced at the stench of the orc bodies. The young man carefully watched them move and, suddenly, jumping on a stone, he shouted to the woman:
— Shoot!
A heavy arrow whistled through the air and the orc fell, choking with black blood. The
woman aimed at the remaining orcs and managed to notice how the young
man pushed off the stone and threw a small glass bottle at them in a
jump. An orc was instantly enveloped in a cloud of dust and the young man dived into that cloud.
— One, two, three… — the woman began to count. At
the sixteenth second, which seemed like an eternity to her, a young man
with two daggers in his hands rolled out of the cloud. Black blood dripped from the daggers, and the young man himself seemed whole. The elf continued to stretch her bow, but no one jumped out of the cloud, which gradually dispersed. And then she saw two orcs lying on the ground. Dead.The young man wiped his daggers on the grass with disgust.
Howondaland 