The Silver Knight
Alaris Moonwell, a young woman about 5' 6'' with long brown hair, green eyes, and a medium build. She grew up with her grandmother on the farm. Alaris never knew her real parents. She has been with her grandmother since she was a baby.
Alaris was still sitting under the apple tree when she heard her grandmother call her from the house across the field. When Alaris walked through the old wooden door she saw that her grandmother had prepared lunch for her. Rabbit stew.
“Sit down and eat dear,” Grandmother instructed.
“Looks great! Thanks grandmother.”
“Your welcome dear.”
Alaris loved her grandmothers cooking. Her plate was empty in no time. After she finished she decided to go and join Carver in swimming. She gave her grandmother a hug and headed out the door. She crossed a field and into the forest line. The usual spot they went swimming was a small waterfall and stream. They all enjoyed jumping off the waterfall. As Alaris approached the waterfall the only sound she could hear was the moving water. She did not hear Carver or anyone. She searched around for awhile and was about to head home when she heard two large splashes in the water on the other side of some bushes. “Carver,” she thought to herself excited as she headed towards the sound.
Alaris came to a line of bushes and still didn't hear Carver or his friends. She moved into a gap in the bushes and froze when she heard and deep growl that gurgled at the end. She stood silent and it repeated again. Alaris slowed. She crept into the bush and moved branches aside to look. It was not Carver. Two of the ugliest creatures she has ever seen stood in the water on the other side. The creatures were large, they had four arms that came down into three claws for a hand. Their heads were insect like with large mandibles. Alaris gasped and stumbled backwards, tripping over a root and hits the ground hard. Crawling backwards as quickly as possible, she then turns, gets up, and starts running.
Alaris ran as fast as she ducking branches and and plowing through brush, she could hear the creatures behind her closing in, breaking through branches and anything in their way. She could hear them getting closer.
Alaris, struck in the back with a force that sends her hard to the ground. Her shoulder smashing into a rock, pain pierces through her body. Before she could get her bearings straight she was grabbed and hurled backwards as if she weighed nothing. Alaris met the ground with no hope of recovery. She tumbled over and over, falling off a small cliff. She stopped when her body hit a log stuck in the stream. She hit hard enough she felt the break of her ribs, hard enough to taste blood in her mouth and dropped into the water.
Alaris battered and broken attempted to stand. Her ribs throbbing, blood ran from her shoulder and dripped into the water. She could hear the creatures moving towards her. The sloshing sound of the water and they closed in. Alaris pushed herself to her feet. The sloshing of the creatures had stopped. Alaris turned to see what was going on and saw him. There standing in the middle of the stream. A man, sliver plate armor shimmering in the light that broke through the forest trees. A large sword rested on the back of the man The creatures chattered at one another, turned and charged the silver knight. Alaris's legs gave way and she collapsed. Darkness overtook her.
The Silver Knight counter charges the creatures, plowing into the first one and sending it to the ground. The second creature attempts to grab the hero. The knight ducks under the creatures arm and swings off to the right of the creature, catching its arm and in one motion pulls the arm back with his right hand then strikes the center of the arm with his left. The arm snapped clean through. The creature roars in pain as its arm falls limp to its side. The first creature is on its feet, charges again. The Silver Knight stands and waits. At the perfect moment he spins under the creatures outstretched arms, grabbed the mandibles and uses the creatures own momentum to snap it's necks. The creature falls lifeless to the ground. The second creature turns and runs off.
The Knight approaches Alaris's broken body laying in the small stream. He kneels down next to her. His hands begin to glow. He pulls up the bottom of her shirt and touches her ribs. The glow transfers into her body. He then picks her up and carries her off into the woods.
So It Begins
A large dark throne room. Large pillars about, few torches providing little light to see. Huge double doors creaked open. Foot steps echoed down the center approaching a dark throne.
“Lord Kellor,” said a man as he bowed. “We have found her.”
“Where?” Kellor's deep voice echoed in reply.
“She lives on a farm in the west coast of the free lands sire.”
“Bring her to me alive Melor,”
“Yes sire,” said Melor as he bows his head and exits through the double doors.
Alaris awoke with a startle, she sees the Silver knight crouching near a recently built fire. She had no idea how long she has been asleep. All she knew is it was night. A bedroll was beneath her and a large cloak draped over her for warmth. Her shoulder was bandaged. Not even the slightest amount of pain came from her ribs. She pulled up her shirt to look. Nothing not even a bruise. “Your awake,” the Knight said, startling her a little.
“Yeah surprisingly, What...happened?” Asked Alaris.
“Not important, the only important thing is that your alive Alaris.”
Alaris paused for a moment, “How do you know my name?”
“I know a lot about you Alaris,” he said as he pulled two sticks out of the fire. Both had some kind of meat on them. “Here you need to eat,” he said as he brought one of the sticks over to her.
Alaris recognized the meat as snake and took a bite. “Who are you,” She asked with a mouth full
“I am Tyrinon Lighthand, Silver Knight of the Land and protector of this realm. I'm here to protect you Alaris and ensure your survival.”
“Enough questions, finish eating and sleep. We will talk in the morning,” interrupted Tyrinon as he got up and walked into the darkness.
With that Alaris finished her snake and went back to sleep.
Dawn came and Alaris awoke. She had a fresh bandage on her shoulder. She looked around and saw Tyrinon standing watch, still in his armor with his sword on his back. “ I don't think he has slept at all,” Alaris thought to herself. “So what now?” she asked breaking the silence.
“You must come with me,” he replied and he walked over to Alaris and knelt down. “You must live and I can't keep you safe if your not with me.”
“I can't leave my life, my grandma.” Alaris said, then sat there for a moment. “Oh my god! Carver! Did you see him? Is he okay?” she asked frantically
“Your friend is dead Alaris, I am sorry, I ran across his body while looking for you,” said Tyrinon sincerely.
“Oh Carver, I'm so sorry....” With tears in her eyes.
“I'm so sorry Alaris,” said Tyrinon as he came and sat next to her.
“ Why didn't you save him!” she said in anger. She began striking him. Her small hands clanking on his breast plate. “ You could have saved him!”
“He was already dead when I found him,” Tyrinon tried to explain , but Alaris would not listen. “Alaris!,” Tyrinon grabbed her by the shoulders. “I cannot bring people back from the dead. It is not within my powers. Things will continue to get worse, these creatures you met are just the beginning. There is an evil sweeping across this land, more will die. You Alaris, are the only one that can stop it.”
“Because you are the daughter of the man that stopped it 50 years ago.”
“My father? But I know nothing of my parents. Who they are? Where they are from? All I know is that they gave me to my grandma when I was just a baby, she has raised me ever since. Did you know them?”
"No I did not, but I do know someone who can answer all your questions. We must go and you have to come with me,” said Tyrinon as he stood up and started packing up the camp.
"I cant just leave my life, my grandmother,”
"Then we will go to her first and go from there.”
Once Tyrinon had the camp packed up, he and Alaris headed towards her grandmothers farm.
Alaris burst through the door, “Grandmother!” She yelled. She looked in the kitchen. “Grandmother!” She yelled again. Tyrinon's large figure stood in the doorway.
“I'm here dear.” Said Grandmother as she came out of the bedroom. “Where have you been? I have been worried. Oh dear what happened to your shoulder?” She said as she approached Alaris.
“I'm fine Grandmother, please don't worry, I went to see Carver and there were these creatures and they...they killed Carver, then this knight showed up and he saved me and...”
“Shush darling, I'm just glad your okay...” Grandmother trailed off. Her eyes fixed on the Silver Knight standing in her doorway. “Tyrinon Lighthand. What pleasure it is to meet you. I knew someday you would come here.”
Tyrinon bowed his head in respect for the old woman.
“Grandmother,” Alaris said. “He says I have to go with him.”
“I know dear,” Grandmother said looking at Alaris with a smile. “Your father said one day this would happen,” she walked up the nearby stairs, Alaris followed. Her Grandmother walked into a empty room to her right. Alaris was confused, this room was empty, has been as long as she could remember. Her Grandmother walked to the far corner of the room and removed a wooden panel, out of the hole Grandmother removed a sword and dagger.
“These were your fathers,” Grandmother said handing them over to Alaris. “He also wanted you to have this, dear,” She handed Alaris an old paper.
Alaris looked at the paper, it was blank. “I don't understand Grandmother.” Seconds later words appeared on the paper.
“My dearest daughter, I leave these with you in regret that you are about to embark on a journey that will change your life forever. You have to finish what I started. May these help you and guide you safely..."
The paper then turned to ash in Alaris's hand.
“Go with Tyrinon dear, find the answers you seek. I have looked after you and watched you grow. This is your new path,” said her Grandmother with a smile.
Tyrinon watched as a group of men on horses approached
Alaris changed, she put on a white sleeveless shirt then a long sleeved shirt over it. Light leather vest, long brown pants and mid calf leather boots. She put her fathers sword and dagger on her belt then grabbed her old sword she used to train with her Grandmother. She then tied her hair in a tail and headed down the stairs.
“Alaris!” Yelled Tyrinon. “ We have to go.”
Alaris hit the last step in stride and into the room Tyrinon stood. “They're here,” stated Tyrinon.