The Tale of the Damned: The Last Journey

Chapter 1: Beginning
I am Fenrir Belegrade - knight of the Order of Assignees, the Rite of the Dragon. At the beginning, I was a society's public. One of the "street children", begging, even for an old potato. They made me devour, I do not even remember when. I remember, however, my salvation - the year 787 of the new era, the kingdom of Winterhold. Capital - Winstered. At that time, it was a power and country a very rich country that was not kind to me. I do not know what happened, I do not even want to know who and why he threw me. I saw the death of my sewn brothers from the street. Death was always the same, a painful starvation death saturated with thirst. Others died from the injuries they had suffered from those who were noble, who we asked for food. The witcher found me. He gave me a miracle and gave me a piece of bread. He looked at my three other friends and approached them. For my misfortune, be happy - I do not know - all three were dead. He looked at me again. He came to me, crouched, and asked where my parents were. I do not remember what I said and what happened next. I remember riding a horse, gallop. After a long time, we reached the fortress, where I was later transported to my new home. At one time, this fortress was an old Witcher school, the Raven Guild. When we entered this fortress for the first time, I saw her defenders. Knights in black tunics with hoods, by the waist, one had a sword, and the other had a pretense. Medallions threw their eyes in the eye. Lockets in the shape of a raven's head. After a short while, I lost consciousness from hunger. Then I woke up in a room, like a room. I was lying on some bunk, my savior was strangling with one witcher. I heard them talking to each other. I remembered their names. My savior was Nilreb Mederlo, and the knight whom he spoke with was called Leryk. When he tried to get up, Leryk looked at me and then Nilbred. So I saw him too. Earlier, I was so weak that his figure seemed fuzzy. Now, however, I saw him more clearly. He was quite tall with a man with a distinct facial hair, with hair tied down enough. On his back he had two swords, and his armor was quite light for my imagination of monster hunters. At the waist he had what vial of potions most likely. Two medallions hung on his neck. One in the shape of a wolf's head, and the other in the shape of a raven's head, like the keepers of the fortress
-they were actually the same. Leryk turned around and left the room, and Nilreb came up to me, sat down on the whore beside me and asked:
-How are you ? - I'm a little confused:
-Well ... That's good. What am I doing here ?
-Let's start with another question. Do you know who you are? - I still answer with this question:
-You are the Witcher ... Captain of monsters
-Yes it's true, my name is Nilbred Mederlo. I am the witcher of the wolf and raven guild. And who are you ?
-I ... My name is Fenrir ...
-How long did you live on the street?
-I do not know ... There were several phases of the moon.
-Why did you live without your parents? Do you know what happened to them?
-No ... They just left me. I do not know why
The witcher thought about it. It's hard for me to say what he was thinking about. He looked at the window through which he could see the rising sun and rays that illuminated the larger part of the room.
-Why am I here - I asked - and why did you bring me here?
He turned his eyes back on me and said:
-I do not like to look at the death of innocent people. For your friends it was too late unfortunately. Great is a loss.
-And what ... - my speech interrupted the opening of the door. A different witcher came into the room. He had in his hand a wooden plate on which there were two slices of bread and two eggs. In the other hand he had a wooden mug of water. He approached the beloved on which I lay and put them on a stool next to the lug. Nilbred looked at the lake and then at me:
-Tasty Fenrir. We'll be leaving soon.
I ate what was brought to me. For a very long time, I have thought that fresh bread with egg can be so good and water so clean. No dirt, so good. After a full breakfast and dressing in new clothes around noon, I went, with the witcher, and sentinel to the main chol fortress. I was led by this witcher, when I was walking with a check, I looked at his face - his eyes were visible under the hood, they were like a cat, and he had scars from ear to mouth. When he looked at me, I quickly lowered my head. When we got to chol I saw a person who brought me here. Nilbred talked to some knight. Also in a hood and in a black habit. It had a brown belt with a belt that was slung over the frame attached to the belt. He had a dark-red dragon embroidered on his chest, and on his left he had a mace with a prolonged handle and a rather long spike attached to the head. He also had an arch slung over the second frame and vagina on arrows. When I went down the stairs with the guard, they turned to me and the stranger said:
-Hello, Fenrir. Our common friend told me about you. I know your story. My name is Edgar Hasenstein - I was a little afraid of this situation. One day I was a society of society, and now I am in the Witcher stronghold. I answer a bit embarrassed:
-Hello. Why am I here?
-You see ... There are many people like you. We have not been able to save our friends unfortunately. You collect and receive such great people as you.
"You'll be fine there," said the witcher. "The Assians will make you a real knight.
-Fenrir ... Would you like to be a knight? - Edgar asked. - This is your first adult decision.
At that moment, I did not know what to do. What I remembered then is only a vestigial image of my parents who have ravaged me. Brut, rats, chub, thirst and death. So much remembered in then.
-I ... I agree. I do not want to go back to the city.
-Well then ... Welcome to the ranks of the Order. We'll do what you did not do to your parents by wasting that potential.
The witcher looked at me and said:
-No young, now your path begins ... - after that he came to me and patted my arm. After that he went to the door. In the window you could see him getting on his horse and how his silhouette disappears behind the gate of the fortress. That's how the road that this witcher led me. I looked at this monk and asked:
-What will happen to me now?
-We will go to the religious academy in Hjaalmarch. They'll tell you where to lead you.
We did not go straight to Hjaalmarch. We set off for business the next morning. I did not know what to do so much time. The next one, after waiting all day and night, we left. I was to wait in the courtyard of the Witcher school. After not a long time, I heard the sound of the horse's stout legs. Edgar and his friend came out of the stable. They ran two horses for them and one for me. I approached them and heard:
"A new recruit, Master Sergei?" Edgar said to his companion.
-We'll see ... We'll see where it will be assigned.
-Little ? Can you ride a horse? - I said something a bit confused:
-No ... I did not ride a horse.
"We will teach you now," he said in a playful tone.
After that he came to me with a horse, turned his horse sideways to me. He took me by his coat and put me on a horse. I could barely keep on the saddle.
-Hold on tight young.
-Helerga. Let him ride with you. You will keep the reins so that the sucker does not stray from the route, Edgar said.
-Order, Master Sergei.
And so we set out on the path to Hjaalmarch. It was a strange feeling to ride a horse alone. Mainly I fought here to not fall off the saddle. After a longer ride time, there was no problem to stay in the saddle. From Hafingard to Hjaalmarch was quite a long way. We arrived long after the moon rise. During the first stop, we stopped in some village or village. The Lord Captain ordered me to look after my shameless man. We left the horse and went to the inn to eat something. Helger took off his weapon. She attached some strange hammer to her belt with a long shaft and slung the shield behind her shoulder. when we started to go to the inn, I asked:
-What's that hammer?
-It's not a hammer ... The hammer has a completely different heads. What I have at the waist is a bully. One end crushes the bone and the other pierces the armor. It's good to kill dragons. It saved my life many times.
I preferred to ask for more. When we entered the inn, I complained that two elves sat in the corner. They looked strangely at us. I told Helger about it. He told me to shut up and go on. We sat to the right of the bar in the corner and waited for the woman to bring food. We got food and we started eating it. After a long time, when we finished the hen's weaving, a knight-knight entered with a neckband. Behind him came three more - his bodyguards probably.
"Gendarmes," said Helger. "What are we doing, Master Sergeant?"
-We are in the territory of the Kingdom of Winterhold. We are guests here, we can not take any fight with the local guards without a good reason.
Lord Majormaster told me not to lean. The knights who came in came to our table.
-You ! What are you? - the gendarme asked
-Why are you worrying us, Lord Gendarmerie?
-I asked a question. I will not ask again.
-Sergeant Edgar Hasenstein, the knight of the Assyrian Order, the Dragon rite. And this is my companion Helger Hildigon, also a ritual.
-Assaries ... Assaries do not have the right to reside in the Empire of Falaslin.
-Who issued the decree, Officer?
-The dignity of the great monumental Sanawent II Lawershal. The ruler of Winterhold, Eastmarch and Rift. The ruler of the reborn Empire Deskarop.
-Haha ... You're wrong to mistake the gendarmes. The crown prince Sanawent above may wish for Winterhold's Obligation. I remind you that Estmach and Rift are the countries in which the authorities have a parliament, and the authority over Winterhold has King Hastin Werahen - Sanawent's foe.
-You can see a monk as you are interested in the places you occupy. Ha, ha ... - the officer laughed and grabbed the sword as well as his knights - you go with us dog sons.
Then, just people, from the inn began to run out. I did not know, what to do,
"Father Officer," Helger said, "we do not have to shed blood for some inaccuracies. Let's go out in the room.
-Nothing of this dog. You will now go to the court counsel. He will judge you - after that he looked at me, put his empty hand on the hundred, he swayed and said - and we will lash out this szczawiato in order to know that traitors will be held ...
It was a moment, maybe a change. When the knight finished speaking - Lord Sergei would pull a blade or a nail into his neck, and then, that's when I called it, he magically pushed them away, as if by magic hit the officer pushed him away and chewed on his soldiers. The two were half-dazed and tried to get up, and the third, the most sober, could not shed his commander.
-Helger, go with the boy to the horses - Scream Sergeant, then I started to run with Helger to leave. I also saw Mr. Wachman, who ran to the captain's body and kept his gargoyle. I heard then:
-You will not need it anymore ... - when he said that he started to run alone. We quickly entered the horses and hurried away.
I will not remember much about further escape. I remember when we came to the academy in Hjaalmarch. The academy was in Mortbal. The Academy had the same coat of arms as Nortbal. It was the symbol of a triskelion. I have seen this symbol sometimes in druids and I am almost sure that it is somehow connected. Pomine what happened next. I will just add that the day after arriving at the academy, I was summoned to three religious masters. People in their position were called the title Kontura. I remember them quite well. I remember those three, very good, and they were not just anybody. They were not people who bought offices, or they did not obtain them as they did. Omar de Wilde - Cathedral Contour, covered with fame for healing the krulepwski court, along with the Crown Prince. Ostarius Wolfenkopf - a knight who was known for killing six Royal Mantikor. For some reason, these beasts have decided to harass the populace in the mountains. The third person was Bormir One Hand - a person coming from this particular academy. His nickname did not appear without a reason. He lost her during the fight with the living God - Dagon. He did not make it like one witcher after that. He literally sent him to the sand, and for this great act, the early King wanted him as his Crown Speaker. However, he decided to stay in the ranks of the order. They ordered me to stay at the Mortbal academy. The trainings were terrible - practically the same as in the Witchers. The training has taken me twelve springs. Twelve years of training- He, he ... As it looks at it, it was even interesting moments - Very interesting moments. My mentor, or rather my group, was Estarion Omalys - the knight of the dragon rite. Knight who was one of the crowned title Smoko-bujcy. The Dragon Rite did not require their students or graduates to kill dragons. You could have been an Assistant to the Dragon Rit untitled Smoko-bujcy. Then we only faked his eyes, eyes like a cat. Soon after, during one of his trainings, he told us that he was the Witcher and showed us his trophies. He had the hilt of his sword made of a dragon horn and a skewer - probably from the same source. However, the most interesting thing was the trophy on the barrel under the rag. He took it in his hands and took off the rag. He showed us Basilisk's head with cracked eyes and said in an angry and demanding voice:
-Listen to bitch sons. What I hold in my hand is one of the more deadly motherfuckers that walk on this earth - he put it on that leg and added - I have the task of teaching you how to defend yourself against it, and even kill it if you will not be pants in the meantime! You are not from killing these carcasses. From this are the Witchers or the Assistants of the Basilisk Rite. I was so fucked lucky that he was still alive. I did not kill the creature myself ... - he finished looking at the two students behind me. He came up to them, one of them had a face, and then he hit him with all his strength in the stomach. And after that he began to curl on the ground from the bul. However, Estarion has not finished yet. He grabbed the second thief around his neck and gave it to him saying:
-Dare you laugh at dog sons? - he said and then hit him with all his strength in the face and shook him in what was curled up.
-When fighting monsters, you are only on your own! I made this mistake while fighting this damn Basilisk. Do you think it's easy ?! During this fight, the person I owe my life to was killed. It was Doryan Rehen called the Ratcat from Hamel, the knight of the Assigne Order. Homme, you wiped mongrels. Thanks to him and his pipe and his life he sacrificed, stand here and show it to you, and learn how to fight monsters!
When the south bell began to ring, our mentor looked at us with contempt and shouted:
-What's the mutt ?! Lunch will be as if you deserve it. Now go back to classes!
After these words, we were hungry and terrified to exercise. Pomine you next years ... Go straight to my twenty-second spring. After half of the year, something changed dramatically. We recruited nothing but what was happening. When the winter started, training outside the academy was stopped, it was strange because there were always such trainings. There were often astronomers and observers on the willows. Nobody said anything, the phonies were sold and conversations cut off. It was even more strange when it was announced that at the end of the first half of winter our oath would take place. In the end, we would be real knights, but we were talking about a strange anxiety growing up. When the day of the oath came, the cathedral dignitary came to our academy. It was the Bishop of Głębin, we greeted him with honors. After sunset, I picked up my oaths with my companions. It was a simple oath, only our colors of tunics were changed. From the colors dark-red and blue to dark-red and black we also got a red dragon sewn on the chest. We also got a shield with the Triskeles symbol on the frame. In this moment, I became Assarius - a religious knight, Dragon rite ...
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