Chapter 1 - Raven's Hollow
(Created with Bing Ai)
Raven Hollow, a town on the outskirts of Castle Mourne. Crows flood the skies as the clock tower blows charcoal like fumes out of its chimney.
The streets did not fair any better, people or as the baron calls them peasants walk around the rat infested streets trying to survive but they don't fair better than the red handed baron.
The baron sits alone in his wooden clocktower, in his long blood soaked cloak he watched his peasants with an eagles eye and an iron forged fist.
The baron was not the only problem the peasants had to deal with, they also had to deal with the blood thrall. A plague that coated the infected mouth with blood and sharp fangs growing from their nails and teeth.
But this is where a hero wearing a steel mask and black cloak clearing hordes of the thralls by himself with nothing but the blade on his back.
The hero, who peasants called the Thrall Slayer, walked to the town square seeing a massive bonfire in the middle. A thrall was being burned at the stake, the crowd around the stake roared and cheered as the thrall howled to the smoke covered sky.
The slayer stood by and watched, the flames splattered their colour onto his mask revealing some yellow and orange flames where his eyes should be.
The slayer walked away towards his destination walking past a wanted poster of himself.
(Created with Bing Ai)
He tore down the wanted poster and headed to a house in the middle of the square. He banged on the door, he fist could easily smash through the wooden door but it was opened by a small boy by the age of 5-6. He looked up at the slayer and the slayer looked back at him.
"Who are you?" The boy asked but the slayer did not replay and just stared at the boy until an old man walked into the door frame.
"Ah come in Slayer" The old man said, the boy moved out of the way and the slayer walked into the house shutting the door behind him. The Slayer's flame eyes glowed in the room as he walked over to the old man and put the head of a female thrall on the table in front of him.
"Not in front of the boy" The old man said as he handed the slayer the bag of gold that was offered. The slayer took the gold and started to head to the door.
"Thank you for avenging my wife, slayer" the old man said as the slayer left the house. As he left the house a group of men stood outside the house waiting for him.
"Ah the slayer is here, there's a bounty on your head." The leader of the group said. The leader wore a red tunic with chainmail covering his body.
"We are going to be rich tonight boys, bringing the baron the head of the empress's killer will be worth it." The leader said as the slayer stood there.
"Lunch has arrived." The slayer said throwing everyone in the group off as the slayer removed his silver gauntlets letting them hit the ground.
His hands then started to turn into fangs and he removed his mask revealing his face.
"THRALL!!" The leader said but it was no use as the slayer moved fast clearing out the rest of the men before leaping at the leader. His fangs dug into the mans neck. Minutes later the mans skin turned pale as the slayer put on his mask and gauntlets.
He looked at his handwork before retreating into the shadows before the First Light Guild arrived at the scene.
