Vision of Fire
The Present, in a field outside the city of Kamar
Siron: My name is Siron. I am a young bard, who walks from kingdom to kingdom looking to earn a good buck. You might be wondering why I even do that. Well it's kind of hard to explain. Things happened...
The Past, after a war in the kingdom of Jora.
Imperial Soldier: *runs towards his general* Sir.
???: What news do you bring me.
Imperial Soldier: Some of the folks in this town had fled. We fear that may be headed to Graia.
???: *sheaths sword after stabbing a helpless individual crawling on the ground* Deploy the airships. Kill as many as you see running towards Kamar.
Imperial Soldier: Yes General Kudlov.
Kudlov: *takes cigar from his pocket and lights it up* You are... the first... but not the last. *throws cigar down onto gunpowder laying on the dirt, catching the place on fire instantly.
Kudlov; A very tall slender man with white long flowing white hair and an eye patch. He is the general of King Machiron's royal army. He is cold and heartless and will do anything for power and control. As for those who defy his orders, they leave this world by his hands. He has taken many innocent lives, yet shows no remorse. Some call him the devil himself... that is before he kills them.
The Present, in a field outside the city of Kamar
Gali: Wake up sleepy head! *laughs*
Siron: *screams* Stop scaring me like that.
Gali: *frowns* I'm not that ugly am I.
Siron: Wha-what... no I didn't mean it like that...
Gali: *laughs* Don't worry silly. I was joking.
Siron: *frowns*
Gali: Hey I was just joking. Lighten up Siron.
Siron: I know.
Gali: Listen. I know what you are thinking and it's not your fault. You couldn't do anything about it.
Siron: It's not that...
Gali: Oh? Well what is it?
Siron: I had another one of those dreams.
Gali: The one about the sky?
Siron: Yeah. Does it mean something? I can't wrap my memories around it.
Gali: Hey don't think about it too much. Look, *points at the city of Kamar* we just have to head there and find a good paying job. Try to think of that instead.
Siron: Your right. *smells food* Are you making something?
Gali: Yep! Better come get some before I eat it all. *laughs*
Siron: *laughs* No you don't. *races over to the food that Gali prepared*
Siron and Gali eat their food and prepare themselves to go to the city of Kamar.
To be continued
