obiwan23 would love your feedback! Got a few minutes to write a review?
Write a Review

The Master of the Swords

By obiwan23 All Rights Reserved ©

Mystery / Adventure

Blurb

While Baldin is swept out of his home and into a struggle of men, warriors and sorcerer’s, the evil Sorcerer Crishgat seeks to gather to himself all that remain of the Eight Swords of the ancient Sorcerer Kings to take the entirety of Azarve for himself and crush all resistance against him. Baldin and his friends must travel to a mysterious location in an attempt to find and recover the mystical Bow that may be able to help them in them in their fight against evil.

Prologue

The black sorcerer moved silently through the night. His feet made no noise as he crept across the dirt path that led towards the dark shadow of a house ahead, that stood alone in a forest clearing. There was a light in the library window on the first floor. Coming to the door, he waved his hand over the lock, heard a click and opening the door, walked silently in. He was in a narrow wooden passageway. Several doors led off it and under one of these the dim light of a fire was burning. Coming to this door, he opened it and silently entered.

It was a moderate sized room, with three of the walls covered by bookcases that were stacked with parchments and large tomes. Several chairs sat clustered about a small table that stood before a fire. There was a man sitting in one of the chairs, his back was to the black sorcerer. As the sorcerer entered, the man rose from his chair and turned to face the intruder. The man that had risen had but one arm.

“So you have come at last,” that man said in a quiet voice.

The sorcerer took a step back in surprise, for it was as if the one-armed man had been sitting up waiting for him.

The sorcerer reached to his side and drew a great black sword from a dark battered sheath and took several steps into the room. The one-armed man leaned down and picked up a long, naked sword from where it had lain across the table.

Without any warning, the black sorcerer leaped forwards and swung down his blade in a mighty arc. The one armed-man brought up his own sword in response and there was a deafening ring and a shower of sparks flew over the floor. The fight was on. The two leapt at one another and swung blow after blow, crashing over chairs and other furniture. Above them a baby could be heard crying. It was now obvious that the one-armed was the more skilled of the two. The black sorcerer was driven back into a corner and was left there desperately trying to avoid the other man’s weapon.

“Stop!” he suddenly cried out.

The one-armed man halted and took several steps back. The black sorcerer wiped his sleeve over his brow and the drops of sweat splashed to the floor like drops of blood. The black sorcerer began to mutter to himself. Then again without warning, he leaped at the one-armed man and their swords rang, but this time it was different. There was a snap and a stab of black fire. The sword of the one-armed man shattered into fragments and he fell backwards over a chair and fell to the ground. He struggled to his knees as the black sorcerer stood over him.

“Do what you have come here to do,” said the one-armed man.

Without a second’s hesitation, the sorcerer lifted his blade and with a vicious snarl swung it down upon the one-armed man’s neck.

“Revenge will be taken!” cried the one-armed man.

The sword fell and blood stained the timbers a dark red.

The sorcerer turned and ran out of the room and up a flight of stairs that he found at the back of the house. He searched the upstairs rooms and finding them all empty of any life, he burst out of an upstairs window and landed on the ground below. He looked around. Running out of the clearing ahead of him was a beautiful woman with a small baby in her arms. With a snarl, the sorcerer leaped in pursuit. As he caught up with her, she turned and a knife flashed in her hand. The sorcerer reached out to take it from her, but she sliced it down along the sorcerer’s arm. With a howl of pain, he dropped his sword and clutched at the wound. The woman stood over the sorcerer, but then hesitated. She had the chance to kill the sorcerer, but could not bring herself to do so. The sorcerer took the opportunity, and seizing his sword in his good hand, hacked at the woman without mercy till she lay dead at his feet. The baby fell from her arms and to the ground, crying loudly. The black sorcerer lifted his sword, but the blow never fell. Something struck his in the head and he was flung to the ground. He was on his feet in seconds, ready to attack, but halted, for before him, standing over the baby was another sorcerer. This one dressed in pure white so that he seemed to glint in the darkness. In the white sorcerer’s hand was a might White Sword, the blade of which blazed with a blinding white fire. The black sorcerer turned and fled. As he ran through the night, he heard the dead man’s final words ring in his mind.

“Revenge will be taken! Revenge will be taken!”

Continue Reading Next Chapter
Further Recommendations

Rouba Shishakly: The story is very engaging, I wasn't expecting the ending!! What a surprise. Great work overall.

Aishwarya pillai: This is one story I have put my full interest intoBest novel ever!!! Without a doubt 😍😙😍😍❤💋

Deleted User: An unusual story, well worth reading. Good conversations, excellent prose, and keeps my interest, maybe because I was there, back in the day. You won't be able to pt this book down.

Maja1111: I particularly loved the vivid dialogues. Also, the atmosphere throughout the story is so specific, with a touch of a mystery. Really enjoyed reading it.

Jay: Love the book and only read the first chapter. I'm hooked.

James Lawson: I enjoyed this so much I immediately bought (and read) the sequel from Amazon.ca - and am eagerly awaiting the third installment.Since this is a review and not a synopsis, I'll share my impressions rather than write out a condensed version of the plot.There were enough plot twists and turns to ke...

William Elliott Kern: A young boy," later found on the highway by General Jarda", was murdered by Barbarians, came back to life as he was an Anmah, age 6 when the loss of his family had occured.........General Jarda, took the boy, gave him a new name, and introduced him to another Anham and the King, This Story is w...

More Recommendations

Lauren Kabanyana: It's simply amazing, the story is touching and has you captivated while reading! I loved it! Would read it over and over again. I applaud the way this book was able to evoke a mixture of feelings. I felt everything the two main characters felt from the start to end, i would recommend this novel t...

aaron10905: This is undoubtedly one of the best books written on here. I actually unistalled this app until someone told me about this story. I came back not expecting much, just to be drawn into the story and the characters. I would buy this book in real life, as long as another was promised shortly after.

nehmeyasmin: It was the most heart warming but heart breaking story ever and I want the next part right away. It kept me hooked until the end even though there were a couple mistakes it was truly amazing. I think this book could go far if it wanted to

bloodrosemaiden: I love this book!! I have read it several times and though there could be improvements I applaud the author. I know positive feed back is appreciated!! I enjoy reading about the learning the different character's backstories, and the affects in the overall story!

Jim E. Johnson: Rarely do I find a mystery that peeks my interest, but Jack Huber's Pat Ruger reminds me of Parker's Spenser or Spillane's Hammer! Strong character with the right connections and plot drivers to keep anyone engaged and never putting it down.The encounters of the characters Ruger engages, continue...

{{ contest.story_page_sticky_bar_text }} Be the first to recommend this story.

About Us:

Inkitt is the world’s first reader-powered book publisher, offering an online community for talented authors and book lovers. Write captivating stories, read enchanting novels, and we’ll publish the books you love the most based on crowd wisdom.