RUNE – THE WOUNDED WARRIOR
by Doragon Kishu
“Somewhere My Brother Fate Is Waiting For Me…
I Must Find Him…
Or Will The Stars Bring Him To Me…”
“Who are you?” spoke the woman behind the bar.
The SHADOW’S EDGE TAVERN, though a bit run down, was still much more inviting than the weary road, or cold night.
Sitting at the counter was a young Barbarian Warrior…
Sandy blond hair, hazel green eyes with darkened skin, having obviously traveled a lot.
“Do you address all of your Patrons in this way,” he replied taking a deep swig of his ale, without a glance in her direction.
“You are not like our general ‘Patrons’,” she spoke.
RUNE looked about the place, which seemed to be filled with drunken Dwarves, shadowy Thieves, loud Fighters, and an occasional wealthy Merchant with paid companions on their laps.
He then looked at the…
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