Here i start the story of Draklar Az\'randal. For now only 1st chapter. There\'s not much about Draklar himself but oh well... here it goes
Chapter 1:
\"Haldamir\'s Opening\"A bird struggled. He leaped from a tree into the air, successfully breaking silence in the forest. Indeed, the forest of Livandriel wasn\'t that calm in a long time. Usually filled with birds chirping and various animals running around, this afternoon it seemed to be dead. On any other day, Draklar would consider that as a bad sign, but not this time... Actually, that young dermorian\'s mind was wandering far away from the forest. Sitting on a rock in the middle of Haldamir\'s Opening, he was thinking about Aranel\'s proposal.
He never thought about leaving Livandriel... in fact... he wouldn\'t even think about it now, if not for the fact that Aranel was his best friend. Together they spent the days of their childhood... their warrior training... but now he was leaving... One of his uncles offered him job as a guard in some bigger city.
Draklar frowned. \"What was the city\'s name?\" - he couldn\'t recall...
Aranel could pick one person to accompany him. No one was surprised when he choose Draklar. Few days passed since then, but still, he couldn\'t decide what to do. Draklar looked around. Haldamir\'s Opening was one of his favorite places in the forest. Always peaceful, this rather small opening was filled with beautiful, white flowers. Haldirs - that was their name. Like the opening, those flowers were named after Haldamir, an old elven paladin, that not once, fought for this forest. Indeed, his brave deeds got him into stories of many bards. Actually, this place had it\'s own story as well...
Arminas was Haldamir\'s best friend. They traveled together, fighing side by side, for many years. More than once an evil warlord had fallen under their swords, they could always count on each other. Still... Arminas was jealous of his friend\'s strenght. No matter how much he trained, he was always staying far behind Haldamir. In fact, jealousy was his biggest weakness, weakness that one day... made him fall...
Azangar might be just another evil character that would kneel before this duo, but fate decided to make it go another way...
The fight was very tiring and lots of blood had been spilled on both sides... Haldamir and Arminas met Azangar on the Moran-dum mountain. Not much time had passed untill the first sounds of clashing swords filled that place. Now... two of Azangar\'s companions were lying in puddles of blood and while Arminas was fighing with their leader, Haldamir was finishing the last of them.
Again and again, Haldamir kept attacking his enemy. It was obvious that he wouldn\'t last long... Many wounds were decorating that ylian\'s body. His greatly damaged armour looked like it could fall apart any second. He couldn\'t catch breath and was barely keeping himself from falling over. He moved back a little and took off his helmet. One moment later it fell out from his hands... It hit the rocky ground, thumbing loudly. Haldamir started moving slowly towards his enemy, his sword was ready to attack. The Ylian couldn\'t take it any longer, he hit at Haldamir, but the dermorian dodged it with ease. Now was his chance to finish him off. One fast attack. Haldamir\'s blade pierced the ylian\'s throat, sheding lots of blood all around the area. A surprised look appeared on ylian\'s face... his lifeless body dropped to the ground... Haldamir looked up. He could still hear sounds of a fight comming down from the mountain\'s cliff.
Their swords clashed. Arminas and Azangar looked deeply into each other eyes. The short silence got interrupted by Azangar\'s weak laugh. Arminas frowned.
- \"What are you laughing at?\"
- \"At my opponent\'s blindness\"
- \"Blindness? I fight no worse than you do!\"
- \"It is not what I mean, do you know what are you fighting for?\"
- \"To stop the evilness!\" Azangar laughed again: \"fool!\"
Arminas\' face covered with anger. \"Enough!\" - he shouted. With all his strenght he attacked his enemy. It was too much for Azangar - stunned by attack, he dropped his weapon.
- \"What? How come?\" - he asked with disbelief.
- \"Like many before you - you were no match for my power\"
- \"Power? That\'s what you really fight for, isn\'t it?\"
- \"No, I fight to stop the ones like you!\"
- \"You are just fooling yourself!\"
- \"So maybe I am... why do you care?\"
- \"Ohh... I don\'t, but i think you should.\"
- \"Maybe indeed... Tell you what, I\'ll kill you now, and think about it later\" - Arminas moved his blade to Azangar\'s throat.
- \"D-don\'t... I can help you\"
- \"Oh? You can?\" - he laughed - \"Very well... I\'ll listen\"
Azangar sighed with relief.
- \"Face it... all you want is to become stronger than your friend\" Arminas moved his sword away from him.
- \"What? How do you know that?\"
- \"Your eyes say more than you imagine, my friend\"
- \"Call me friend again and I\'ll make sure it\'ll be your last word... Now go on.\"
Haldamir looked around. Damaged terrain and blood prints was all that was left from Azangar\'s and Arminas\' fight. Trails were going north. It was obvious. His friend abandoned him.
Many years passed since then. Haldamir thought that he wouldn\'t ever see Arminas again. He was wrong...
- \"Haldamir!\" - he heard a familiar voice. - \"Long time no seen\" He turned around. In front of him there was Arminas, standing in medium armour, holding a sword and a shield. Haldamir answered: \"Sneaky as always, I see. Didn\'t hear you comming\"
- \"Indeed... you could be dead already\"
- \"Why am i still alive then?\"
- \"I\'m here to defeat you in fight, to prove i\'m stronger\"
- \"Is that so... I can\'t believe you are evil now... It\'s just not you\"
- \"Save it! I\'m here to kill you, so fight or die as a coward\"
- \"Very well then... let\'s do it your way\"
And the fight started. Sounds of steel striking steel were heard in Livandriel for many hours. Lots of blood have been shed and many trees were wounded by missed attacks. Finally, Haldamir striked his opponent\'s neck, killing him at the same moment. The paladin looked at his former friend. Arminas was dead. Killed by his hands. He looked at the corpse with disbelief, as tear ran down his cheek.
- \"Never again\" - he whispered
Haldamir moved towards a nearby stone and thrusted his sword into it. After that, he just walked away. No one knows what happened to him afterwards. Most say he became cleric and never used any weapon again.
Place around the rock soon filled with Haldirs. Finally, after many years it turned into the place known today as \"Haldamir\'s Opening\".
Draklar moved his hand over a crack in the rock. Could all that be true? If so, what happened to Haldamir\'s sword? He sighed as undoubtedly he won\'t ever find out. Suddenly, a group of frightened birds leaped into the air. Draklar grabed his broadsword. Something bad happened, not far away. There was no time to lose. He picked up his rucksack and runned to see what was it.
