For Honor X Male Reader

STORY TIME!

Within an unexplored area of woods there layed a small cabin. A father and his small boy dwelled there. Though it seemed like something from a fairy tale it was the

exact oppasite. This was a place far worse than hell to the boy for his father would beat, degrade, and break the boy. Even at the young boy's age his father began

to break him by forcing him to were tattered long pants, long sleeved shirt, and a sack hood with one eye hole telling him he is ugly.(Just saying if you've played

skyrim, imagin the tattered pants, with a long-sleeve and hood made from the same material, if not just look it up XD) Then he began the beatings and degrading. In

the few years the boy was there he was forced to endure all these things and do the work his father would force upon him with little food. Then with an amazing turn

of fate men dressed in furs, leather, and wearing helms with horns arrived to see the father beating that small boy as he cowered on the ground. The men grew angry

and charged to strike down the man. As the strange men looked over the corpse they turned to see the boy cower in fear even more as they slowly stepped towards them.

The group parted to allow the strongest of them with a small brown haired boy approach the boy. As the boy sat shaking the man nudged his son forward with a smile

which the son also had as he offed the boy a hand up. The small boy, he shakily took the hand half-expecting to be struck back down to the ground. Though the boy

saw the son meant what he did and just stood there with his bright smile. The small boy was awe struck when the strange men took him through the woods till they

emerged upon a clearing showing a small village. The inhabitants were petrafied with fear as they saw the men, but were confused as the father of the boy hadnded a

small child something ,but no one could see. It was then that the men left, nudging the boy to the village. As the villagers took in the boy's appearence no one

spoke to him nor made a motion to. It would seem theboy's hope was dying once more till the blacksmith of the village, a older man whose muscles were not lost with

his age and long white hair approached the boy. It was then the boy knew he had hope.

End

Okay i was wanting to make this and i got the idea to tell this intro like varric does the DA2 prologue and stuff XP

Also good for you if you can guess who the smith is.

Pssst it's a character from a game i have a story for and it's a story without a cross over too just to make it easier.