Sounds of explosions go off in the distance. Jacob ran to see what happened. He saw his mentor laying weak, and battered just outside of Windrip. Jacob sprinted with all of his might to aid his fallen mentor. "NOOOO!" Screamed Jacob. His last words were "Go and find it" Said Alexander. "Find what!" Whispered Jacob. His words were pointless, Alexander had already passed. "Who could have done this!" He yelled through his gritting teeth. He saw a dark, shadow like figure in the distance, perched atop one of the roofs. Jacob said an enchantation and his speed had increased substantially.Jacob had just reached the 7th tier of magic casting, the day before yesterday. Just as he was about to reach the mysterious figure...it vanished.
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The Swordsman
FantasyHe is a lonley wanderer. He left his home town Windrip to go out to figure out the things that evade his, mind, body, and soul
