Chapter 1 - Unusual Village Visitor
Some may think I am some kind of stupid monster, not able to think by himself, and that only acts listening to his instincts. It may have a part of truth, who knows? I'm probably dumb, yes, but not as much as people think when they judge me only by seeing me. Of course, I'm a Gargun; I'm an eight foot tall bear-like beast with a barely human stature. I'm mostly made of strong muscles and I have big, deadly claws at the tip of each finger and toe. I can understand that some people just stereotype me as a mindless brute.
Though I'm more educated than a simple beast, and you have the proof by what I'm writing right now. I know how to write, I also know how to read and speak common language. I also speak Goliath, but that probably won't serve me often as I don't hang in the goliath territory often, or even my homeland where other Garguns live.
So basically, people are all giving me strange looks, like I expected. I'm not even angry at them, I'm pretty sure they are glad I'm not anyway. When I look at them, they look away, again pretty understandable considering their frail frame compared to mine. Some even run away in their house when they see me approaching, which kind of hurts thinking about it. I walk in the middle of the street, so people don't have to go away to avoid me.
I'm a knight after all, you could say I am Lawful Good and that I'm very kind-hearted, it's just that my appearance doesn't let people notice that at first sight. It's a shame really, I'd like some friends that would just try to get to know me instead of shivering in terror.
I'm not sure what I'm doing in this village... then I remember that I ran out of food a few hours ago, but also that I am completely broken. I put my paw in my bag, but I can't even find a copper. I am also completely armorless; I had to throw the remains of my previous body armor in my last battle. At least, if I don't encounter some powerful foe, my own body should suffice for protection right now. The thought makes me snicker as I continue walking by.
I was searching for an inn mostly, so I can get some supplies, even though I am already convinced I'll be refused if I can't even share a copper... I wander in the street, feeling quite discouraged, when suddenly I feel something hit me quite hard, even if I don't flinch the least bit. I hear some gibberish I cannot understand, so I look down and see an elf, or something I believe to be one.
"What? I'm sorry, I can't understand you." I tell him patiently.
He looks up at me, and as expected, his eyes grow wide with surprise as he sees my frame.
"I... hum..." he tries to start, but then three other elves, to me at least, arrive near us with unfriendly faces.
I can see a big difference between them and the one that bumped into me. For starters, the latter has dark skin and white hair, while the others are pale skinned with brown hair. I then notice that the dark one had scurried behind me.
"What is happening?" I ask them, unaware of the situation these elves were in.
"None of your concern, beast. Just get away from the Drow and don't interfere." one of them answers me.
I look at the other one, a Drow it seems. He looks back at me with a pleading look, but doesn't say a thing. Then I hear an unsheathing noise, and all my senses go into alert. The elves had drawn their short swords.
I stare at them with an intimidating look, and they seem to hesitate for a moment.
"What has he done to you? I'm sorry, but I can't leave that be if you don't have a good reason."
One of the three takes a step forward and gives me a disgusted look.
"I said that was none of your business. Drows shouldn't be allowed here, this demon is evil."
"It's a lie!" answers the dark elf with anger. "What do you half-elves even know?" he adds, even angrier.
"I'm sure we can settle this pea-" I start, but am cut short as one of the half-elves does the worst mistake he could have ever made; he swings his sword at me.