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- “Cal you will be assigned to your first rank S mission today” instructor reckton said
- “Great, where am I head?” He replied
- “This gem is a special treasure of stargaze valley. We liberated it from bandits. You are to deliver this alone so we don’t attract attention but as an up and coming swordsman I doubt you’ll run into issues” instructor said
- Cal prepared his supplies for the trip making sure not to forget his favourite brand of whiskey, trelos.
- Most of the 3 day trek was quiet, occasionally bumping into other guild members who happened to be travelling in the opposite direction, some of which had set up camp and invited him to an evening meal.
- “Have you heard about the dragon that supposedly lurks here?” One guild member asked
- “Behave” cal replied
- “It’s true, apparently there’s a yellow dragon who lives somewhere in these mountains!”
- “They say he appears on stormy nights”
- “I’ll believe that when I see it” cal replied
- The following morning the guild members packed their things and went their separate ways, cal continued towards stargaze valley
- He arrived and successfully delivered the gem, eager to report his success to the guild he immediately set off back to holima.
- However the road was packed with bandits who noticed Cal’s guild uniform
- “Look boys, we got one of them guild rats” a bandit said flipping a knife menacingly
- Cal stood his ground and took a deep breath
- “I don’t want any trouble” he said
- “Well you got it, here come the boys!”
- Bandits emerged from the hills nearby and rushed towards cal who drew his greatsword he effortlessly cut through the bandits in front of him, clearing the ones that mattered so he could flee.
- They gave chase towards the mountain range where more bandits emerged firing arrows. cal ran up a mountain path using the rocks for cover. Trying to catch his breath a bandit snuck up on him and stabbed him in the side but before the bandit could execute him he fought through the pain and countered his attack with his greatsword.
- Cal was bleeding heavily, he put pressure on the wound and tried to stagger back towards the path but tripped on a rock. He fell into a crevice which had a long narrow path with a cave entrance
- “This might be a good place to hide from those bastards, I should be able to cauterise the wound” he said to himself staggering into the cave.
- He sat down with his back against the wall and took his armour off revealing the cut
- He felt a strange presence but ignored it as he started a small fire. He tore his sleeve and wrapped it around a stick and set it alight he then quickly pressed it against the wound
- “FUCK!” He shouted as he cauterised his wound
- “What the fuck are you doing here?” A voice spoke
- “Who’s there?” Cal asked
- He looked deeper into the cave and saw a pair of menacing yellow eyes
- He held his makeshift torch up to light the area up
- “Put the light down dickhead you’re blinding me!” The voice roared
- Cal did so and heard the flapping of wings
- A small yellow whelp landed in front of him, he was holding a children’s cup and glared into Cal’s eyes
- “You’re....a dragon?” He said surprised
- “You’re an invading dickhead, get out before I kill you” the dragon replied
- “You’d probably be doing me a favour” cal joked, having a little laugh to himself
- The dragon crackled with electricity and zapped the wall next to cal
- “I’m not joking” the dragon said
- Cal pulled out his bottle of whiskey and took a swig
- “Is that telos!?” The dragon shouted
- Cal nodded
- The dragon floated up and grabbed the bottle off cal and flew deeper into his cave where the sound of pouring could be heard
- “Yeah you can have some” cal said sarcastically
- “Yeah I didn’t ask fuck face” the dragon replied throwing the empty bottle next to cal
- “I have no use for you now, leave” the dragon ordered
- “In this state I won’t be leaving for a while” cal replied
- The dragon let out a long sigh and floated back over to cal and looked at his wound
- “Mongrel” the dragon said as he shocked Cal’s wound
- “What are you doing?”
- “Actually closing your wound instead of burning yourself” the dragon replied
- Cal checked his wound which had been fully closed
- “...that didn’t hurt” cal said
- “Yeah because I actually know what I’m doing” the dragon replied pouring some of his whiskey on the wound
- “Sleep then fuck off” the dragon said flying deeper into his cave
- The following morning cal felt 100% better, as he opened his eyes the dragon was stood in front of him glaring up at him
- “Morning” cal said
- The dragon pointing to the cave exit without saying a word
- “Ok, ok I’m going” cal said standing up and walking towards the exit
- “Tell anyone about this place and you will die” the dragon shouted
- Back at the guild cal successfully reported his mission, the guild master allowed him some rest time given his wound.
- He noticed the blue haired librarian walking through the town centre and ran up to her
- “Can we talk?” He asked
- “About?” The woman replied
- “The legend of the 6 dragons...are they true?”
- “Don’t be stupid” the blue haired woman replied, she walked away from cal straight away but he followed her back into the library
- “I fell into a cave, a yellow dragon lived there
- He swore at me...in fact he’s probably got the foulest mouth I’ve ever heard.
- He drinks whiskey and healed my stab wound”
- “Your wound clearly made you delirious” the librarian replied, desperate to escape the conversation
- Defeated, cal went to his favourite bar owned by a close friend Jeff.
- “What can I get you cal?” Jeff asked
- “Do you have any telos?”
- “Afraid not, we placed an order from the brewery in stargaze but the delivery got raided by bandits, it’s strange because all that was taken was the telos”
- “That’s...strange” cal thought to himself
- The following week cal ventured back into the mountains, down the crevice and back into the cave
- “Hello?” He called out
- The small dragon flew and landed in front of cal
- “You got a deathwish dickhead?”
- “I heard some bottles of telos was raided by bandits and was wondering if you heard anything?”
- “It’s my whiskey dick, fucking dick” the dragon said floating back inside
- Cal followed him
- “I just want a bottle, it’s my favourite”
- “.....it is good whiskey” the dragon replied
- He reluctantly placed a bottle and Cal’s feet and shooed him away
- “Thank you, I appreciate it”
- “Leave”
- Cal still had 7 days of leave left and buried himself in books at the library
- The blue haired librarian kept tabs on him the entire time he was in there
- He was reading a book called “the 6 dragon gods, parents to the world” which went into detail of each dragon and their attributes, most people thought of it as just stories but cal had his doubts
- “The fearsome thunder dragon Orichalcos, believed to be the most powerful of the 6. He specialises in quick sword attacks with unimaginable destructive lightning....what the hell?” Cal read out loud
- He flicked through the pages and noticed the water dragon Azura but before he could read it the blue haired librarian closed his book
- “We’re closing, come back later” she said
- “Your eyes..they’re the same as Azura’s
- The dragon in the cave uses electricity...he’s Orichalcos isn’t he? And you’re Azura”
- “Leave, before I call the guards” she said
- “It’s true isn’t it!? You’re real, all 6 of you are real!? And you’re living under our noses...hiding in plain sight...except for Orichalcos who’s hiding in a cave and raiding alcohol deliveries”
- Azura left cal alone in the lobby as she retreated to her office.
- “I can’t believe it...”
- The following month cal was sent on another mission near star gaze and decided to take a bottle of telos to Orichalcos following his missions completion
- “Orichalcos?” Cal called out
- The small whelp landed in front of him
- “I brought you a bottle of telos...to replace the one you gave me”
- Ori flew up and snatched the bottle and retreated back into his cave, cal followed
- “I didn’t invite you in” Orichalcos said
- Cal sat down and told Orichalcos about his mission
- Despite being annoyed by his presence, Ori didn’t interrupt Cal’s story
- “Done?” Ori asked after cal paused
- “Yeah, well I better report back to the guild
- I’ll probably be back next week so try not to drink yourself dry before then!” Cal laughed
- “Don’t tell me what to drink dick, fucking dick”
- A week had passed and cal was true to his word, he brought Ori a bottle of telos, told him about his missions and left. It didn’t matter how much Ori swore at him, cal was determined to keep up his visits which he did. 10 years had passed and every Wednesday without fail he visited Orichalcos despite orichalcos’ protests
- It was a Tuesday and Ori heard someone approaching his cave.
- Cal sat down in his usual place, he was shaking and stuttering his words
- “I..I didn’t know what to do...I’ve got a good support network in holima, lots of friends but the first place I thought of was here” he voice was trembling
- Ori didn’t say anything, instead he listened
- “I..Ive lost people very close to me, my family”
- Ori continued his silence and poured whiskey into a normal glass and kicked it over to cal
- “They were fine...I spoke to them just a few days ago but when I visited them...they were” cal broke down into tears
- “Was it natural?” Ori asked
- Cal shook his head as he cried
- “It doesn’t make sense! Why would someone kill innocent, peaceful people!?”
- “Stay the night” Ori said kicking a pillow over to cal
- A few weeks later it was revealed that the bandits who attacked Cal’s family had been hunted down by the guild and were to be executed
- Cal told the guild master that they should be imprisoned and not killed as it will only continue a cycle of death, however the guild master ignored his plea and insisted on an all out war with the bandit faction
- It was Wednesday again and cal visited Ori
- “I feel like the guild master is starting to lose his mind, he’s declared war on the bandit faction”
- “That’s good, you can kill the dickheads and killed your family”
- “No! That’s not good!”
- “Don’t shout at me dick, fucking dick”
- “The guild has so much potential to do good in the world but these past 10 years all the guild master has done is attack places! He’s leading us to damnation!”
- “Step up then dickhead instead of crying to me”
- “It’s not that simple, I’d have to beat him in a duel”
- “Beat him then”
- “He’s the guild master, he’s incredibly powerful”
- “So?”
- “So he’ll probably end up killing me for defying him”
- “You can’t be that shit if you’re doing your ‘rank s missions’ show me what you got” Ori said sipping his whiskey
- Cal drew his greatsword and took stance
- “What the fuck is that form? Hahahahahaha” Ori laughed hysterically, falling on his back
- “What are you laughing at!?”
- “Ahahahahahaha”
- Cal put the greatsword down
- “Fuck you orichalcos!”
- Ori wiped the tears from his eyes and floated closer to cal
- “You aren’t a greatsword user for a start. You’re slow and not physically capable to wield a weapon that big”
- “What do you suggest then?”
- Ori went deep into his cave and then came back moments later, throwing a wooden katana on the ground
- “Katana”
- Cal picked up the katana
- “I’m not feeling it” he said
- “Swift, accurate attacks” Ori said floating around cal
- “You’re going to train me?” Cal asked
- “Why do you want to be guild master?” Ori asked
- Cal lowered the wooden katana
- “I believe the guild has huge potential to help the world. I want a world where everyone can work together to make a good, positive society which we can educate people and find them jobs. What I don’t want is the barbaric organisation we’ve become”
- Ori nodded at cal and floated around him observing his stance
- “Grip with both hands” Ori said
- “Starting stance, hold the katana in front of you at an upwards angle Knees straight”
- Cal kept bending his knees
- “KNEES STRAIGHT!” Ori shouted shocking cal
- “Jesus What the hell!?” Cal shouted
- “This is your starting stance, read your opponent then react.
- Next, When running to your opponent hold the katana to your side”
- “Why?”
- “The momentum allows for a powerful slash”
- Ori spent hours showing cal multiple stances and electrocuting him if he got any of them wrong, days had passed but he had mastered them all
- “No one has ever mastered my training so quickly” Ori said sipping some whiskey
- “Am I ready?”
- “Almost, it is not uncommon to fight someone stronger than ourselves
- But there is more to a battle than strength alone.
- Strategy is key Ori floated around cal and tapped the back of his knee
- “Katana use is more strategic than a barbaric great sword, slash the back of the leg to slow your foe
- A slash to the wrist will cause blood loss, repeated blows to the stomach
- Your battle won’t be a 1 slash win, draw the battle out, slash the weak points and take your time
- He will grow desperate, he will launch himself at you
- You will evade, you will buy time and when he is open slash the kidneys, biceps
- He will fall to his knees, he will lose
- But the most importantly maintain your composure”
- “I can’t believe I’ve been trained by the legendary Orichalcos”
- Ori floated deep into his cave and brought out a katana
- “Use this” He said throwing it at Cal’s feet
- “Are you sure?”
- Ori nodded
- “Good luck”
- Cal had a meeting with the guild master and challenged him to a battle for the title of guild master.
- The guild master accepted however his terms were steep. If cal were to lose, he would be killed.
- Members of the guild formed up in the great hall as the guild master walked out wielding a huge greatsword
- Cal stood firm holding Ori’s katana
- “You sure you wanna do this?” The guild master asked
- Cal nodded
- “Your funeral!”
- Cal and the guild master charged at each other
- The guild master took a swing at cal who evaded and countered with a class to the leg
- “Direct hit!” Cal thought
- However the katana clashed with metal
- “Nice try” the guild master laughed
- He has covered all his weak points with armour
- He punched cal in the cut and took a swipe with his greatsword which sent cal flying into a wall
- Dazed he slowly got to his feet and shook his head trying to regain his senses
- “He’s wearing armour....I need to find the straps and expose him!”
- Cal charged at the guild master who readied himself
- He swung his greatsword but cal slid on his back through the guild master’s legs and slashed furiously
- He hit every strap and both of the guild master’s knees were exposed
- He slashed both of them but the guild master laughed
- “Do you think those papercuts will Stop me!?”
- Cal watched as the guild master charged and he thought back to Ori’s words
- “He will launch himself at you, you will evade and buy time” Ori’s voice echoed in his head
- The guild master was slowed and cal evaded his attacks until he could identify more weak points
- Although the arms were covered there was a small opening in the guild master’s chest armour
- He waited for the guild master’s next assault and countered by slashing the exposed chest
- “BASTARD!”
- Cal repeated the cycle of evading, slashing and waiting until eventually the guild master was worn out and fell to his knees
- “Give up, you’ve lost” cal said
- The guild master was panting for breath and nodded
- “Go on then, finish the job” he said
- Cal shook his head
- “Your terms were if I lost you would kill me, but I didn’t agree to killing you, I refuse to kill you
- But your time as guild master is over, retire and enjoy the rest of your life”
- Cal has been officially promoted to guild master and made a statement to the citizens of holima promising to better everyone’s lives
- Wednesday had come around and Ori was sat in his cave, he heard footsteps and was eagerly awaiting Cal’s return however the footsteps stopped and the sound of crates were dropped and the footsteps were headed in the opposite direction
- Ori popped his head out and there was a crate of telos and a note
- Ori opened the note
- “I did it, I’m the new guild master! I won’t be able to visit you every week but I do have a plan”
- Ori was furious
- “USING ME! YOU FUCKING HUMANS ARE ALL THE SAME!” He roared smashing the bottles
- “10 YEARS! 10 FUCKING YEARS YOU PLOTTED TO USE ME!!”
- The clouds went black and there was a thunderstorm around the mountain range that raged on for 7 days straight
- Meanwhile back in holima cal had gathered the entire smithing district, including Jeff and his staff for a very important meeting
- “Do you all understand?” Cal asked
- Everyone nodded or said yes
- “He is very important to me but he is very...temperamental and abusive
- He’s not dangerous however I wouldn’t advise antagonising him either.
- Speak if spoken to otherwise pretend he’s not there, he won’t hassle you if you don’t hassle him ok?”
- “Yes guild master!” Everyone replied
- The following Wednesday the guild master arrived at Ori’s cave and walked in
- “There he is, captain dipshit or is it guild master fuck face?” Ori shouted
- “How about friend?” Guild master replied
- “Friend? You used me!”
- “I told you i had a plan, pack a bag you’re coming with me”
- “Fuck you this is my home”
- “I can’t come visit you every week like I used to and I don’t want our drinking sessions to stop, so you’re coming with me
- I have a place for you”
- “I have a place here”
- “But here isn’t the attic of a bar is it?”
- Ori stayed silent and the sound of a bag rustling could be heard
- The guild master smirked
- “Wipe that off your face” Ori said perching on the guild master’s shoulder
- “So, dragons wear backpacks?” The guild master said noticing Ori’s backpack
- Ori glared at the guild master and sipped his whiskey
- Multiple guild members and a horse back carriage awaited them
- “Thanks guys” the guild master said getting into the carriage
- “Oh my god” one guild member mimed to the other who nodded with a smile on his face
- After a few hours the guild master and Ori arrived at Jeff’s bar
- “This is your new home, this is Jeff your new landlord
- Your drinks are paid for already but don’t go overboard” the guild master said
- “It’s a pleasure to meet you” Jeff said to Ori
- Ori flew around the bar, he was excited and happy. Jeff and the guild master looked at him
- “Happy?” Guild master asked
- Ori frowned “meh” and landed on a stool
- “I suppose it’s ok but I want this stool
- If anyone sits on this stool I WILL NOT be happy! This is my stool!”
- “Ok” Jeff replied
- “It’s ok to admit you like something” Guild master said
- Ori floated up to the attic to his room
- It was a large room with two beds, one small and one large with a desk and a rack filled with whiskey
- “My office is at the top floor, my window will always be open Orichalcos and anytime you want, come in” Guild master said
- “I’ll consider it if I’m bored”
- The guild master laughed
- “Before I head back...the smithing district
- They have been sworn to secrecy regarding you, they are not to approach you or speak to you unless you approach or speak to them with the exception of Jeff, you are a guest in his establishment, please treat him with respect.
- They are good, hard working people Orichalcos.
- Don’t abuse them.”
- “Don’t tell me what to do” Ori muttered
- “Ok so I’ll be heading back, I’ve got a lot of rules I need to change and a lot of plans to implement.
- Thank you so much for this Jeff you’re a saint
- Orichalcos, my window is open anytime”
- Ori floated downstairs and onto his stool
- “SERVICE!” He shouted tapping his cup on the table.
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