Dear readers, tonight we print an interview overheard with a swordsman-to-be on the eve of a great adventure. He’s here to tell us about friends, family, past mistakes, and the chance to fix them.
Brisk steps tap along the grass as an upbeat man carrying a quill and parchment approaches a young swordman watching merchants unload bags of goods from a wagon.
Palon: Hello there, young man, would you mind if I ask you a few questions? I’m Palon of the New Longaiya Gazette and I promise you’ll be well compensated for this discussion.
Erevan: Is it about age? You’re probably used to seeing mercenaries that are bit older, huh?
Palon: I am indeed. But I was more curious about where you’re from. For that traveling merchant wagon there to have hired you on for protection, it must’ve been a long road.
Erevan: I’m from Bogudos on the other side of the country. It’s pretty common to learn how to use a blade when you’re still young there. You never know when you’re going to need the skill. But you will need the skill.
Palon (scribbling with quill and parchment): I see. So you’re saying New Longaiya is a much better place then?
Erevan: Well, I didn’t say that.
Palon: So you hate New Longaiya and all its people?
Erevan: I didn’t say that either.
Palon: But you do support a culture of violence.
Erevan: Not at all. It’s just that I haven’t always had a choice. It’s not like I have cherished memories of stabbing people. Swords aren’t toys.
Palon: How does one as young as yourself become a mercenary anyway?
Erevan: To be honest, I’m not a mercenary yet. But I will be. I’m going to duel my father for his blessing later today, and when I beat him, I’ll be able to officially claim that title.
Palon: Who’s your father?
Erevan: Sir Lee—
Palon: Sir Lee?! Then I think it’s more fair to say if you beat him. My sources have heard of his swordsmanship from three dozen travelers. How is it you and Sir Lee ended up escorting these merchants?Continue reading “Erevan (of Sword and Sorcery: Frostfire, by Ethan Avery)”