Lore/Story For The Wynn, A Wynncraft Story

Spoiler: King's Recurit (part 1 of part 1)

Two horses galloped across the grass, the wind blew gently, softly waking up the people inside the carriage that the horses were carrying. The caravan driver breathed in the fresh air and took a peek at the stirring passengers inside.


'...' The driver thought, figured it would be better to let the passengers wake up themselves than arousing them from their slumber. It had been a tiring trip from Fruma to Wynn after all. But to the driver, delivering passengers, or more specifically new soldiers from Fruma to Wynn wasn't something new to him, in fact, he's been doing that for quite a while, and this trip is nothing out of the ordinary. He's been doing these sort of trips for so long and so many times he could complete the journey with his eyes closed. Ever since Fruma allowed its citizens to aid in the battle against the corruption on the Wynn providence, he got very busy, more so than ever. He could remember how he had to teach some new caravan drivers the road to go there. His mind quickly recalled a certain middle age woman he met recently, who was also a caravan driver like himself, she showed great navigation skills and an unrivalled memory, it only took her a few trails to make the trip smooth. He recalled how impressive her skills are, and a funny name she liked to be referred to...


As his mind was occupied by the female driver, the caravan has just passed through the huge wooden gates, settled in the middle of a gap between the mountains. The gates opened, allowing the caravan in. He passed through the gate, which separates Fruma and Wynn. The gates closed once more, waiting for the next recruits. For the newbies in every caravan, their new life as soldiers and protectors began from this moment onward. The caravan moved to the side of the stone and dirt road, an area marked by oak wood and several oak wood fences. A candle placed on top of the oak wood, its flame flickered nonstop even as the wind kept on blowing it, yet the flame didn't seem to care, as if focusing its job to provide light no matter what. The driver stopped his horses and jumped down and feed them with some hay that he had carried, the horses gratefully munched it.


'Ragni outskirts... We made it.' The driver looked at the familiar sight as he murmured.


The sight was stunning to him every time, even though he had been here time and time again. The horses finished their hay and rested. They exhaled loudly, as a sign of tiredness and weariness but also a sign of telling each other 'good job', the same horses have made this trip with the caravan driver numerous times as well, and the two shared a strong friendship with one another. The caravan driver smiled as he petting the horses and stood in front of them, admiring the scenery. On the left he saw the cliffs, with spruce trees standing tall and strong at the ledges, the dirt and stone making mother nature all the more beautiful and glorious, making the lush valley where he is stood out even more. On the right, an oak tree stood, the leaves and grass appeared as different shades of green. Red poppies and orange tulips surrounded the tree making it eccentric but appealing at the same time, with some tall grass surrounding it. In front of the driver is a small wooden gate, with oak wood being the material used. Fences near the tree had torches put on them, providing extra lightning for any travellers. He was admiring the view so much; he didn't hear the passengers inside waking up.


'Buck! Buck! Buck!' Skywalker heard it and slowly opened his eyes. 'I must have fallen asleep' he let out a yawn. His vision blurred but slowly regained. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain, something was tugging on his hair, and he felt his hair somehow got wet. Startled, he quickly grabbed hold the thing that was causing his hair to be all wet, he ran his hand through his hair, only to found it covered in a sticky substance.


'I hoped this isn't pee…' He murmured as he flung off the sticky liquid of his hair. The culprit bucked continuously, with saliva dripping at the corner of its beak.


'Gross! Get away from me you... Chicken? Duck? Whatever!' He shouted, grabbing the grook and threw it across the caravan. It struck the snoring Krisstal, who was sleeping on the floor, her blanket tangled with her limp body. Her head resting on a brown carpet on the wooden floorboard. The impact caused her to snort loudly, which Skywalker could barely contain his laughter after hearing it.


Krisstal woke up with a start; her eyes darted to where a 'buck' was heard. She looked around, seeing the grook tilted its head while looking at her with curiosity. She let out a sigh, 'I want to sleep some more, no thanks to you for waking me up.' Picking the grook up, she tossed it to the back of the caravan, where Hearolie and Reygina were resting on the two wooden stairs at the back.


Having enough of being tossed around like a bean bag, the grook flew slowly, flapping its wing like a madman, down to Hearolie's head and jumped outside through the back of the caravan. The racket was enough to wake everyone up. Hearolie looking around to see what was on his head just a moment ago, while a short-tempered Reygina was complaining about having a small headache. One by one they walked out of the caravan safely with the help of the slabs and stairs in front of them, trying not to accidentally spill the crates and chests that are also in the caravan.


'Wonder what's in them?' Reygina asked, touching one of the crates close to her.


'Probably food, water and medical supplies for the driver and his horses if anything bad happens, I guess?' Hearolie answered, making a guess on his own.


'Hmm, I suppose that makes sense...' Reygina replied with a shrug. She gave a final look at the boxes before decided to ignore them.


Their eyes shifted from a grey and brown ceiling to a clear blue sky, they were in awe of the amazing view around them, like the caravan driver in front of them.


'This is not something you get to see every day! Not in Fruma to say the least.' Krisstal breathed the fresh air, she felt lively and felt the surrounding energy flowing around and inside of her.


The others didn't give her a response, but their actions gave her the answer. Hearolie is walking around while admiring the nature whereas Reygina looked at the cliffs high above them, feeling astounded. The snowy mountains were so high that it seemed to merge with the sky, the top of the mountains unable to be seen. Skywalker gave a simple nod and walked towards the driver.


'Hey, thank you so much for the ride; we wouldn't be here without you.' He patted the shoulder of the driver.


The driver was surprised by the sudden gesture; his hat flew off from the head, carried by the wind. Luckily the driver caught it before his hat was lost, gone with the wind.


'Oh sorry, did I surprise you? My friends are charmed and mesmerised by the beauty of nature here. One of a kind I have to admit.' Skywalker smiled apologetically.


'No! No! It's okay. Well, let me give you a quick briefing.' The driver laughed. He corrected his hat and tidied his greyish-white shirt and blue vest, his brown striped pants and black shoes looked a bit worn. Hearing what the driver had said, the others seemed to finally able to say goodbye to Mother Nature, and they walked towards where Skywalker and the caravan driver are.


'Finally, you're awake! Everyone already went on ahead. This is as far as we go, right to the border. The King is waiting for you in Ragni. That gate marks the entrance to the Wynn Province, so the castle can't be too far from here.' He pointed to the small opened gate in front of them.


'I heard it's a dangerous road to the castle, but fortunately, you're armed. Sorry, we couldn't take you all the way, here is a partial refund for the journey. Use it to buy yourself some armour.' The caravan driver lowered his head, feeling upset he couldn't do more. He fished his pockets and gave those emeralds and a healing potion to each of them.


'Thank you, this would most certainly do!' Skywalker said, pocketing the emeralds and the potion.


'Yes, if the road is indeed dangerous, you may get yourself hurt, we wouldn't want that.' Hearolie comforted the driver whereas the girls gave the driver a thankful smile while heading towards the caravan.


'Well, we better get going, don't want the king to wait for us for too long!' Skywalker said, returning to the caravan, he opened one of the chests and in there was a wand, a spear, a dagger and a bow. They took their own weapons and inspected it. Skywalker flipped his dagger, Krisstal sharpened her spear, Hearolie tugged his bowstring and Reygina waved her wand. Everything seems to be in good condition, and they began their trip to the castle of Ragni.


'Goodbye and wish you the best of luck!' The driver yelled, his voice echoed through the valley. They waved goodbye and the driver returned to the caravan and groomed his horses.


'Here we go!' Holding his dagger towards the setting sun, Skywalker led the group. Their footsteps shook the stone, gravel and dirt path. They walked past the wooden gate that is in front of the oak tree.


'And this is it. Our mission to protect Ragni officially starts and begins.' Skywalker said, looking back at the caravan one last time.


'Then let's kick some monster butt!' Krisstal yelled with enthusiasm, slamming the base of her spear to the ground.


Hearolie aimed and prepared to fire an arrow, wanting to kill a grook, as revenge for the one that ruined his sleep. Reygina slammed her wand at Hearolie's head, opposing and disapproving his actions, and gave him a piece of her mind by glaring at him. Hearolie lowered his bow as a sign of defeat. They continued travelling along the path, they saw a small waterfall on their right, making the air humid, cooling and watering the surrounding plants, giving life to where each droplet fell. In the distance, a windmill was in the line of sight although it was not moving. A few wooden building were built right at the edge of a mountain next to the windmill. With two small waterfalls flowing from somewhere high and clifftops far beyond the eye can see. Like the valley they just had been, the scenery was beyond imaginable, being too beautiful and too mesmerizing for any person to think or create in their minds. Cows mooed and wild boars oinked in some sort of melody as if an orchestra was being performed. They were happy clearly, enjoying every bit of their life.


A lumberjack was strapping wood logs on the floor, and then inspected the rest of the wood nearby. 'Hmm...The quality should be good enough to sell.' the lumberjack thought.


He saw a group of people heading towards him, slightly chuckled at the fact that they kept looking around. 'It's like every Fruma recruit has never seen Wynn's natural beauty before.' He chuckled.


He was seen by Reygina and she approached him. However, before she could say anything, the lumberjack had stopped her and said. 'You're one of the new recruits from Fruma right? You're probably heading to Ragni then.'


Surprised at how well he knew their purpose here is, Reygina smiled. 'Yes, indeed. There must be a lot of recruits walking our path to reach the castle. You're quite observant. Cool!'


'Indeed yes, I greet and meet a lot of new people as I live here and work here.' the lumberjack replied, grateful for the kind response.


'So do you know how far we are from the castle?' Reygina asked a bit concern as she saw the sun setting.


'The castle is right along the path, follow it to the east and you'll get there in no time.' The lumberjack pointed to where the east was, opposite to where the sun is setting.


'Thank you so much for your assistance. Please take this as a token of our gratitude.' Reygina handed him an emerald.


The lumberjack humbly thanked her. 'Good luck to you and your friends. I can't thank you enough for helping us in protecting Wynn.' The lumberjack stretched his hand out, to which Reygina gladly shook hands with him.


'Come on guys this way!' She walked along the path with the others followed her behind, but they suddenly came to a stop at a fork in the road. On the left, a small farm with luminous Jack o'lanterns gave light to the surrounding wheat, the house surrounded by large oak trees, the house itself looked a bit old, but judging by the opened door and lights were on in the inside, it's clear to them that someone lives there. On the right, a wooden staircase leads to the windmill above. Seeing someone was resting in front of them, Krisstal approached him.





The person, an adventurer who was just resting near a tree looked up and said to her. 'Ah, another recruit. You're a bit behind, friend.'


'Yeah, sorry! We want to explore around a bit.' Krisstal said, her eyes focused on the windmill next to them.


'Everyone already went on ahead. Just follow the path up to the bridge and you'll catch up.' The adventurer replied, but in a smoother voice. He smiled back at them, the tense atmosphere seemed to subside a bit.


'I want more sightseeing to be honest. Who knows if we will have another chance coming here.' Skywalker said, trying to walk down the right path but Reygina held him back.


'Same, but we only have time for one... attraction.' Hearolie said. He gave a quick glance at the pumpkins.


'Yes, the sun is setting; we don't want to be out in the open in the dark.' Krisstal agreed. The sun was beginning to set.


'Plus we don't want the king to wait for us for too long. Like the driver and lumberjack said, we are a bit behind schedule.' Reygina added while tapping her foot.


'Then let's split up and meet back as soon as possible.' Skywalker said, sprinting towards the windmill.


'Hey wait up!' Krisstal ran after him, catching up in no time. The two raced towards the windmill.


'Come on let's take a look, maybe take a look who owns these pumpkins.' Reygina said, walking towards the house, with Hearolie behind her.


They strolled along the path, oxeye daisies, orange tulips and blue orchids greeting the new soldiers. Books were stacked and placed outside the house, jukeboxes and wooden chests, crafting tables as well, stacked atop of each other. A candle's flames glowed dimly, but provide just enough light. They entered the opened door and were inside the house. A cake was put peacefully on the table, candles placed around the house, and two doors on the perpendicular walls in front of them lead to the farm behind. Next to them, a staircase spirals upwards, an anvil and a chest right under the stairs. More books and bookcases were put aside next to the table. Even the sunken corner behind them had books there.


'This guy is a nerd, he has so many books that he also has to put some outside. It couldn't fit inside his house.' Hearolie laughed.


'Shh... Don't you hear it?' Reygina said, signalling him to be quiet, she looked up the stairs.


'Sounds like someone is crying... Upstairs…' He whispered.


'Come on, let's go upstairs and see if he is alright.' Reygina said quietly, she slowly moved towards the stairs.


Hearolie didn't hear her, however, a book that was next to him caught his attention. He took the book and wondered what this owner reads. The title read 'How to cure corruption'. Hearolie shuddered when he saw the book, he felt sick with apprehension. He saw the word that dreaded so many peoples lives already before he even reached the city.


A quick and sudden scream came from upstairs. 'Oh no, Reygina!' Hearolie quickly ran upstairs and saw who he assumed is the owner of the house about to stab Reygina with a dagger.


'Coming here was a mistake.' He thought and immediately took his bow and draw it, an arrow magically appeared.


'Let her go now.' He commanded. The resident quickly used Reygina as a shield and had his blade resting at the mouth of his hostage.


'You entered my house… Stole my dog… You shall all die…' The resident stuttered as if trying to get the words out of his mouth with extreme difficulty.


'We're sorry… We're sorry…' Reygina was holding back tears, Hearolie tried his best to comfort her. Her wand was tossed aside to the far corner of the room, which Hearolie had noticed out of the corner of his eye. He slowly circled his way there, hoping the insane owner won't notice it.


'We are new here, we don't know there would be someone here. We meant no harm…' Hearolie trying to reason with the hostage taker.


'Lies… You took him…' He stammered and yelled out suddenly. Reygina was then released from his grip and was supported by Hearolie. She used her cloak's sleeves to dry her tears and took her wand from the ground. They both looked at the resident who was gripping his head with agony and immense pain. Sweat formed in his face and veins began bulging on his forehead, his hand firmly grabbing hold of the dagger. A strange black fog like substance began oozing from his body, it began to slither across the ground.


'You okay?' Hearolie inched forward slowly while trying to put his hand on the person who was kneeling in front of them. Reygina gripping his arm while standing behind him. The black smoke was slowly heading towards them.

Spoiler: King's Recurit (part 2 of part 1)

'Corr… rah...' He suddenly sprang up from the ground and tried to land a hit on the two humans. Hearolie dodged while Reygina jabbed the owner with her wand. The resident got knocked back, and Hearolie kicked him. The homeowner fell to the ground, the dagger slipped from his hand and sailed to the corner of the room. Hearolie immediately ran ahead to immobilized their target.


He grabbed the homeowner's hands and held them behind his back. 'Reygina, think you can use your heal spell on him? Hurry, before he makes any more erratic or irrational behaviour!'


Reygina stepped forward was pointed her wand at him. 'Heal.' Blue particles were released from her wand and surrounded them. The unstable occupant calmed down, his movements became less wild and his breathing became more stable. Reygina used her spell on all of them repeatedly till she ran out of stamina and sat on the floor to rest. The black smoke stopped flowing from him and the surrounding black mist began to clear.


'I… I… What happened?' The occupant looked a the two strangers in front of him, their stern expressions frightened him a bit.


Hearolie broke the silence. 'You were acting senseless and talking things that don't make sense. We were attacked by you and then well we tried to use Heal spell to hopefully make you come back to your sense. You were oozing black smoke and being… mindless.' Reygina just shook her head unable to say anything after what she just witness.


'It was corruption… I was affected by it. I was mining in the mines yesterday to get some stone when one of the zombies bit me. I killed it and ran back here, and I have been hiding here ever since…' Reygina felt sorry for him, he probably wasn't even himself when he attacked and held her hostage. 'The mage spell must have acted as a temporary cure. Someone told me I need to drink one health potion around every eight hours, or else the corruption will take over me… like just now… It seemed that rumour was true and so I was preparing to buy more potions in Ragni, but it seemed my sense of time is poor...' The resident apologised incessantly, even though Reygina and Hearolie said it wasn't his fault.


'You were also saying about a dog?' Hearolie asked, recalling what the man said.


'Yes, he's a little white dog that looks like a small wolf. I actually didn't own him, just found him a few days ago destroying my crops. I basically fed him and gave him a place to stay and this morning he wasn't here… He probably ran off somewhere with the recruits a few days. The owner let out a sigh. 'If you find him, maybe keep him? My health condition is a hazard to anyone or any animal until I find a more permanent cure...'


The two teens nodded and handed their single healing potions they received from the caravan driver to him. 'Take these and keep it, and buy more stock next time. We have to really go now and meet the king. Please take care.' Reygina waved goodbye and the two of them exited the house.


They hurried to the path where they left Skywalker and Krisstal. The residents limped through the balcony, he murmured something even though they couldn't hear it clearly, they decided it's best to ignore it.


'Well, I hope he's fine, and… thanks for helping me.' Reygina stuttered, still trying to recover from the incident and try not to have the slightest imagination of what would have happened to her.


'It's alright; you don't have to say it. Glad to be of service.' Hearolie smirked, being proud of himself for his act.


'Hey you two, we're back. How did it go?' Krisstal asked, rushing to their side, water dripping from her body and clothes.


'It's...' Hearolie began, but quickly got cut off by Reygina.


'It's okay. Nothing special.' Reygina butted in, preventing Hearolie from speaking further.


'Oh, that's nice. Well, our little expedition is quite amazing.' Skywalker panted, who was also wet.


'Really? Tell us! And why are you two all wet?' Hearolie pointed at them, their clothes still dripping water.


'Well... 'Skywalker began. He started by telling them how they walked up the stairs that lacked a few handles.


'When we reached the windmill, there was a resident inside, he invited us in and asked how we are doing.' Skywalker said, pointing towards the windmill.


''He also told us about a person named Ragnar. He said 'I heard there is a man in Wynn called Ragnar, He's a true hero. Maybe if you train hard enough, you can be as powerful as he is.' Wonder if Ragnar is still in Wynn?'' Krisstal wondered, looking to the east where Wynn is.


'We then asked if we could go up the windmill, but he rejected, saying it's too dangerous. The guy even has an iron trapdoor to prevent us from sneaking up.' Skywalker said, looking at the windmill while clearly longing to go up there.


'We then walked a bit and saw a cave with leaves overgrown and covered some of the cave's entrance, we still managed to get into the cave and reached to the other side.' Krisstal continued by pointing at the cave from the distance, which is apparently behind the two small waterfalls they saw earlier.


''The house next to the cave has someone living in it as well. The owner said to us 'Welcome to my home! Don't worry about barging into people's homes; it's common to ask people for work in this province.' So we had a small chat and explored his house, he's cool with it. Not much though, the second floor is just a small floor full of books and the third floor is just a small storage area full of chests on one side and his bed on the other side.'' Skywalker said pointing at the house on the left of the waterfalls.


'The last house, which was to the right of the two waterfalls, requires the wooden bridge in the middle to get to.' Krisstal shifted her finger towards the small wooden bridge. 'So we used the bridge and reached the last building. We saw the owner on the balcony, and he greeted us. Inviting us to come up and talk to him.'


'So we entered the house, again nothing special at first. The first floor is his kitchen and on the other side of the room, a small cupboard with books and plants were placed. A desk is next to the cupboard and some logs are strapped by metal restrains opposite to the desk. The floor is covered with red and white carpet.' Skywalker recalled.


'We decided to explore the house before talking to him. The second floor has... Surprise surprise, more books! 'Krisstal said while making a mind blown gesture, making fun of the resident.


'They read... a lot.' Hearolie smugged while Reygina just nodded.


'The fourth floor is just his bedroom, with books on both sides, and a large throne-like stone chair that allows the person who sits on it to look outside.' Skywalker added.


'But the third floor is really astonishing. Isn't it?' Krisstal asked Skywalker an obvious question.


'Yes, of course!' Skywalker replied. 'It's an indoor garden, seems as if every kind of flower in the world is present there, each planted in its own flower pot. Overgrown vines and leaves are everywhere, making it hard to even walk around, let alone reach the balcony.'


Signing, Krisstal continued. ''But it's not that bad in the end, the owner praised us. He said 'Wow, you walked all the way up here? You are quite the explorers! There is always plenty to find around this province.'' We thanked him and then left, seeing this was the end of the road.'


'But since I was too lazy to walk down from where we came through, and Krisstal thought it's a good idea. We jumped down from that wooden bridge and swam our way back.' Skywalker explained as the two of them finished drying themselves up and were set to go.


They then walked ahead when another adventurer approached them. 'Be careful, there's a crazy villager who lives in this cave, he attacks anyone who goes near him.' He stuttered, clearly frightened of this crazy villager.


'Oh? Well, I better beat some sense into him!' Hearolie entered the cave. Skywalker tried to stop him but in vain. He knew that would happen, his friend is a stubborn one and seeks for a thrill all the time.


'Yo! Crazy villager! Where you at? Come out and let me beat you' Hearolie shouted, his taunt echoed throughout the small cave.


He looked around the small cave. It only has just a small stream of water, a tent made of cyan and grey wool is set at the end, a bed with a lot of books stacked inside. Candles light up the cave brightly.


'If this villager is crazy, why is he reading?' Hearolie thought as he strolled towards the tent.


Suddenly the crazy villager stepped out of the tent, surprising Hearolie. He jumped back, drawing his bow.


'Hmm... Herrr...' the village tries to knock Hearolie before he could make his move. But Hearolie sidestepped it.


'I have no idea what you are saying but that doesn't sound nice.' Hearolie exclaimed as he dodged another attack from the villager.


'Alright, cave dweller. I had enough of you.' He said and quickly fired a shot in the cave dweller's knee.


'Purt... Purt...Purt.' He said, holding his knee and shut his eyes tightly.


'Arrow in the knee!' Hearolie laughed at his own joke. The village was clearly in pain, he fell and tried to pull the arrow out but it was too deep inside.


'You won't die, but you won't be hurting or attacking anyone as well. Be happy that I spare you, unlike that resident.' Hearolie said, scratching the tip of another arrow against the villager's neck.


The village was as white as a sheet of paper, constantly nodding his head and kept quiet.


'Good, I'll be taking this as well. You probably stole it from someone.' Hearolie picked the leather boots and took it out with him. He was greeted by the adventurer and his friends.


'Did you…take care of him?' The adventurer asked, trying to peep inside the cave.


'No, I didn't, but I have made sure he won't be hurting anyone anymore.' He flashed a smile at him. 'Let's hurry up, we are late.' he said rushing ahead of them.


'Wait up! Where did you get those boots? I want them, my shoes are soaked badly, and they are so unbearable and unwearable now.' Krisstal complained, her shoes were taken off.


'You can have them, it probably belongs to someone the villager attacked and stole, I think.' Hearolie said, throwing the shoes at her. She cast a suspicious glance at him but decided now is not the best time to argue. She quickly changed and tossed the old ones inside the cave. A 'hmm' could be heard from within.


They continued forward until they were at the wooden bridge, the only thing that allows people to travel towards the Ragni kingdom and the Ragni outskirts. Only there isn't a wooden bridge now, the bridge is broken into two, its mid-section missing, jumping across is obviously impossible. They crouched near the ledge and saw what is below the bridge. The currents battered brutally against the sharp stone spikes and pillars, possibly formed due to erosion, the remaining pieces and chunks of the bridge could be seen scattered across the stone spikes and pillars, some smaller pieces that were floating were being carried away by the current or the heavier pieces sunk to the button, the water is deep at the south end, the seafloor hidden from their eyes.. The north end although looks calmer, is nothing to be underestimated as well. To beneath the waters, death and danger await any foolish people they could swallow. Under them, sudden slopes of the sea floor cause the water currents to accelerate, whirlpools formed, sucking anything near it. It's a miracle if anyone could survive if they fell off the bridge. Skywalker, having a fear of heights slowly backed away, his entire body trembled and he shut his eyes tightly.


Yet another adventure was beside them, looking down at what remains of the wreckage of the once strong and elegant bridge.


'The bridge was destroyed by some horrible creatures! Now there's no way to get across.' He said disappointedly.


'Monsters?' Hearolie gleamed with excitement. 'Where?'


'I don't know but all I know is that luckily when the bridge collapsed, no one was on it, so no casualties.' He let out a long sigh, a sign of relief.


'Oh no! Now how are we going to get across? The king awaits us.' Reygina said gloomily.


'Unless...' The adventurer thought, he pointed to a large tree to the left of them. The spruce tree was really tall, similar to how it is a giant while the people are just ants. 'That old tree to the north looks like it's going to fall over at over any second. Maybe you could give it a little push.'


'Alright then.' Skywalker rushed to the old tree and observed the trunk carefully.


'We need to think of a way to make the tree fall across... I think…' Reygina perceived. She realised the adventurer was right, the tree did seem to be large and long enough to act as a temporary bridge.


'Timber!' Skywalker shouted as he backed a bit, then without warning, he ran straight for the tree and just about meters away from it. He jumped and stretched his legs, his feet aiming for a weaker section of the old trunk and kicked it hard. The tree wobbled as he landed butt first on the dirt.


'That wouldn't...' Reygina said as the others helped Skywalker on his feet. The tree wobbled again and started to fall. With a loud 'thud', the massive tree laid across the chasm, providing them with the need and way to get across.


'Never mind.' Reygina said, she quickly hopped onto the trunk and balancing herself across. Hearolie just ran across, violently shaking the tree. Reygina shouted at him for his attempt to murder her.


'I... I don't know about this... I... I.' Skywalker said. He was not very fond of crossing the bridge like that. He took one look down at the ravine below and shivered, frozen on the spot.


Krisstal took note of it and she reached her hand out towards his. 'It's okay, hold my hand, close your eyes.' She said softly, reaching out towards the frightened boy.


'O... Okay.' He closed his eyes, holding on to her hand tightly. He can feel her pulling him, not like forcing him to go, but more like guiding him across. Even though he couldn't see it, he could feel it. He blushed a bit and had a silly smile on his face, thankfully Krisstal didn't notice.


'There we go. Good job.' Krisstal said and let go of him. He opened his eyes and released he was across. 'Thank… Thank you for your help.' He said, but it came out more like a whisper.


'It's okay, glad to help! Come, let's join the others.' Krisstal hurried across to where Hearolie and Reygina were with Skywalker right behind her.


However, when they approached the gate, they were halted by Honynn, the first Ragni soldier they ever encountered.


'Halt! This cave is full of monsters! I won't let you through unless you have a helmet.' He put his hand out to stop Skywalker from entering the mines further.


'You can buy one from the merchant over there.' He pointed to where a stall and where a person was standing behind them.


'Why do we need a helmet, apart from the protection we need from the monsters inside.' Skywalker asked, being curious at everything. 'We are not riding a bike inside right?'


'Very funny!' Honynn growled, not laughing at his joke. 'No, it's because the mine is a bit unstable, some rocks might fall any time without warning, we have a few cases where people got hit in the head, injured and died due to it. It's a policy now to wear at least a leather helmet if you wish to enter the mines.' Pointing at a sign on the gate, it read 'Keep out' with red paint, and 'unstable' in grey underneath the red words. Making it very clear for anyone that saw the sign.


Seeing no other way around or getting past him, they walked back and greeted the adventurer, his black beard and red headband swayed lightly with the wind.


'Man, I want to buy a helmet but I don't have any emeralds! I'll have to go and kill some animals to get some.' He turned to try bargain with the merchant.


The armour merchant is similar to the cave dweller; only he looks much more civilized. His thick eyebrows are so thick and long that they appeared to be merged, like a thick black line as across the merchant's eyes, as if someone drew on his face with ink. He wore a black apron, with black gloves. His brown undershirt and pants were strikingly well cleaned, almost spotless, as if he took hours every day just to prepare his outfit, just to show his professionalism in trade.


'Alright, let's see.' Reygina asked the merchant, eager to show off her bargaining skills. 'How much for a helmet? Sir?'


'Hmm.' The merchant responded. There was a sudden silence after that.


'What is that supposed to mean?' Reygina groaned, realising no bargaining can be done without common language. She saw Skywalker facepalm in the distance. Krisstal just snorted at that situation, finding it hilarious.


'Well isn't this 'Déjà vu!' Hearolie commented, remembering his encounter with the cave dweller.


'Hmm...' the merchant picked up a sign from the floor of his brown wool stall. Reygina looked and read the sign.


'Five emeralds for a plain leather cap.' She shouted, allowing everyone to hear the price.


'Well obviously we don't have enough money, and since everyone needs a helmet, we have to kill a few animals.' Hearolie's eyes targeted a nearby grook.


'No...' Reygina screamed. 'I can't and won't do it. I'm an animal lover.' She ran away to the left, unable to witness her friends doing such a cruel thing.


'Okay then. Have fun being out here.' Hearolie said, shooting a groom square in the eye. 'Buck!' 'That's for disturbing my sleep, revenge is served.' He smiled and picked up an emerald that the dead animal left behind. The others began killing a few animals 'Oink' 'Buck' 'Moo'. Soon they collected enough emeralds.


'Well, we're done; you can come out now, Rey.' Hearolie shouted, picking up the last emerald he got.


'Woof! Woof!' a dog came running down from where Reygina went. It barked and wagged its tail, as if happy to be in the centre of attention.


'Oh nice, more emeralds.' Hearolie said, walking towards it and about to shoot the four-legged animal.


The dog unaware that his life was in danger still ran around as if obvious to what would happen to him…


(To be continued)

Spoiler: King's Recruit (part 1 of part 2)

'No! I will kill you if you dare do that. Wolfred, come back, please!' Reygina said furiously while chasing after the dog, picked up some grass along the way.


'I was just kidding… Hey, you found that missing...' Hearolie said, petting the dog.


'No, it's not his, no way it is. I... I tamed a wild one. It was lonely and wild so I tamed it, yeah!' Reygina said, interrupting Hearolie while trying to cover up her tracks.


'Right, you know I think it's better if we...' Hearolie argued but Reygina kept silencing him.


'No! No! No! He said he doesn’t want him near him now. I'll be his new, good, owner! Do you have a problem? 'She said, pointing her wand at Hearolie while smiling sadistically.


'Ah ha! So you do admit it's that resident's lost dog.' Hearolie teased, knowing he got her to admit and reveal the truth.


'I...I...' Reygina stammered, realizing the trap she had made herself. 'He did say we can keep it.' She said handing Wolfred to Hearolie smiling slyly.


Immediately thought of what would most likely happen if any of them went back to that house. Hearolie immediately replied to her. 'On second thought, maybe keeping him as a good idea, he would be useful for fighting the monsters with us. Yeah!' Hearolie said, petting the dog. He then shouted 'Guys, meet Wolfred.'


Skywalker came over and petted him and asked 'Hey there buddy!' The dog wagged his tail.


'Aw, he's so cute. Aren't you?' Krisstal scratched his ears, the wolf barked and nuzzled her, happy of the compliment.


After they were done, they bought the leather caps. Reygina received her cap from Skywalker and they soon returned to the gate of the mine, where Honynn nodded and gave them the approval to enter. He let them in but give them a warning beforehand. 'Be careful. I strongly advise you to just run towards the castle as soon as you can. And I guess welcome to Ragni, enjoy your stay.' He let out a weak smile.


'Thanks!' Skywalker said, the others followed him one after another as they stepped into the mine. Wolfred followed as well.


'The mines... Be on your guard, we are about to have our first fight here.' Skywalker said, pulling out his wood dagger.


'Finally, let's kick some ass.' Hearolie said with his voice filled with excitement, pulling his bow. Krisstal spun her spear in the air while Reygina fired a projectile upwards. It exploded like a firework.


They walked slowly ahead and heard growling and moaning just right in front of them. They slowly made their way to the small wooden building in front of them, distancing themselves away from the monsters as much as possible. The small shed had wood and wool as the ceiling, inside chests and furnaces were placed. There was a small bucket of water at the corner and bookshelves installed behind the wooden cupboard. There are no windows, as logs and fences were used to cover any large opening in the walls of this small hut. A miner's head was on top of some human remains next to the hut. It's bold head facing the soldiers, blood smeared everywhere next to the head, no one wanted to find out what his expression is though. Pristine ores of goal and iron lay on the sides of the stone path. Cobwebs hung everywhere on the ceiling, long bridges on the side of the walls, high above them are connected to mining passages inside the stone walls now left in disrepair and deserted. The entire scene showed how the golden age of the mines has passed.



'I wonder where they lead?' Hearolie asked. His glance never looked away from those bridges.


'Who knows, wouldn't want to be up there though!' Skywalker replied shuddering. He took one look at the monsters in front of them, taking a good look at their enemies.


Many monsters were right in front of them, their green skin still decomposing, some monsters have bald heads, two empty holes were present in their faces, holes that once housed their eyes. Their mouths remained wide open. Some have a slime green colour hair, their movements rigid, without life or soul, all of their leather pants, shirts and gloves were damaged, parts of it fell off while some dangled to what remains of their skin. They held iron pickaxes, waiting to strike their next victim. The monsters in front of them made weird noises and wandered aimlessly.


'Uuuuunnnngg...' A zombie groaned.


'Nngghhaa…' Another one cried.


'Even though they look dumb, it's actually the reason why they can kill humans. Due to their looks, they fool any human dumb enough to take them on lightly. At first these recruits are able to fend off for a while, but soon they tire and in the end, the sheer number of monsters wins the battle and transformed those defeated recruits into monsters as well, and they still do so to this day. I heard from one of the residents that till this day, some citizens who lived in poverty had to risk their own lives to mine ores to sell for emeralds.' Skywalker said as he looked around. Wood pillars supported the stone ceiling, more wooden structures like the one they were in, were developed all over the place deeper in the mines, some being households, some being supply rooms as they contained materials such as pickaxes and TNT, used by the miners.


'The mines used to be quite a popular place for immigrants of Ragni to work, it was a hot choice. Just mine ores and resources for Ragni and get paid, no skills required whatsoever. Simple as that. They built small wooden huts to dwell. Different mine entrances located across this cave. They built a big wooden fence to cover the entrance and built a wall to surround the entrance and connect to the nearby stone walls, like a huge dome, some are strip mines, others lead further underground. I heard from one of the people from the houses while Skywalker was doing his own thing, is that it is believed that one day, the mines suddenly became infested by a monster, and it bit a miner here. Although the miner managed to kill it, it bit him before its death. The miner for the sake of not losing his job kept it a secret and didn't report to anyone. He carried the undead corpse and threw it to the ravine we just crossed. A day or two later, he became ill, but he still held on to the fact he was bitten. The others thought he got hurt by something in the mine or inhaled some toxic gas, no one would ever suspect it was a bite from a monster. Soon the miner got worse and eventually died, but his corpse reanimated and he turned into those monsters that are in front of us. An 'undead miner' the people of Ragni now called them. He attacked and infected others in their sleep, soon the whole mine is infected. And to this day, new recruits who lost their lives here also become zombified warriors, even though there are only a few cases of recruits dying here, it is evident that the mines are and will still be a threat.' Krisstal whispered, recalling the rumour she had heard from a resident.


'Well, how should we approach this?' Krisstal asked. 'Fight or flight?' Her grip tightened around her Oak Wood Spear.


'Fight, we came here to kill monsters! So let's begin.' Hearolie said. He immediately fired an arrow with his Oak Wood Bow at an unsuspecting zombie the zombie turned to see what caused his gushing wound but saw no one.


'No. Flight, we came here to greet the king, plus we might be outnumbered. On top of that, time.' Reygina argued. Wolfred barked and nodded, he ran a circle around her Oak Wood Wand.


Skywalker though for a bit. 'Let's fight and kill a few, if we got into trouble we have to run, no matter what.' His Oak Wood Dagger already ready to make their enemies feel it’s blade edge.


'Argh. Fine.' Raygina grumbled. She waved her wand and a projectile shot out of her wand, it flew forward, hitting an unfortunate undead miner. Its head exploded and its body limped and fell shortly afterwards. Wolfred ran and jumped over the dead body as the four recruits began their attack and descend deeper into the mines.


'Now that's the spirit.' Hearolie cheered as he began firing arrow after arrow. All hitting their intended targets, some at the chest, some at the hands, and some at legs. One by one, those struck with an arrow or two fell. 'One little. Two little. Three little undead. Four little. Five little. Six little undead...' He sang and whistled the song he was once taught, killing the undead further away from them.


'That's three that's four, that's five...' Krisstal said as she punctured undead after undead, her spear having a longer reach than the pickaxes of the miners gave her an advantage. She poked and jabbed, the miners being killed off one by one.


Skywalker heard her kill count and chortled at how competitive she is. He counted his kills as well just to tease her. 'Eight. Nine. Ten.' He yelled, just enough to let Krisstal hear him, and was rewarded by an irradiated face from her.


'What? How?' She asked while shaking her head, sure enough, Skywalker was cutting them down faster than her.


'You're good but I'm better.' Skywalker smirked. 'Eleven' he shouted as he stabbed and sliced his newest enemy.


Although he had a weapon that has a much shorter reach than Krisstal's spear. His dagger gave him more manoeuvrability and mobility than her spear. He ducked, dodged and jumped around, landing quick but deadly blows to his foes. They too cannot survive his wrath. They killed the monsters as they moved ahead. Passing by more wooden structures, but they didn't bother to investigate their purpose or went inside, not that they wanted to pay attention to them anyways. They have to reach the king as soon as possible.


Suddenly as they moved, there was a cry for help to their left. Through the wood fences blocking the exit, a Ragni soldier was trapped inside a wooden hut.


'Help me! I'm trapped in here! If you free me, I'll help you fend off the undead.' He cried and pleaded. Skywalker immediately rushed towards the soldier, discovering that some wooden planks have collapsed and blocked the door shut, trapping the soldier inside. Seeing a box of TNT next to the fences that blocked and trapped the soldier, he placed one down and activated the TNT.


'Stand back and take cover.' He shouted. They dashed away quickly away from the exploding TNT.


'Boom!' the TNT went off and blew the fence apart. The soldier, now freed from his prison, swung his iron sword at the nearest miner, he sliced the zombie armed hand clean off and brought his sword into the neck of the zombie. He quickly kicked the zombie carcass away and aimed for the next one. Quick but precise, his sword was swung again and again. His simple leather pants were apparently all the protection he needs. The zombies fell one after another but more were coming. When they killed one, two more arrived out of nowhere, some from the ground, some from the walls and even some from the ceiling. Soon they all got surrounded.


'We are done for... Thank you for freeing me though.' The Knight said, signing in defeat, the fire in his eyes seemed to extinguish.


'No! Arrow Storm.' Hearolie shouted, spinning around as the others ducked. His fired his spell as many times as he can and with everything he got, the arrows fired in numbers that were way too many to count and he successfully killed a ring of zombies. He panted, apparent that the attack drained a lot of his stamina.


'My heal spell is useless to attack.' Reygina said. She continued to blast zombie heads one by one. However, she too began to tire and her legs wobbled a bit. She had been using her wand for a long period of time continuously and healing her teammates. Wolfred nuzzles her, encouraging her to not give in. He tried his best to tackle as many zombies as he can, he pushed them off balance and headbutted them.


'Skywalker, looks like we have to make our spell move count.' Krisstal said, kicking a zombie right in its chest.


'Indeed so, you guys brace yourselves!' Skywalker shouted. 'On your mark, Krisstal!' He raised his weapon high above his head and so as Krisstal who left her spear as high as she can. They waited for just the right moment where the next ring of zombies was in perfect range. They quickly did the hand signs for their spell and yelled the spell out loud.


'Bash!'


'Whirlwind!'


The two simultaneously released their move. The remaining zombies got blasted backwards. Some died instantly by the combined spell attack while others hit the stone walls so hard that a sickening crack could be heard, remaining motionless.


'Awesome job everyone.' He gave a fist bump to Krisstal who gladly did the same. The two sweated a bit from unleashing their attack.


'I can use my heal spell again now.' Reygina said. Though still recovering, she raised her wand and murmured the heal spell, and blue snowflakes like projectiles appeared and surrounded all of them. They slowly felt their strength and stamina returning a bit quicker. Even most of their wounds of the soldiers were healed completely.


However, their victory was short-lived, as more zombies appeared from the entrance of the some of the wooden huts and mine openings. They moved slowly as they groaned and moaned louder by each passing second as if wanting to avenge their fallen comrades. They outnumbered the soldiers ten to one. Seeing no other choice, the soldiers decided it's time for retreat. They darted ahead, knowing dragging this fight any longer will lead them at a disadvantage.


Suddenly out of nowhere, the stone wall to their left exploded and zombified warriors appeared at the battle, their spears looked blunted but their leather chestplates and weapons proved that they are indeed stronger enemies than the undead miners.


'Hurry, full speed ahead.' Skywalker said, thrusting his dagger into the skull of a nearby zombified warrior, his dagger almost got stuck inside the head. Ahead, they saw reinforcements, Ragni knights and archer right rushing in front of them, towards the horde behind them. The soldier they saved returned to them, some were shocked to see him alive while others were glad he made it back safe and sound.


'Get to the castle, we'll handle all of the undead here.' A Ragni Knight shouted, driving his spear into the chest of a zombified warrior. It roared in pain as blood began to spout from the wound.


'We will! Thanks for the help.' Hearolie yelled, firing his arrow at one of the zombified soldiers.


As they moved forward, it was like a war zone ahead. An area that was full of machinery, blocked off by a large wooden wall, was next to them as they took a left turn. Ragni soldiers and archers battled new monsters, with leather helmets and wooden swords on each of them.


'Fallen soldiers incoming, attack!' they heard the soldiers screaming and shouting commands. Arrows shot across the air staggered the fallen zombies. Blades clashing with one another.


'I suppose even the fallen and buried people cannot rest in peace, their bodies reanimated and attack the living.' Hearolie signed, feeling pity for them, seeing how a fallen soldier fought with a Ragni Knight.


'They deserved peace for what they have done to help Ragni, yet there never was peace even after death. They fought with their lives throughout their life. Yet in death, they are still fighting, as if there is no end to it. Even worse, they are forced, with no control over themselves. To fight the people they once loved, to destroy the kingdom they once protected, to transform the innocents and their once comrades into an undead. It's even worse to fight your own comrades instead of you and your comrades' common enemies. They are unwillingly becoming the enemies of their own kind.' Skywalker thought, after hearing what Hearolie said, he let out a tear, the tear rolled off his cheek and fell to the ground, where loyal soldiers and hardworking miners were buried currently.


They turned around, passing by more wooden structures, but they didn't stop to investigate or to check it out. They have to run for their lives.


'Help... Help me!' A Ragni archer cried, a fallen zombie has surprised him from behind and had injured his arm, making him drop his bow. It was ready to transform him here and there. Without a moment of hesitation, Skywalker darted and ducked past the arrows and the zombies, he rushed ahead and jumped, like how he kicked the tree, only this time it's the zombie's head. He landed his kick powerfully, the zombie stunned by the attack let go of the archer, dropping its sword as well. The archer quickly ran away to safety. Skywalker seeing his life was saved, immediately pushed his dagger into the zombie's eye, it howled in pain and anger and it retaliated immediately, throwing its own barrage of punches at Skywalker, whom it knocked him down onto the ground, dazing him. His vision blurred a bit from the blow to the head but could make out the zombie picking up his wooden sword and was ready to finish him off, not bothering transforming him. Skywalker moved his leg, kicking the zombie by its ankle, causing discomfort to the zombie and he successfully altered its aim, nevertheless the zombie still proceeded to strike him. The wooden sword landed mere inches away from his eyes and he quickly rolled away. The archer he had helped quickly dived down for his bow and immediately shot the zombie right in the neck. The fallen zombie finally perishes, being dead once again. The archer helped Skywalker up, mouthed a thank you and returned to his battle station.


'Go get them!' Skywalker yelled and he ran towards where the others were who were standing behind the Ragni soldiers, they were at the end of the tunnel, marked by high wooden gates at the side of the cave and a wood arch built across it. They quickly passed through and can finally rest easy. They were safe and sound at last. Ragni guard golems immediately rushed in to assist their human allies, the zombies stood no chance against them, their attacks barely dented them, but with just a single swing of their massive metal arms, the iron golems hurled the zombies backwards and upwards, some crashed the ceiling while others were knocked far back, crashing into the wooden structures where they laid down forever, helping the Ragni soldiers to achieve an easier victory.


'That's wasn't smart, we were told to run!' Krisstal snapped, pouting at the newest injuries he received.

Spoiler: King's Recruit (part 2 of part 2)

Reygina healed Skywalker back up to top shape. After thanking her, Skywalker replied Krisstal 'It's not right to just let him die, he was clearly is in trouble. I want to help people, especially those in need. In the end, he was kind enough to even help me. I think things worked out in the end.' Hearolie and Reygina both knew it would be better if they leave them be.


'Yes, but what if he ignored you, are even betrayed you? You can't just risk your life for the sake of others all the time without a second thought. You shouldn't help people blindly. I think you should think carefully before you really help, or else you might get yourself and the people you are helping in greater danger than before!' Krisstal scowled, a tint of anger at Skywalker's stubbornness could be heard. She was worried sick when he suddenly broke off from them. Even though she knew it was a good intention, she didn't want to see any of her friends hurt.


'I guess you're right. I'm sorry.' Skywalker said, knowing full well the conversation will never come to a conclusion even if they continue.


'It all boils down to personality, I suppose.' Skywalker though, catching a glance at Krisstal. She shot him a glare before looking away.


The small path they were taking was short yet enjoyable. The path may be small, but the astonishing sight was nothing lacklustre, to say the least, rivalling that of the valley. Trees and grass grew at the side of the path, growing and strong and green, bathed in the warm sunlight, sugar canes flourished near a small kind of clean blue water, some animals such as cows are nibbling on the sweet and tasty grass. Flowers such as dandelions and blue orchids blossomed everywhere. The path was also decorated with short wooden logs and fences, acting as a barricade, but not obstructing the view. Some Ragni guard golems are stationed along the path. The entrance to Ragni's throne room was visible at the end of the small pathway, it was both grand and massive, stones covered the entire gap between the cliffs, and the hallway floorboard was made of stone slabs. The outside wall, with stone being primarily used, was very well decorated, furthermore, smooth stones were added for depth and colouring. Grey bricks, smaller bricks and larger bricks merged well, showing how long this kingdom had been standing. The centre tower erected greatly, reaching heights that are half that of the cliffs where the entrance sits. The right tower almost identical to the centre tower gives out light that shines the castle entrance, its stone body and wooden cone top illuminated. The smaller structure on the left side, though slightly hidden from plain sight, shows the remarkable architecture of Ragni itself. Its shape of a small house shows how the houses inside the Ragni kingdom look like. The proud Ragni flag in the centre, right above the open hallway hung upright and strong, even with the wind battered against it, it stayed strong and withstood it since it was attached, symbolized how strong Ragni has withstood for all these years, perhaps close to being conquered sometimes, barely winning the war, but in the end managed to stand tall till this day. Thanks to every single brave and loyal soldiers that Ragni has, no matter local ones or from other places such as Fruma, even heroes were born from within lead and fight to their last breath.



An attendant was standing outside and saw the new soldiers that he was informed earlier that they were a bit late. He fastened his brown rope that lay across his waist, acting as a belt. He tidied his long brown shirt and coat, which completely covers his pants and socks and finally cleaned his grey shoes, hoping to look decent enough to greet the new protectors of Ragni and Wynn every time.


'Welcome to Ragni! The king is waiting for you.' He said, welcoming the four soldiers. He put his hand towards the hall, motioning them to move forward. His voice echoed throughout the wall, the king must have heard him as royal guards, wearing full sets of iron armour, suddenly came and stood next to the soldiers. It felt like a welcoming ceremony, giving a sense of dignity and respect to the newcomers. A sign of relief could be heard from the inside, no doubt from the king of Ragni himself. The attendant walked past them and headed to the throne room.


The king’s voice boomed across the hallway, full of eagerness and solace, 'I see you have arrived safely, new recruits. Excellent, come and talk to me for debriefing.'


There was a pause, but after that, the king continued. 'Oh and on your left is the dining room, feel free to enjoy the food first. You four must be tired after the trip; you must be starving and thirsty as well.'


Skywalker took the lead once again, passing by the royal guards who all looked strict and stern. All of them have white beards, goatees or eyebrows, a sign of their old age. Yet their eyes show something otherwise. A flame can be seen inside them, perhaps a burning passion, or perhaps a sense of duty, or maybe their will and spirit to serve the king and Ragni. Their body might be weak, but their spirit is stronger than ever. They may not be serving the front lines anymore, but they are still helping Ragni, only in a different but nonetheless important role.


In front of them was a fireplace, which Skywalker walked to have a look. There are four statues placed in front of the fireplace, they formed in the shape of a square. The one in the upper left corner has its spear put down; its tip sunk deep into the floor. A mage statue was built at the upper right corner, the wand held in slanted, its arms and hands held at the end of the wand. The sculpture in the lower right corner seemed to represent an assassin, its dagger held tightly upright by the two arms, as if the welder is staring into the blade. Finally, in the lower left corner, the archer figure is present, with one hand on the wood, the other tugging the string back, ready to fire. All four statues wore grey leather armour; their grey helmets covered their faces entirely. The T-shaped black visor looking into their own weapon, as if they are proud of their class. The fireplace is right behind them, its flames sizzling and cackling.



'Hey, why is there a... tear up there!' Skywalker pointed to the frame containing a tear just above the fireplace. But there was no reply. He looked around; the throne room on his right had none of his friends inside.


'Where did they go?' he thought, and then he heard noise coming from the left room. He turned around and saw his friends at the table, a table full of food. They were happily eating the food, Hearolie biting off a piece of ham, Krisstal taking a sip of a wooden cup of hot chocolate whereas Reygina was munching off some pumpkin cake while feeding Wolfred a bone that she had found on the table. While they were eating, Skywalker continued to look around, but not after drinking his own cup of hot chocolate and ate some cookies. The flavour and taste were amazing, being sweetness and warmth to his insides. The dining hall design is similar to that of the hallway they have just been. The table containing all the food though is huge, not something Skywalker had seen before. The table was long and rectangular. Six seats like a small throne with equal distance in between two chairs were placed on each side. On one side of the table, a single seat was placed, most likely only seated by the king of Ragni himself. Iron plates were out neatly put in front of each seat, different kinds of food, such as apples and ham were served. Candles placed on the table, providing a warm atmosphere for the people who eat there. But something else caught his attention, on the opposite wall where the lone chair faces, there is a massive picture. The picture is a three dimensional one, it shows a picture of a simple castle with a blue sky with a few clouds. The fences, acting as a gate, are closed sealing a black background.


'The artists who created this work of art were both skilful and legendary.' Skywalker said, admiring the art.



'You guys done? We still have to meet the king!' He said, looking back at his friends.


One of them burped, her burp echoed and reached unpleasant ears. She blushed in embarrassment. The other person patted his tummy, while the other one couldn't stop her hiccups. They nodded and got up from their seats, Reygina picked up a sleepy Wolfred.


The throne room, which was just opposite to the dining room, was massive. The hallway was ancient looking, dark oak wood acting as the ceiling in an arch pattern. Red clay surrounds the pink clay, a pattern repeated throughout the hallway. Dark oak wood arches perfectly blend in with clay of red and yellow in between, showing the royalty and status of the king and Ragni. Pillars that are in a plus shape, huge and beautiful were put on each side of the throne room, stones of different types and texture, such as smooth stone and stone bricks combined to form such an artistic yet ancient design. The pillars linked together, with a piece of gold in the middle. In the centre of the throne room, grey stained glass acts as a mirror reflecting the ceiling, glowstone on the ceiling giving off the brightest light. The new recruits have finally met the king of Ragni face to face. The attendant that has let them in was now standing next to the King.



'Ah! I hope you enjoyed the feast, come forward please, I have something to tell you four.' The king said, leaving his throne and walked towards them a bit. Soldiers that are like the ones in the hallway surround them from afar, forming a circle. They are old, but their eyes show their inner strength is nothing to be taken lightly.


Ragni's king is an old fellow, his white bread grew to where his crossed hand are, the beard connected with his white hair that only grew at the side and back of his head, over his ears. His sapphire blue cloak has gold outlines, his deep blue pants and grey shoes furnished well and had a brown rope acting as a belt, like that of the attendant. His bald head showed his old age, but his brown eyebrows and emerald eyes showed he still has the energy and power to rule, to make Ragni a better place for its citizens and new recruits.


'Perhaps the white hair was not from age but from stress.' Hearolie wondered, but didn't said it out loud, daring not to disrespect the king, as they walked towards the king.


They knelt in front of the king, to whom the king quickly told them to rise up, and said he should be the one thankful for their services and their willingness to come to help him and Ragni.


'You must be the last recruits! Finally nice to meet you. What did you say your name was? 'The king said, stroking his bread.


'Skywalker Cinerate.' Skywalker said, holding his dagger right in front of his eyes, mimicking this statue he saw earlier.


'Krisstal Klear Moonglide.' Krisstal yelled, spinning her spear with one hand in the air.


'Hearolie Eantenna.' Hearolie shouted as he held his bow, pulling the string while aiming the ground.


'Reygina Thynamic!' Reygina cried out loud, her wand being chewed by Wolfred. She snatched her wand from his jaw, saliva dripping from where he was chewing it.


'And that's Wolfred' she said, pointing at her dog.


'What peculiar names. Anyway, welcome to the province of Wynn!' The king said with a warm smile.


'This is the noble fort of Ragni, one of the oldest and most influential cities in the province!' He looked at the massive Ragni flag behind his large throne, stroking his beard. 'Your job as a soldier of Wynn is to stop the growth of the monsters that are ravaging the province.' He looked at the city next to the throne room and saw the citizens, doing what they do in their daily lives.


'You might want to train a little more beforehand, though. Many lives are lost every day...' The king looked sad, almost in grief. A few soldiers around them also look sorrowful, a few of them even have tears shed. Reygina and Skywalker couldn't help but felt a bit sad as well. Imagining the homes and families were broken and destroyed because of the monsters.


'... Anyway, good luck! If you are lost, use this map, it shows the locations of several important places, as it is very useful if you don't know where to go.' The king continued, handling each of them a paper scroll, which is a map of Ragni. They bowed to the king to thank him and put the map away.

'Take this one Ragni Teleportation Scroll for each of you too! It will bring you back here if you use it.' The king said, placing a scroll which said Ragni on it on their hands. The king patted their shoulders one by one and smiled with a hopeful expression.


'Off you go, I've said everything I have to say.' The king said. 'For The Wynn. It’s a phrase used to wish one good luck. So For The Wynn to you.'


The new Ragni recruits repeated the phrase to everyone in the room and then turned left, their eyes met with the bustling city of Ragni. They sprinted towards the city, stepping over a large carpet with the Ragni flag, with two yellow 'Y' on either side, encasing the Ragni sign in the middle. They passed the last of the royal guards, standing aside and nodding their heads, as a sign of good luck and farewell to the new recruits, their new allies. Skywalker took a final look back, weaving the King goodbye. The king noticed his farewell and waved him goodbye as well, his hopeful eyes left an impression on Skywalker before he too left the throne room.


'Here we go!' Krisstal yelled, spinning her spear in front of her.


'Yeah!' Reygina shouted, carrying a sleepy Wolfred in her arms.


'Let's go!' Hearolie shouted, fired an arrow at a bush behind him.


'Alright!' Skywalker cheered and did another of his flying kick.


They screamed as rushed towards the rising moon. They're adventure official begins.


A shadowy figure loomed on top of one of the buildings.


'...' He looked at the new recruits, particular two of them. 'I've found my perfect... pawn.' He said, disappeared in a cloud of inky black smoke.


Skywalker and Krisstal looked up. 'Did you hear something?' Krisstal asked, looking at Skywalker in concern.


'I... I don't know. I thought I did, but I don't see anyone nearby except us.' Skywalker replied, reassuring her. 'Maybe we just imagined it.'


'I hope so.' Krisstal said, looking around, true to his words, no one was near them, except for her two other friends ahead of them.


'Hey! You coming or what? Something wrong?' Reygina asked, looking back.


'No... No... Nothing wrong. Though we heard something.' Krisstal replied, rushing towards her friends.


'Hmm...' Skywalker thought but seeing nothing around him out of the ordinary. He shrugged it off and went after Krisstal.

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And here it is, the first chapter of my fanfiction on Wynncraft, For The Wynn, a Wynncraft based story. I have to alter several things and add a few conversations, as it is necessary to make the story smoother, such as the lonely dog was kept in the end, and how Ragni's King didn't say ' ... Anyway, good luck! If you are lost, use map.wynncraft.com as it is very useful if you don't know where to go.' like it is in the game. That would be weird, giving a website suddenly. I really hope all of you enjoy my story and this marks the start of my long awaited story by me, I have honestly drafted and written stories titled "the legend of Herobrine" for years, but never had the idea to how to continue, with Wynncraft however, I felt like I found the backbone I needed. And thus ‘For The Wynn’ is born, with just a name change. Thank you, anyone, who even bother to read my story, it means everything knowing my story was read by people I don't know.


The scene of the resident being corrupted and leaking out inky black smoke is inspired by DoDoAndTheVampire, in his/ her book 'The Corruption of Wynn', Chapter 5 titled 'First Assignments Gone Wrong'. The female caravan driver written at the start of the story is inspired by Oculorb, in his/her book 'Corrupted Memories: A Wynncraft Story', in Chapter 1. Thank you for your ideas and go check their work out as well.

Thank you every officers, admins, builders... that has created and developed Wynncraft. Do share important information about Wynncraft, such as easter eggs and timelines or even 'wynn'consistencies. As the information will help me improve my story greatly. Thank you once again for reading until the end. I do not own anything except this story. oh and if you are interested, I could add your player characters as characters in my story, just send me your name and a screenshot of your character (with or without gear) in wynncraft, preferably your front, side and back. It would be a bonus if you can list out the names of your gear and mount. (Makes me able to write your character a lot cooler than just saying your name.) Feel free to talk to me about things not related to Wynncraft as well, I would never mind changing topic anyways. Thank you all and may the force be with you.

Credits​

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The scene of the resident being corrupted and leaking out inky black smoke is inspired by DoDoAndTheVampire, in his/ her book 'The Corruption of Wynn', Chapter 5 titled 'First Assignments Gone Wrong'. The female caravan driver written at the start of the story is inspired by Oculorb, in his/her book 'Corrupted Memories: A Wynncraft Story', in Chapter 1. Thank you for your ideas and go check their work out as well.