Cobalt Gamer
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The abandoned hero
The sun was setting across albion, the townspeople of bowerstone were all either at the tavern or bumbling around the streets, a women cloaked in a old musty hooded robe walked through the streets, she seemed to be cradling somthing, she walked into a back alley and pulled down her hood, she had red hair with black highlights and a bandage around her eyes, she pulled out what she was cradling from under her robe, it was a baby. She quickly put the child back under her robe and emerged back onto the streets, she slowly made her way through the streets until she stumbled into a man "i am sorry" she said, as she walked off the man grabbed her arm "whats a pretty little thing like you you doing down these parts," said the man "com'on give us a kiss" the man pulled out a knife, the women moved back, a huge gust of wind blew the man off his feet, but the robe had been blown away too, "it's a hero" cried the townspeople, the women tried to make sure the child was concealed well and ran off into a dark alley, she pulled out a peice of parchment and srcibbled somthing onto it, she ran to the nearest house placed the baby on the door step and knocked twice then without a trace she vanished.
i'm not very good at story writing but i thought id write somthing up, i may add more later if people like it.
The sun was setting across albion, the townspeople of bowerstone were all either at the tavern or bumbling around the streets, a women cloaked in a old musty hooded robe walked through the streets, she seemed to be cradling somthing, she walked into a back alley and pulled down her hood, she had red hair with black highlights and a bandage around her eyes, she pulled out what she was cradling from under her robe, it was a baby. She quickly put the child back under her robe and emerged back onto the streets, she slowly made her way through the streets until she stumbled into a man "i am sorry" she said, as she walked off the man grabbed her arm "whats a pretty little thing like you you doing down these parts," said the man "com'on give us a kiss" the man pulled out a knife, the women moved back, a huge gust of wind blew the man off his feet, but the robe had been blown away too, "it's a hero" cried the townspeople, the women tried to make sure the child was concealed well and ran off into a dark alley, she pulled out a peice of parchment and srcibbled somthing onto it, she ran to the nearest house placed the baby on the door step and knocked twice then without a trace she vanished.
i'm not very good at story writing but i thought id write somthing up, i may add more later if people like it.