"Wait!" yelled his little brother Bomire, "There he is! The one who defeated the lord of the Scorpian hordes!"
"Ah, correct you are. Let's take 'em by surprise." said Flog unsheathing his wicked long katana.
They snuck up behind the man, very quietly. The cool Kencee wind whipped around the the two assassin brothers as they approached their target.
"Ack!" cried Flog, as he rolled down the hill into the Kencee sea.
"Eyah!" gasped Bomire as his head exploded into the water as well.
"Hehe," chuckled Boldan. Walking away with his battle axe tightly in his hands.
"Look who's back." said Graynar, as Boldan sat down beside him. "So, did you finally beat those two anoying brothers?"
"Well, they're a bit washed up at the moment." said Boldan grinning broadly.
"Does that mean you didn't finish them off?" said Graynar.
"If I wanted to do that, I would have by now." replied Boldan.
"Alright, I suppose you're too pure hearted to kill two young brothers. You do know that they are trying to kill you right?" said Graynar.
"They don't concern me Gray. The person who hired them does however. He wants me dead. You know why? It's because I killed his brother Lord Scorponis! And now I'm forever on edge, can't trust anyone I see."
"That's why I told you to finish those two off when you had the chance. Sooner or later, they will get you." said Graynar. He got up and left Boldan looking miserable.
"Uh, it's just that Boldan's acting to good for his own good again."
"It is only natural for him. Also, I found out that Vander Vlax's daughter has disappered."
"Vander Vlax? The king of Vazanay? His daughter is missing!" said Graynar.
"Yep. No idea where she is. But on another note-I have a ship ready. We leave at sunrise tomorrow to Vazanay." said Hurokol happily.
"Great, I suppose you have asembled an elite group of saliors for us to journey with?" said Graynar.
"Well, there's a funny story about that." replied Hurokol looking guilty.
