The Epic of Dalen Grey

I walked outside in the morning to see if the light dusting of snow had melted. The snow however was alot deeper then the night before. My foot sunk into the snow and was submerged in it. I wanted to get on with business that day and make some more money. I walked alittle ways.

Something then hit me in the back. I turned around to see Ondre laughing. He began picking up more snow and packing into a ball. I had my sword partially drawn out of instinct. I was able to draw it while he was throwing it and I blocked it with my sword. The snow exploded all over my face and he laughed that much harder. He threw more and more and I practiced deflecting them one by one. I missed a few and blocked a few. I sheathed the sword and started throwing back at him. He ducked dodged and took cover and I only got a few shots in. We must have spent an hour out there practicing our moves in the snow. For alittle while I had forgotten all of my troubles and got to enJoy being young again.

"Haha, Dalen, I knew you had a soft side. I must admit your more fun then I thought you would be."

"Don't get use to it Ondre."

He started laughing againg and I did alittle as well. It was getting cold and I had to get back inside. I decided to not do anything else for the rest of the day, until nightime. I finally had a real chance to relax. Ondre and I practiced dueling with our swords and throwing knives. I showed him a few hand to hand moves and he showed me some dirty fighting tricks. It was the first time I remember having fun while practicing for along time.

I had a duty to fulfill at the Midnight Moon as I do most nights. It went as it did most nights. The only difference is tonight Elizia slipped a note to me during the night.

It read "Dalen of house of Grey Lark. You have caused me hardships and headaches. You have done me services and favors. I request an audience with you to discuss our differences. I will send a messenger to your house tomorrow to arrange a meeting. You will get one chance. One foul up of any kind and you will make enemies of me and all of my employees. Delick ######"

The last part of his name had the ink purposly smeared to make it unreadable. I was finally get to meet him and maybe now I would get some answers. I couldn't wait for the next day to arrive.

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