Character

Stillblade woke up one day after a dream that for many others may seem like a nightmare. Stillblade dreamed of horrifying monsters, terrible men, and brave peoples rushing like the ocean's waves at each other. He saw shield maidens and mages side by side stopping wave upon tide of massive creatures. He stood in the midst of battle with bow, dagger, axe and blade set on his back and side. On his hands he wore knuckles. A creature attacks, and Stillblade responded with a combination, then dodging a blow to the head, but then taking another to the knee. He knelt in front of the strange big creature, trying to stand, the knee did not allow it. Suddenly a rush of fresh air surrounds him, and as he inhales it, the air fills him with vigor and strength. Stillblade stood in front of the creature, which now turns its attention to the source of the breeze. A small lady standing in the midst of chaos wearing white robes with kind but brave eyes looks at the creature and starts casting a spell. Rocks start forming on her body like armor, but the spell is too long. The creature punches through the spell and the force launches the small lady onto the ground. At that moment a roar sounds from the side, and a massive man(or something like one) points his blade at the creature and a blinding flash angers the creature to the point of rage. The creature attempts to punch the stolid wall of a body, yet the man merely shakes it off. Stillblade thinks it his chance to exact some pain and proceeds to pommel the creature, when the contact of the fist wakes him from his dream.

Oh does he wish to go back into such an experience :)

to be continued