Chapter 5: Bleakrock

“… then, when we opened the cellar we found it, a dead chicken placed in the middle of a circle of bloody runes.” We heard Paul curse under his breath.”And for years we thought we had a fox in the neighbourhood.”

Seria continued. “He had apparently gotten the book from a wandering trader for a few pennies.”

While Tyson almost couldn’t hide the grin that was threatening to form on Michals shadow, the boy was far less calm. In his eyes a look of unrest.

“But he was such a nice boy, wanted to to inherit the bakery one day. Bloody witchcraft.”

For a moment there was silence, then Seria hesitantly spoke.

“Tried to tread Malekas, may he remain dead, footsteps. Now instead of living forever their gonna hang him with the last rays of the sun.”

Tyson had to give it to the village boy, he had ambitions. Trying to live up to the legacy of one of the most feared dark sorcerer’s and the only ever human to have attained immorality was quite the challenge. Sadly for the man, at the tender age of thirty three years he was murdered by a bunch of warrior priests out to correct the blasphemous act of disproving their religion.

 

“Hey, shadow, exited?” Tyson shuddered at the nickname but otherwise gave no reaction.

“Yeah,” Michal Moor took a moment to catch his breath “I am a little scared as well.”

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Today they would visit the city to buy supplies for Michals upcoming enrolment into a school.

His senses picked up a small surge of chakra, and the boy picked up speed again, using his whole body to sprint through the forest.

They broke out of the woods, arriving at the parameter of the little farm. Sprinting over familiar dirt paths leading through the fields of golden wheat they arrived as Michals father fastened the reigns of his horses at the small worn carriage.

“There he is, my little warrior, we almost went without you.”

His father ruffled his sons hair, as Michal grinned from ear to ear.

“Well then we better get going.”

Normally they used the carriage to sell their wheat in the city, but now it was them sitting on the open wood. Only the two girls remained at home.

 

Tyon took the time to go over his status again.

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