Journey To Hellspost (TXT X READER)

"It cannot be!"

  "They wish to face the dragon?"

  "All for some silly treasure?!"

  "They shall risk their lives for that?!"

  "I do not believe it!"

  "The seven dwarf kingdoms have sworn allegiance to he who wields the kings jewel! The dwarven prince wishes to rally together the dwarven kingdoms! It is not so insane!" The rogue protested.

  "The purpose of the journey is insane!" Yeonjun protested.

  "Is that not the purpose we serve in journeying to Hellspost?" (Y/N) asked, her tone carrying a slight bite.

  "Carry on then," Yeonjun replied, his tone carrying just as much bite.

"The halfling, despite the doubt of the thirteen dwarves, was handed a contract after the wizard had told the company of the strength of the halfling. The dwarven prince told the wizard that he could not guarantee the safety of the halfling, nor would he be responsible for the halfling's fate. The halfling read over the contract but soon after fainted because of the mention of lacerations, evisceration, and incineration. The wizard attempted to convince the halfling but there was no convincing. The halfling moved to his room where he could be left in peace. The dwarves sang a song that night. A song of the night they saw their home turn to ash. The younger dwarves, not having seen the death and destruction dealt that day, opted to hum along, rather listening to the tale in the song. In the morning, the halfling awoke to see the dwarves had left. He began to think. Perhaps the wizard was right. Perhaps the world was not in his books or maps. He packed a bag and ran off to find the company of the dwarven prince. This is where I shall leave off. My voice is growing rather hoarse," the rogue said, clearing her throat that had indeed begun to grow scratchy.

"You must always leave us in suspense!" Beomgyu cried.

"What would a story be if left on a satisfying note?" The rogue asked, giving a small shrug.

"Perhaps she is right. Allow the rogue to rest her voice and her mind, for she has not had much chance to do so," Taehyun sighed, feeling slightly peeved at the suspenseful ending of the story.

The company had been heading east for a while, listening to the rogues story. The planes had turned from a flat stretch of land to rolling hills that stretched as far as the eye could see. The wildly grown grass had turned smaller in length and it was a brighter green colour. The sky was a bright blue and the clouds floated above them in brilliant white wisps. Birds flew overhead, chirping in the silence, and there was a slight breeze causing blades of grass to collide, filling the air with calming sound.

"My feet have never ached so much," Beomgyu mumbled, slowing his steps to attempt to relieve his foot of some pain.

"You will get used to it. Whilst rest will not be an option if we wish to make haste, it will not be the only thing to ache," Taehyun sighed. He knew plenty of this. To get to the top of Whitecrest Mountain was a task. One that could not be completed on horseback. His legs ached as he climbed the steep mountain, and that had lead him to believe that a trek amongst rolling hills and flat plains was nothing.

"The town we should stop at shall only be a day or twos walk from here. We may make it there by the morrow if we continue at our pace," Yeonjun explained, pulling the map out of his sack to double check the location of this town.

The company continued on the direction, the only noise filling their ears being that of the slight breeze.

  HueningKai was one who did not appreciate the silence. The silence allowed him to be able to think, and if he stayed in his own head for too long, he would be afraid of the conclusions he would come to. This is why he enjoyed music. It was something for him to listen to. Something to keep him out of his head. He pulled out his lute and began to strum, singing a common song amongst those in Eboncross. The others gave him nothing but a small glance as he sang. As if they couldn't help it, one by one, the others joined in, save the rogue who wished to rest her throat.