Once upon a time, there was a prince....(private for me and Anatole)

[Anatole (Ana) Spiderhead]

The old tracker was a desheveled looking old man with old grey clothes and a long greeting Beard but he still had some old tracking strength in him nonetheless as the prince walks into his shop with the artifacts I had dropped

[paradyze]

I only visited the tracker to really be sure of whether I got it right of whether or not he really went to that place. "I thank you for sharing your wisdom with me." I bowed before him, before I got to my own horse and started following the warrior I met earlier. I wanted to know what exactly he planned.

[Anatole (Ana) Spiderhead]

The old tracker was an old greying man wearing an old grey cloak and a long greying beard as he rocks in his chair smoking his pipe as he reads and old book as the young prince enters his shop. He looks up from his book from under his glasses and back down at his book as the prince approaches him

[paradyze]

I approached the old man. "Excuse me, I heard rumors about you being one of the best when it comes to tracking down people." I took out the marker the mysterious feline warrior dropped. "Can you tell me where he is heading to?"

[Anatole (Ana) Spiderhead]

The tracker coughs and picks up the sword hilt I dropped and looks at it through his makeshift magnifying glass. "Yessss, that would be me." "No mistake that you've found the right tracker." He stops and looks at the prince curiously. "What is your interest in this ancient hero of whom you speak. He has saved the lives of countless people and he has actually seeked my help to find those he was trying to destroy in the past. Those who wished many people harm. Even to find a dragon one time that was terrorizing a kingdom to the east...."

[paradyze]

I was surely suprised by this discovery, I did certainly not expect someone like that to be such a heroic person. Now my interest was intrigued even more. "I thank you for sharing this information with me." he bowed before him. He wanted to follow that person, at least to give him back the things he lost.

[Anatole (Ana) Spiderhead]

The tracker gives back the sword hilt to the prince before replying. "He went to the city of Donsworth, the ancient city of the Druids. There he went to the main hall of the forest where the elves live nearby. Probably your kin no doubt. I must warn you prince. This ancient warrior has a tendency to do things to unsuspecting male elves.....he finds them most attractive." He holds his hand out for a couple gold pieces. "Take the main road out of this village and follow it to you get to a fork. Then go right and follow it till you reach the forest city of Drall. Take a left and then you will be there. The main hall can't be missed

[paradyze]

I payed the tracker while wondering about his words. The warrior was fond of male elven? Well maybe it was just a story he told to scare people. He wouldn´t mind attention of other men, he´s always been fond of both genders. "Alright off to the forest it is." I said to myself before I saddled my horse and rode into the forest.

[Anatole (Ana) Spiderhead]

In the hall of Druids I now before the council of 12 all in their different colored hoods and thank them for their time. As I get on one knee I ask. " oh respected ones, please grant me the privilege to wield the ancient blade of Sargoth. To slay the ancient scorcerer who is plaguing these lands." I reach into my bag for the blade hilt and find its not there. I meowl in shock as they look at me surprised by my sudden reaction. "I look up terrified. "Oh no it must have been stolen while I was in the tavern! If someone knows how to bring out the bla-" the head Druid cuts me off. No one can summon that blade except us, Ana the Just. You must return to us once thou has found said Hilt. I bow again and leave the great ha my ears flat as I look into the busy streets of the city of Donsworth. I sigh very perturbed that I have to go all the way back to find the ancient hilt of the most powerful sword..

[paradyze]

I reached the city of Donsworth after some hours of riding, i left my horse at the stables and began my search for the warrior. "If the old man was right, he should be here somewhere in this town." I said to myself while walking through the busy streets. I kept my hood on, knowing the bad reputation dark elves have in these regions.I needed to find that warrior to give him back the hilt of the sword he lost. Maybe Ishould stay at the stables and wait for him to get back to his horse. "Okay...I´m just gonna wait here.." he said and stting on a nearby fence.