Medieval/Renaissance FANTASY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Inactive since 28/04/2013]

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The man snickered his green eyes flashing menacingly. " try and strike me down  ladn and boy dies!" Mordred's eyes shone with fear. " Help me please! they are going to kill me like this did my parents please!" The man sneered. " Come on Lad do it!"

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Luxin's blue eyes narrowed with a sharp intensity, and anger. Suddenly, the mans sword became burning hot to the touch. Luckily, it was just the handle, and it caused the thug to drop it. Quickly, something shoved the boy forward, and Lux pushed the boy behind him, before striking the thug down. With ease, the 16-year old slid his blade into the man's stomach, and he dropped like a stone. The dark-haired teen, drug his sword out, and flicked it to the side, to get the blood off. He then turned and went to the boy. "Are you alright?" He asked.

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Mordred nodded though tears ran down his face. " you saved me... I am forever in your debt sir. "  bowed respectfully to the stranger. " Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Mordred Syphort. Prince of Azgarath."

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Luxin gave him a disarming grin. "No need to thank me, Lad. I'm Luxin Emrin." The last name was unfamiliar, as the dark-haired teen had his mothers name. "Nice to meet you, Prince." Lux gave a confident grin, and looked around, before putting away his sword. "We should leave the area before more of those thugs show up." He spoke.

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Mordred nodded." It is a pleasure to meet you Sir Luxin Emrin." He followed the older lad wishing his parents were still alive. " what am i to do? How am I to reclaim the kingdom in my Father's name?" he thought htis to himself as he traveled with Luxin.

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Luxin escorted the young boy to his makeshift camp. The fire was still going, though it had dimmed. The dark-haired man grabbed a stick and used it to spark up the dieing embers. He added a few more logs, and watched as the fire livened again. He didn't bother talking to the boy, knowing he was probably thinking.

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Mordred looked at Luxin. " So what is someone like you living here all by yourself? why aren't you living with your Mother or Father?." His eyes scanned the surroundings finding the small campsite to be quite cozey since he was sued to living in the castle.

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Luxin glanced at the boy. "Oh, I don't live here. I'm just traveling. And if you must know, my mothers passed on. My father.... he's to busy." The 16-year old shrugged, seeing it as non-important.

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"I am terribly sorry for the loss of your Mother luxin." Mordred looks at the older lad with saddened eyes.

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"It's alright. Happened years ago. I've gotten over it." Luxin shrugged, and stoked the fire once again. "May I ask you, what happened?" He asked, looking at the boy. He knew it would probably be hard for the boy to talk about, but he knew from experience it was better to let it all out, even to a stranger, than to keep it pent up.