reconstruction

"Hey you there, don't stand around so stupid, you better lend a hand!" Shouted a women agree to Crowle .....
Tales and the captain had arrived at the village, which is near Nimpf, and when they arrived they were needed straight away. They had to help rebuild the church, but their "new" member was not very clever. It seemed like Crowle was uncomfortable with rebuilding God's house.
A rebel had taken over the management of the reconstruction, this also did not suit the "newcomer" because he had never been "pushed around" by a woman. Therefore, he was reluctant to carry out her orders ...
She felt the tension between the two, but could not be dissuaded by this would-be macho from her construction plans. But it got too colorful for her over time, she sent him to fetch more lumber so that both could have their peace of mind. Crowle dawdled on purpose, not wanting to be under her command again.There was nothing left of the village, "Crys" went to Tales, he wanted to know how this accident happened ... Whether it was a storm or something like that which destroyed this village, because there were no corpses to be seen ...
Tal's eyes became very small, you could tell how the anger rose in him ... he had clenched a fist, he could no longer look into his eyes and said full of anger: "Pff, Sturm, I don't laugh, no Crys, that wasn't a storm, nice if it had been, that was St. Jilliens .... those damned ar ... ", tears ran down his face ... and continued:" The corpses have our comrades already buried, but some are still there under the tents. "
Crowle dropped the wood and ran to the tents, Tales slowly following him. And he couldn't believe his eyes ...
there were the worst murders involved, women and children also lay there ...
Then Tales spoke again: "But there are also some survivors, we took them to the next village to treat their wounds.""Why are you crying Tales?", Asked Crowle, "there are often such attacks ..." - "Yes, but ... oh forget it, it is not important ... come on, you need the lumber."
He followed Tal's instructions, because he was not able to ask any further questions, something that was happening here took him away ... He was lost in thought ...
"Hey you Trantüte! Move your ass over here! Or do you think you can get something to eat for nothing? Everyone has to lend a hand!", The rebel got him out of his thoughts again. "Crys" was shocked by the roar of the provisional leader, so that he stumbled head over head over a pile of wood and ended up in the mud, the others laughed about it ... Tales could laugh about it too.
Crowle was lying with his face in the dirt, it was soiled with mud when he lifted his face a little, a lot of his eyes on a children's toy, it looked very battered ...
His head suddenly ached terribly. He saw pictures running before his eyes, he saw a happy family doing everyday things in their house, the mother washing up, the father reading the newspaper and the child playing with the children's toys.The captain did not know these memories, they were strange to him, and the pain became unbearable, he cried out,[...]and he passed out.
He began to dream, he dreamed of this family he did not know, or did he know them? But what was it for him? He couldn't remember .....
Suddenly someone threw the door open, men from the St. Jilliens stormed in, the father hid the child in the basement, it was an old-fashioned basement with an old trap door as an entrance, it was hidden there ... The child had the door open the head to watch everything from its hiding place, it saw how the men killed first the mother and then the father cold-heartedly. The blood trickled through the slits in the floor into the basement. Some of the parents' blood dripped on the child's head, it had to hold back the crying until the men were gone. It waited a few more minutes until it was certain that they would not come back, then it left its hiding place and ran to the dead parents ... they were already cold.It was crying bitterly, the tears would not stop flowing ... A shadow appeared behind the child, who was torn from his tears and quickly tried to flee ... The man grabbed it by the collar and took it with him.
The whole way the child cried, the man's ears were already sore from the child's plan ... They arrived at a mountain, a small house could be seen at the foot of the mountain. The man seemed to live there, at least he went inside, he set the child down on a log and said it had to stop crying before it wanted something to eat, and it actually stopped, the hunger was stronger .. the man took out two wooden swords, a hard time began for the child. It should work out to get stronger and one day defend itself.
Years went by and the child grew up ... it was about ten or twelve years old.
It was a dark night when the boy left the man's house and decided never to come back because he had decided to avenge his parents ...He was going to the camp of the St. Jilliens, he had a sword on his back that belonged to the man. He crossed the forest to get to his destination.
The camp was well guarded and had a high wooden fence built around it to better protect itself. There was a small hole in this fence, through which it fit with a little effort, when he stuck his head through he was caught by two guards who took him away. They took him to the commandant, who was sharpening his sword. The commandant looked into the boy's eyes, they were filled with hatred, which he liked very much ... he raised his sword in the air, then "zack", he had hit the boy, his chest was bleeding, from the top right at the bottom left was the wound, he screamed loudly ... then the commandant arranged for the boy to be treated by a doctor ...

Crowle awoke from his dream bathed in sweat and touched the fabric of his shirt, and slowly traced the scar that he had remembered since he remembered, and he remembered who he had it from.It came from the commandant's sword ...
He got up hastily, Tales entered the tent, he wanted to prevent his new friend from getting up because he was not feeling well recently, he suddenly yelled: "Let go of me, we have to go back, go away, I'm in a hurry! "After these words he packed his things and ran to Bartholomeus, got on and rode off, Tales followed him with Mala ...
Crowle had remembered his role model, the commandant had cold-heartedly murdered his parents back then, he wanted to kill him that night, but somehow he became a member, forgot everything and over time became captain ...
Now he wanted to get back to the rebel camp as soon as possible because St. Jilliens was already planning an attack on the rebels, and he wanted to prevent that ...
At the fir tree he was waiting for Tales, who didn't know what was going on, "Tales hurry up! Open this damn thing! We don't have time, faster!" He yelled at him ... "What's going on?You can also open it, just Ha ... ", replied Tales, who saw that the gate was already open .....
Both rode quickly through, on the other side, they saw a battlefield, soldiers of the St. Jilliens and rebels lay dead on the ground ...
Crowle saw the commander, who saw it on his horse, and overlooked everything: "Aah, there is my captain, you did a good job, now you can stay here Crowle ...", said the commander, with a grin on his face and rode away without looking for his men ... those who survived followed him. His former captain remained motionless ...
Tales stood next to him, he now understood "Crys" sudden departure ... he started looking for survivors and ignored the "newbie".
"Tales, I ...", Crolwe knew that it was too late to apologize ... he was also looking for surviving rebels.

Soul emerged from the forest with a few other rebels with the girl who was in his tent, Tales went up to his leader, who in turn went straight to the allies of the St. Jilliens ...“You wanted to kill us ?!” - “Nei ...” - “Grab him!”, Ordered Soul: “Bring him away and do what you think is right, but don't kill him, I'll take him later before, first I have to take care of the injured ... "
The rebels took Crowle and ran through the woods. to a real stone house, they put him in ...

Phew, that's it again with the Legend of Paradiese, and I've finished the second cape now! * happy *, I was really happy to write it, I had it gone in less than two days, I hope I can continue to write quickly, and I also hope that you liked it, and commissaries are always welcome -G-. I am already working hard on the 3rd cape, and I also hope that you will stay true to me, well, that's it really,
your m-chu.