The Life of Furmore|
Furmore was born in a country called Noritho. It was a small country ruled
by a corrupt Duke named Herolt. He wanted to kill Furmore because he knew
who Furmore’s father was and feared being overthrown by Furmore if he
learned the truth. Herolt sent his soldiers to kill Furmore when he was
only a few months old. Furmore’s stepfather feared for Furmore’s life
because of a vivid nightmare he had, so Furmore’s family fled the country,
only to return after the death of Herolt.
Furmore grew up in Galistone as a blacksmith. He crafted a fine sword but
nowhere close to as well as his stepfather. Soon Furmore became bored as a
blacksmith and felt his life had a greater purpose then to stay is
Galistone. So Furmore set off to find himself and his purpose. He packed
little and just left his home and everything he knew for the last eleven
Furmore rode horseback for twelve days virtually sleeplessly, until he was
running low on food and energy. He stopped to hunt in the forest, but was
having little success even spotting any game. He then became delirious and
passed out from his lack of food and water. When he woke he was in a
strange place, with a man sitting by a small fire. The man began to speak
to Furmore, but Furmore couldn’t hear the man. Furmore asked, “How did I
get here? What have you done?”
The man, however, only said, “Your answers will come soon. Rest now and we
will talk in the morning.” Furmore nervously allowed himself to fall back
asleep and wait until morning to have his questions answered.
When the sun broke through the trees in the dawn of morning Furmore was
still asleep. The man started a fire and cooked some deer meat over it.
When Furmore woke, the man explained himself as they ate. “I knew you were
coming and I have planned for your arrival,” exclaimed the man. “My name is
Tristel. I am a wizard who has been sent by your father to tell you the
truth,” announced the man.
“Who is my real father? Please tell me,” asked Furmore desperately.
Tristel explained, “Your father is the Great King Abba, the true king of all
men in Relinous. He now lives in his own secluded kingdom off the shores on
a remote island that only those who are chosen can find. When he left these
lands he set up a government in each country with a set of laws to be
followed with a Duke to keep the laws. He said that his laws must be
followed or there would be a great cost to their bliss and ultimately their
lives. Now the Dukes are corrupting the laws and twisting them to their own
desires, forgetting the forewarning that King Abba made.”
“What then must I do?” inquired Furmore in a grave voice.
“Your father asked me to teach you the true meaning of the laws and send you
off to the countries to save the people from their obvious fate if they
continue in their criminal ways. You must tell them the truth and don’t let
them be deceived any longer,” described Tristel.
Tristel taught Furmore all about his father’s laws and compassion for the
people he left behind. Furmore was a quick study and soon became ready to
set off on his own again, however, this time he knew his purpose for
leaving, to spread his father’s message. Before Furmore leaves Tristel
gives Furmore a sword worthy of a king. “Furmore, your father gave me this
sword to give to you for when you were ready to wield it. It is named
Norlissa, and may never be broken. For when you carry it you possess a
power greater then any man,” Tristel informed Furmore. Furmore took the
wire-wrapped handle and slid the silvery waved blade into the leather
scabbard he had tied to his waist.
Soon after Furmore embarked on his journey, he found himself in the presence
of a gloomy cave. It glints with sharp rock and black sand covers the
ground of the entrance. All of a sudden fire erupted out of the cave
startling Furmore. A blood red dragon with a horned snout and black wings
trudged out of the cave breathing scorching fire on his way. Furmore
muttered a few words under a spell of fear. The dragon spoke, to the
surprise of Furmore, in a human like manner.
“What business have you coming here,” bellowed the red dragon.
“I am to make true the laws of my father,” responded Furmore.
“Well, I am named Hadifur, servant of your father. I left to live on my own land in my solitude.”
“You are full of deceit and I won’t believe a word you speak”
“Tis not true for I loved your father and severed him well. I only wanted
to get the tranquility I desired. He now makes me out to be an enemy, but I
am not so, only distanced from his kingdom.”
“Believe you I will not, for in your fiery eyes I see your deception,” retorted Furmore.
“It seems Tristel has taught you well, but you must understand that he is
but a messenger of you father and his truth is not wholly correct and the
Dukes are not so thusly incorrect,” deceived Hadifur.
The lies of Hadifur were discovered but the truth of who Hadifur was still
eluded Furmore. For Hadifur was an evil agent banished for his pride. He
once was a respectable dragon in the Kingdom of Abba who by night protected
the King’s castle. The day he thought he was above the Kingdom and even
superior to the King he was banished to the Desert of Demise. He there after
lived in jealousy and rancor of King Abba. Hadifur knows that the King will
return and claim all those who remained faithful to his laws, so Hadifur
works endlessly to mislead as many persons as possible. For him his efforts
are not in vain. If he beguiles humans and gets them to a point where they
start loathing the King, then his army will have begun. For when Hadifur
amasses a militia strong enough, he will lay siege to the Great Kingdom of
King Abba, but first he will need to take all Relinous to enable him to
strike out from a point of strength. Hadifur has already deceived many
Dukes. He promised them mounds of gold and high places in the kingdom when
he takes the throne from King Abba. However, he would just assume eat them
for dinner after getting all he could from them. Hadifur will not stop his
struggle for Abba’s Kingdom until he meets his death.
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