TalosLord

The paladin stood tall among his allies, his sheer bulk and mass making those around him seem even smaller by comparison. His head and body was covered in thick bronze scales and his face an extended snout. His eyes yellow with a single black line for pupils. His mouth was filled with razor teeth, his tongue long forked. His armour was made of large plates of steel strapped to his body with thick leather straps. He had a shield strapped to his left arm, its surface engraved with a large steel dragon.  His had a sword was slung across his waist; its dual edged blade had inward facing curves, leaving the blade a fearsome weapon against bare fle

I sat in the chair that over looked the grand stage, me and my farther were sitting in a private box far above the normal chairs, this of course came free to people of such high standing as me and my farther. I am Ceren Xyios; I am a High Elf, just like everyone else in the elven city of Aldaron. But I am even higher than the normal high elf; my farther is a high standing noble in the Elder Council. He oversees many laws and regulations in our grand city. This of course came with many perks; free access to the private boxes of the plays and musicals put on by our grand theatres was one of them. All High Elves share many common features, we a

Alone. That’s what I am: Alone; and I have been since last spring, the 22nd of April 2007. The day my parents died. It was the 2010 London Marathon - both my mother and father were always very sporty – and they were on track for their latest personal best, we were going to make a celebration out of it; just me and my parents. It all looked so good until he happened. It was he who ruined not only my life, but the life of many others as well. The 22nd of April 2007 was the day of the London grenade attack: 23 deaths, 115 injuries and complete chaos. The runners were just coming through Canary Wharf, everyone was cheering, waterfal