I started walking through the streets and drew my sword again. I was very nervous about what would happen to me from now on. I was very upset. Totally irritated. From now on I would be out in the open in an unknown and dangerous city.My only chance to be calm was to go back to the bar where I had come from an hour ago, but the hustle and bustle and the smell of booze totally annoyed me. I didn't want to go back there, but I had no choice.To add to my melancholy the moon was fully risen. For me it was a bad omen, as it had certain negative as well as positive effects on some people. The beings that specifically benefited greatly from it were the elves, for their magic became stronger. As far as he knew in humans it was almost the opposite. Diseases and parasites were a bit of a rampage for them. Which was quite repulsive in some cases. As I walked through those dark streets of mud and stone. I overheard a conversation that caught my attention, it was two sailors who were sober. -Th

Out of nowhere the sky became clear as if it were daytime. Not even the crab men knew what was happening.I was surprised to see that, it was like a spell, maybe there was an elf with great power, but that wouldn't help us here. I felt it was just an unimportant distraction. Our situation was not going to change from one moment to the next.One of the heroes stood in front of all of us to motivate us to fight and decided to fight without thinking twice. He knew we had no choice.I, like my companions, was also willing to fight, in spite of everyone. We could not throw ourselves into the sea as we would have more disadvantages there. From one moment to the next I started to feel much stronger. It was very strange for me. Because of the events that happened a few seconds ago. I came to the conclusion that maybe it was the spell that was cast on the island. I decided to take my sword and went towards one of the crab men. I tried to wound him with my sword, but one of them dodged me. How

We were all still on the boat, a little cold, tired from the trip and from everything that had happened. The people who were captured were tied to the sails of the boat and none of them could speak, because they had a cloth that did not allow them to speak. I was a little worried that the version they had not given was true, but I did not witness what had happened. I just kept silent and looked at them. They were all the crew and five heroes. I didn't know if they were innocent or not, that would be determined by the authorities who would take them to the dock.I tried to ignore them and just stayed in the bow contemplating the panoramic landscape of the sea. At that point we were close to the dock. I felt much calmer, I would finally rest and sleep well, without so much uncertainty. The wind was finally on our side and helped us to move much faster at sea, although it was a little hot at this time of day. Around us, dozens of boats of all sizes passed by, as if nothing had happened

The floats started off at high speed, none of them wanted to be involved in what had happened. Apparently they knew who were the people who were doing this and did not want to talk out of fear. I just wanted to get out of this place as fast as possible and avoid this problem that no one seemed to want to solve. I thought Krabbe was dangerous, but the surrounding villages were worse, as if there was no law and order. Everyone was silent about what was happening.As I thought about what was happening. I felt very strange as if the horses were very scared, because of the attitude of the coachmen. I got a little scared, but as we moved forward little by little everyone calmed down. It was for the best because this could end badly if the carriages collided. Everything was left in the hands of the coachmen's control.[...]I got out of that oppressive heat two days later, so I took another coach because the man was not going to take me to my destination and he looked very scared because of

After a while I was already changed, I quickly left the place. I started to walk around the shopping area, trying to buy clothes and ask about what was going on in this place. I saw the right person to start a conversation. There was a man with a cart selling fruit. He was someone of age, with quite a bit of short gray hair, black eyes, somewhat tall, and wearing a gray robe. I approached him.-Hello, how much are the apples worth?-Two for three coins," he answered.-Give me four.He put them in a cloth bag and handed them to me. I gave him several six coins. There I began to talk to him about what was going on in this place.-Are there people who hate kings?-Yes, their laws have brought nothing but trouble. They take men away to fight their wars. No one can do anything against what they order, I was saved by my age and because I was already in their ranks and lost a foot. I feel sorry for what they did to a country. They finished them all off without mercy. I tried to stay calm w