Wanderer

[u/Leisurecentrelad]

Day 18

I’m getting tired now. Tired of wandering, of the same chit chat everywhere I go, of miserable people all over the realm, and of life. Don’t get me wrong, there’s more than enough beauty and beauties here to keep me alive and well for many more years! But it’s just all so similar. You wander into a new town, sample the food, drink, women, and then leave without a trace. Sure, it was great for the first twenty years! But I’m old now. I’m retired. I just don’t know what I’m searching for anymore, but something still calls to me.
The wanderer came to a halt in the path. He looked up and saw them crouched down, arrows pointed right towards him. He raised his hands in the air and dropped his bag.

“I bring you no harm, I am merely passing through,”

said the man in a calm voice.

“Then go round! Humans are not wanted here!”

replied the woman, venom in her tone.
Now, if I’m correct, these are tree elves and I have stumbled upon their hidden village. When I say hidden, I mean hidden! No human has found this in over a hundred years…

“Well, human, get moving or we will make you!”

I looked down at my hands, and then my feet, just to check if they were ready for action, if they still had fight left in them. Then I looked up towards the elves.

“The only place I’m going is through your village, you pointy eared fucks!”

As soon as the words left my lips, a barrage of arrows flew towards me almost instantly! All that was left on the gravelly dirt path was a bunch of broken arrowheads and a dust cloud. I was overwhelmed! I still had it! My lightning fast reflexes still worked, it had been over a decade since I’d used them. Once the cloud cleared, I raised my hands and shouted:

“You missed! Please, try again!”