THE QUEST
Harry strolled through the great doors of the
Hartford palace and casually scanned the entire compound. He saw thousands of people eagerly awaiting to bid goodbye to their beloved king, but their stern, scared faces showed signs of eagerness, fear and some hope cause there king had bought a name with in his people. He had never lost a were, he slayed every monster that threatened his people and he always accomplished everything he was involved in, but now no one knew what type of monster was he going to face or what type of evil was he up against. But they hoped that their king would return from this dangerous quest well and alive.
Many people were talking in the palace compound and the road beyond. There was much to talk about. For weeks there had been rumors of strange happenings in the south of Heartland _ of weird creatures flying in the skies, monsters killing people, strange death of both sea and land animals and beginning to thrive. Other rumors begun spreading saying that the great evil Marcel was back which made the most people to worry sick about their beloved king. Cause if this was true, their king's life was in great danger because it has been one and a half century since Harry's grandfather Alumon the first killed Marcel in the great war with the help of the Elves lead by king Enest, the Dwarves lead by king Doomen, the guardians lead by Zulucus and the low landers lead by Queen Cathode against Marcel, the brother hood, the dark knights and his monster army.
Now the same tales had begun coming in from the south east of Heartland, the home of the low landers.
But none of them in the compound approached Harry to ask him whether the rumors were true or false. None of them did more than glance nervously at his silent figure by the palace doors. Harry was a legend amongst them, but they feared him cause he was not any ordinary human,he was special. But no one knew how special was he.