Running like the wind he came upon a frightful scene

　　a merchant`s wagon under siege by goblins, big and green

　　the merchant`s arm was injured and his wagon was destroyed

　　the group of goblins screeched and swung their clubs as they enjoyed

　　Without a second thought the hero made a magic blade

　　a sword of fire appeared and soon the goblins were afraid

　　he swung the weapon once and all the goblins burnt away

　　the merchant cheered in disbelief, the boy had saved the day

　　"I don`t have much to thank you with, for saving me today

　　but I can be of service if you need a place to stay"

　　the merchant wasn`t rich but he was glad he wasn`t dead

　　"as long as you`re in town I`ll keep you warm and dry and fed"

　　It felt like it had been a lifetime since he had a friend

　　he`d been doubtful that his lonely life would ever end

　　the merchant introduced his wife and children, young and kind

　　and offered him the finest food and drink that he could find

　　The merchant introduced his saviour to the busy town

　　and offered him a job when all the parties settled down

　　"we`re in desperate need of noble men as strong as you

　　we`d love for you to help us if you`ve nothing else to do

　　Soon the boy would learn the town was different than it seemed

　　he`d crossed a bridge into a world of which he`d always dreamed

　　goblins and the like were common enemies to find

　　and magic wasn`t rare enough that anyone would mind

　　The merchant introduced him to a mercenary guild

　　where work could be acquired if the applicant was skilled

　　there he found a list of jobs that offered fair reward

　　jobs of varied difficulties posted on a board

　　If he wanted, he could escort merchants on the road

　　any trade he chose, he would be paid what he was owed

　　he wasn`t much inspired by the size of the reward

　　but wanted work where he could prove his value with a sword

　　He chose a quest which called upon a charitable soul

　　to aid a poor and humble doctor with a simple goal

　　he`d gather plants for medicine to make his patients well

　　deep within a forest where some giants often dwell

　　The guild arranged a meeting and the boy was thusly hired

　　the doctor was excited by the help that`d be acquired

　　he`d receive his payment when the mission was complete

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　　He followed the old doctor through the hills and through the trees

　　assuring him that he could handle ten giants with ease

　　within a day they`d made their way to where a flower grew

　　but then they learned the rumours of a giant`s nest were true

　　The doctor found his flowers soon before the sun had set

　　but what he saw before him filled the doctor with regret

　　a giant made of rock and stone with eerie glowing eyes

　　but what should happen next would fill him further with surprise

　　The young man who he`d thought was somewhat weaker than a knight

　　waved his hands and cloaked himself within a fiery light

　　a flaming sword extended from his hand and then he said

　　"I`ll show you that a fire is meant for more than baking bread"

　　He flew toward the giant which let out a mighty roar

　　the doctor nearly fainted and was shaken to the core

　　the giant swung his arms about which caused the ground to shake

　　if it struck the fiery man, his bones would surely break

　　Shortly after thinking so, the doctor shook his head

　　for when the giant hit the man, the giant broke instead

　　the sword of fire came down and then the giant was destroyed

　　the doctor wasn`t sure what sort of monster he`d employed

　　Wary though he was of such an overwhelming power

　　he humbly thanked his hero as he put away his flower

　　the young man was content, for now his heart was full of pride

　　it wasn`t long before his stories travelled far and wide

　　People back in town were all excited by the tale

　　shouting that they`d pay him if his powers were for sale

　　children came and asked to see a fireworks display

　　and he became the centre of attention in a day

　　He conjured all the fire he could and shot it at the sky

　　then he made some ice and snow, that caught a mage`s eye

　　"you have skills beyond your years" his voice was soft but cold

　　"could it be that you can use the healing spells of old"

　　The mage requested that they meet together later on

　　and look into his magic, once the busy crowd had gone

　　so the young man met him in the forest where he dwelled

　　to further learn the nature of the powers that he held

　　The old mage called upon a man whose eyes were white as frost

　　"though this man survived the great war, both his eyes were lost"

　　the mage explained a little of how healing magic works

　　how, once mastered, healing magic could have many perks

　　He practiced both his fire and ice, then opened up his mind

　　wondering why hero`s would be made to heal the blind

　　sure enough he found the words to cast a certain spell

　　and from the old blind soldier`s eye, a joyful teardrop fell

　　Though he`d only healed one eye, he suddenly was tired

　　the veteran was sworn to secrecy and then retired

　　the mage explained that though he could use healing magic well

　　if used carelessly he`d soon become an empty shell

　　He told him not to use the healing magic til he`d grown

　　then one day he`d be the greatest mage the world had known

　　"thank you for your guidance but I`m not a mage or priest

　　with my fire I`ll cut through any goblin, orc, or beast"

　　Happy to rely upon the element of fire

　　with his skill he soon became a famous sword for hire

　　showing off his fiery magic any chance he got

　　never tired of the attention which his boasting brought

　　Soon he could afford the finest room in any inn

　　and every day he woke, a new adventure would begin

　　he earned his way escorting merchants through the mountain trails

　　saving them from monsters and then telling all his tales

　　Never even minding if the jobs he took could pay

　　living for adventure sake, enjoying every day

　　there was only one thing that he could complain about

　　often when he hunted monsters, they would soon run out

　　His reputation grew as fast as he could swing his sword

　　and soon he was a bodyguard that everyone adored

　　in town he wore the finest clothes that all his gold could buy

　　if his mood could still improve his head would hit the sky

　　Sleepless nights he spent with thoughts and memories of war

　　were easily forgotten when he swung his sword some more

　　to cut or burn a monster, who was evil to the bone

　　in all his years of fighting, no such pleasure had he known

　　For a while he lived in comfort in that busy town

　　where merchants, knights, and mercenaries never settled down

　　he learned a little magic from the wizard that he met

　　and trained his sword against his comrades, any chance he`d get

　　One day after he had been in town a year or more

　　he heard a call for warriors that he could not ignore

　　a lengthy expedition to a very distant land

　　an escort for some merchants in a mercenary band