The Minatour.

[BloodyWolverine]

This is going to be a three short story thread on three short stories about differant beings that dwell in a place called Blood Moon. Please tell me what you think and be honest. Do bare in mind i am no J.K Rawling or even as good as ComicChick04. Testing my writing skills out if i have any. Pull no punches be honest shh community.

The Minatour.

Lucas was a ten year old boy who lived in a village of farmers and merchants in the kingdom of Camos. Lucas wished to become a knight but it was not possible for he was of commom birth. By king Argoths decree only noble blood could be a knight. Lucas was talented in wood carving and for days he worked on making the most beautiful bow ever seen and several perfect crafted arrows.
The king was plagued with a monster who had been killing and attacking people. The people named it the beast of the west. It was never seen after dark nor was its victums.
While in the market Lucas heard two old warrior men talk about the reward for killing the beast. A noblemen of Camos he would be with the prize of 50 gold coins.
The real prize for Lucas was the chance to improve his honor status. For a knight honor is everything. However Lucas should know honor and pride can be found anywhere if only you believe in what you do.
Lucas snuck out after dark. He sported a pot on his head he lifted from his mother kitchen.
He went to where the beast was rumored last to be seen. It was said he had taken a young 16 year old girl a tender virgin and at her whole. Flesh, bone and all. It was said the beast was 15 foot tall.
Lucas heard a noise and got out his bow and place the arrow. There was a crunching sound and then screams from a women behind the bush. She cried out and came out briefly,but a fury arm snatched her back and there was a blood splatter and then a bone crunching noise and then nothing.
The boy shook and was frozen in fear and the creature stepped out and Lucas felt a warm feeling trickle down his inner pant leg. The beast was a werewolf. It stood 7 foot tall and had glowing green eyes. The monster had a large mouth and dripping was green druel and his mouth smelled of rotten flesh.
The werewolf brandished a half eaten tender virgin arm and Lucas found an ounce of courage and fired an arrow into its eye. The great roar sent the boy running quickly, but the werewolf gave chace and teh boy fell down and the monster leaped down upon him.
Lucas passed out and as he did a great arm grabbed the beast tail and flipped it into the air. The werewolf landed hard but got up with a great roar. The larger figure roar too. It sounded like a hurd of steers.
The figure swong out a mighty silver ax and with one chop he cleaved off the werewolfs left arm. He then stepped on the werewolf chest cavity and there was a crunch and the werewolf was dead.
The figure carried the boy back to a large warm place. the boy awoke and he saw.

Will do rest later on.

 

[BloodyWolverine]

In the room he saw a good sized form near a large cracking fire. The boy sat up to clear the cob webs a bit more. The figure got clearer as it stood. He was near 10 foot tall. The size of a half sized mountain ogra. He had a bulls head on top a human muscle ripped body. He was dressed in animal hide.
"You are awake little soldier but i don't think you should be hunting beast like that one Mr Oakshield.
"Titanis the blacksmith but you are no hunter or monster slayer." "A person is many things young sir when ons travels the many roads and paths of Blood Moon." He gave the boy some warm soup and the boy went fast to sleep again. He woke up at home and was labeled a hero for slaying the werewolf. The bloody silver ax was found near the boy and the beast laid dead.
The boy was given a lareg party by the king and money. Lucas was not proud for he felt he was a coward. So he went to the smith shop of the Minatour.
"Minatour my friend i cannot take credit." "Yes you can and you will. You have courage and barvery. Things that can be woven into a great kinght." "A knight is no fraud." "Listen to me boy all men get scared even knights and warriors. Take the credit for me boy." "Only if you train me my friend." The minatour trained Lucas and the boy loved him as an uncle. Lucas went away at the age of 17 to help fight in the war. He saved the king and was labeled a knight of Camos.
For reward he was given the hand of Princess Iris the kings daughter. The Minatour had long left Camos and 15 years later Lucas heard of the passing of The Minatour. He had died in a place called Shadowhall.
He went and his wife with him to the tomb of him.
"Who is this man my love?" "Responsible for everything my love." He told her the truth and expected she'd leave him but she kisses him and speaks. "Then i have him to thank for bringing you to me my love."
Lucas had his body braught to the grandest spot in all of Camos. The Minatour was placed in a great white marble casket and left for all to see. On a large head stone said. The Minatour Great Hero and Friend.