Famers Storywriting Debate Tournament Round #1

Chapter 3 The mysterious girl "Come. We have much to talk about, and only little time to do it." Mirva said as she grabbed Allister by the hand and let him away from the pub. Allister was still feeling cocky over his victory in the pub, and his adrenaline hadn't fully exasperated. "Baby, you can take me wherever you want!" Allister said with a dumb grin on his face. It happened so fast Allister had no time to react. Even with the years of experience in quick reaction training that Tjorbörn had given him. http://www.debate.org... The kick to his gut that Mirva delivered to him was mighty. Allister cringed, and he keeled over, clutching his already sore stomach. He was not expecting that from, what appeared to be an illustrious, magnificent, and proper woman. "Listen now, and listen well, because I am not going to repeat myself." The woman started viciously. "That little display you just pulled off, doesn't impress me one bit. If you think taking on a drunk, untrained, with festering pits, makes you appealing, than you have another thing coming." Allister was taken aback, as he winced through receiving pain both mentally and physically. Mirva didn't hesitate in continuing. " Right now there are some things going on that go far deeper than your arrogance, pride, and need to be superior. I am speaking to you now only for various reasons, but if you think that I am stupid enough to fall for your childish attempts on wooing me, then you are a lot dumber than I had originally taken you for. Now, without further discussion, let us continue are chat in more private settlements." Allister didn't blame her for wanting to get out of there. A few concerned people were staring at the scene Mirva had just caused, and he figured to save his humility, it was best he leave now. In all the years Allister had spent training with Tjorbörn, he had never experienced a blow like the one this woman had delivered. Allister felt like a beaten man as he followed Mirva throughout the city. http://www.debate.org... As they trumped through the cobble stoned streets in silence, Allister thought deeper of the woman's words. What did she need to speak to me for, then, if not too woo him? Then the even bigger question popped up, that Allister had totally forgotten about, occurred. What was this woman doing at Tjorbörn's house? Allister suddenly grew suspicious. Something was going on here, and now that he had been dispatched of his gloaty behavior, he had to reconcile on the issue at hand. How did he know to trust this woman? What if this was a trap! Tjorbörn had always taught Allister to trust no one. http://www.debate.org... Maybe now was a great time to follow that rule. Allister placed his hand on his knife, preparing for the probability of an ambush. Mirva noticed the movement out of the corner of her eye. "Trust me, warrior, you won't have any need for that." She said Cooley. Allister was starting to become peeved at this woman's intuitiveness. "Tell me, why should I trust you? Why are you taking me this far near the edge of the city? Enough of these games!" Allister retorted angrily. Mirva just snickered, which only seemed to press Allister more. "You don't have to come, boy. Do I have a blade pressed against your neck? Do what you wish, it doesn't concern me. But if you must know, our destination is not much further. I chose somewhere I feel to be secluded." finished Mirva. Allister's curiosity was so peaked, that he decided not to argue. Following Mirva didn't present to be a threat at the moment. Allister's curiosity grew even more as they entered the city slums, The lower half of the city that was rarely visited by anyone other than rats, and the dirty homeless citizens. Finally they arrived at what appeared to be an inn. Allister had never been in this are of the city before, as it was generally considered dangerous, and where most of the low lifes spent their time. Mirva approached the door, opened it, and walked in like it was her own home. Allister followed cautiously. The inn wasn't very big, only being several floors high. Spacious definitely wasn't the word to describe it. There were several people around the inn's lobby doing various things; Betting, conversing, eating, etc. The second Allister and Mirva entered, all eyes floated to them."Come." Mirva commanded as she headed towards the staircase. Her and Allister headed up the stairs, and confronted a dark. splintered, and aged door. She opened the door and entered quickly, Allister not far behind. The room was fairly empty, beside a couple of chairs, and a dusty bed. "Sit" Mirva said indicating one of the chairs. Allister did so, and Mirva sat in its companion."You obviously have went to some great measures to keep our conversation discreet, my lady. What is this about?"Mirva sighed heavily, and looked considered her words carefully before speaking. Finally she began."I am an imperial spy, working for Kin Melvar of Midland, Allister." Allister peered into Mirva's eyes waiting for her to continue.And that, she did. " Your master, Tjorbörn, is not who you think he is. You think he is a bounty hunter, right? That he kills people more money right? Well that second part is only half right. I have been tracking Tjorbörn for months. Yes he does kill people, yes he does gain a profit from this. But, what you don't know is that he is playing you like a flute Allister."Allister didn't know what to make of this, but rather remained silent and continued to listen." Tjorbörn belongs to a new rebel group, called the 'Thressians.' The Thressians goal is to usurp the city, and take it back as the rightful owners. They plan to destroy every living being in the city, and then the rest of Midland, as their belief is that the only way to defeat 'corruption' is to destroy all beings that may have been tainted. If you don't fully understand the gravity of this, let me tell you in detail. They plan to destroy EVERYONE. Every man, woman and child, that stands in their path. They mean nought to this group of people. ElkVale isn't the only place where the Usurps are happening Either. We have traced this group in Kella, Yudar, and also in the capitol. Tjorbörn is thought to be the leader of the operation-"Allister cut, her off, he couldn't contain himself any longer."You lie! I have known Tjorbörn for most of my life. Do you mean to tell me that he would keep this from me? What purpose would he have in doing so! Your accusations are unfounded!"Mirva waited calmly, as if the outburst were expected. She continued. "Have you ever wondered where Tjorbörn spends most of his time Allister? Why is it that he is out doing 'jobs' each day? Why does no one look for his supposed victims? Surely someone would have rumored the outbreak of deaths from his endeavors? He has lied to you Allister. I know how you must feel. But you ask why he is doing this? You are one among few, of the many minions he is trying to train to become his 'perfect' army. All you are to him is a pawn on the battlefield. If you die, it will be little to him. He hopes that your loyalty will confirm to his plans to quell the nation. It is our goal to put a stop to him." Allister was shocked, in every essence of the word. His head spun. What she was saying made sense, but Allister had always dis-regarded those questions as un-important. Allister's head spun. He felt dizzy. None of this seemed real. The events of the day were taking it's toll on Allister, as he tried to gather himself."Why are you telling me this?" Allister replied at a loss for any more words.Mirva's answer was short, but complete. "We need you. You may be able to prevent the death of millions. Are you in, or are you out?"This question wasn't as easy to answer, as it may have seemed.Good luck budda, and have fun! I certainly am!