LoRD: Old times
  A Legend of the Red Dragon fanfiction
  created by Eric Richardson

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    The bar had been closed up hours ago and only one remained in the bar,
  Violet the barmaid.  It was the middle of the night and she was wide
  awake.  She was sipping at a glass of ale when Seth Able the bard came
  walking down the stairs.
    "Who is it?" Violet said.
    "It's just me, Violet.  Seth." Seth replied.
    "Oh.  Why are you up?" Violet asked.
    Seth walked to the bar and poured a glass of Ale.  "I couldn't sleep."
    "Oh." Violet let out a light sigh.  "Is there something wrong?"
    "I just had some nightmares, that's all."
    "Nightmares?  Tell me about them." Violet said.
    Seth took a sip of his Ale.  "Why not."  Seth took a deep breath and
  started telling Violet about the nightmares.  "The dreams are mainly
  about my parents.  They were killed when I was young and foolish."
    "Oh, I'm sorry, Seth."
    "Don't be.  It was all my fault that they were killed by that beast."
    Violet's eyes widened when she heard Seth say beast.  She knew that when
  someone around town used beast in a sentance, they were refering to the
  plague of the town, the Red Dragon.  "You mean the Re..."
    "Yes.  Here let me tell you about it.  When I about 9, my parents and I
  were going on a walk  though the forest," Seth began.  "I started playing
  around and left my parents side and got lost.  Trying to find my parents,
  I found the cave of the Red Dragon.  The beast woke up and came outside of
  the cave.  It, then, tried to kill me, but father saved me.  But father
  was only able to get me out of the way before the dragon attacked him.  He
  fought like the knight that he was, but yet, he failed to protect me and
  mother from the beast."
    Violet was stunned.  "Is this why you remain here today?"
    "Sorta.  You are young so you may not remember, but I was once a
  traveling bard." Seth said.  "But that attack was just one of the first
  known.  It was the talk of the town.  Afterwards, my uncle came and took
  me under his wing, where I trained with him to become a knight like my
  father was.  I trained what seemed an endless ammount of hours of training
  with the sword."
    "You are a fighter?" Violet was surprized.  "I thought..."
    "That I was just a bard?  No.  My uncle tried to teach me not to follow
  my gut and to follow my heart, but I did not listen.  When I was about 17,
  I headed back to town and ran into some old friends, Turgon, Seven, Lance,
  and Logan.  We all trained together for a while and finally decided to
  attempt to kill the red beast." Seth said.
    "We searched and finally, found the cave and we all fought with our
  best."
    "What happened?" Violet asked.
    "The first to be killed was Seven.  Seven had been my best friend when I
  was young, and when I returned.  After I saw the bead body of my former
  best friend, I grew madder with each moment.  I really think I gave the
  dragon a run for its money." Seth said.  "But Lance and Logan fell anyways
  and I would be dead right now if Turgon did not save me."
     "Then?" Violet was getting into Seth's story.
     "We retreated.  We could no longer hold out as we had been doing.
  Retreating had just made me madder, so I gave up fighting.  That's when I
  picked up my mandolin and became a bard."
     "Oh man.  I am sorry, Seth."
     "That's allright."
     There was a long pause after that.  Violet didn't know what to say.
     "You still haven't told me about these nightmares." Violet said.
     "They're my memories of the events I just told you about.  In some, I
  see my parents getting killed.  In others I see Seven being killed."  
     Violet couldn't think of anything to say.  Seth got up and put away the
  glass he had been drinking out of.  "In the rest, I see my son being
  killed by...by....it." 
     Again, Violet was shocked by what Seth had said.  "You have a son?"
     "Had a son.  The beast killed him.  His mother passed away at the time
  of birth."
     Violet started having vauge memories of Seth being married at one time,
  but doesn't remember much because she was a young child at the time.  Seth
  at that point given out a big yawn.  "I'm getting sleepy again.  I'll see
  you in the morning, Violet."  Seth started walking up the stairs.
     It was once again quiet in the bar.
     Violet started to talk outloud to herself.  "I didn't know...and I feel
  as if I am in love with that man." Violet yawned.  "Well, it's time to get
  some sleep."

     The End?