Another Days Work [Completed]

[Sven]

"Come back here!" shouted a business owner. Sven sprinted with food in his hands. He looks back and grins at him.

"You have to try harder than just having mouse traps on the windows! I'm Sven, the ace thief." He jumped a fence and walked into his home. His house was a small shack that he found in Caelin. After leaving his hometown, he made stops at every town. He walks over to one of the shelves. He picked a scroll. Sven unwrapped it and a map of Elibe.

"Let's see...if I go here I should be in Bern in a week." Sven rolled up the map and placed it back on the shelf.

"Hey! Come back here!" a voice shouted.

"No! I want this!" shouted another. Sven heard the commotion and walked outside. It was the same man that he robbed earlier and this time with a brigand. Quickly grabbed his Slim Sword and ran outside and stood there.

"Oh geez..." he said. Both of them noticed and the brigand was first to speak.

"Huh? Who are you?" the brigand said in a blunt way.

"I'm Sven, the ace theif!" he said with pride. The man wasn't amused.

"Look, theif. I just want my beloved Silver Axe, back." The man pointed to the brigand. He was holding two axes. Sven could identify the difference.

"Alright, tell you what old man. I'll get your Silver Axe back, but in return I can get food supplies from your shop for my departure. Fair enough?" Sven said. He really needed to get to Bern. There was a feeling that he was required there. The man was hesitant about agreeing, but nonetheless he accepted.

"Oh, alright. Just get my Silver Axe back." The brigand looked at them and laughed.

"Hahaha! You a measly thief can take on a brute brigand? That's hysterical! I accept that offer, if you manage to defeat me in battle, the Axe is yours. I'll show you what a Steel Axe can do. Prepare to die!" He dropped the Silver Axe and pulled out his Steel Axe. Sven smirking slid his Slim Sword out. The brigand once again laughed. "You really think a Slim Sword can defeat me? You are walking to your own doom!"

“Heh, that’s what you think. I may not have power, but I have the speed.” Sven charged forward cutting the brigand on the arm. The brigand snarled.

“I’ll get you for that!” He swung his axe in a horizontal motion. Sven quickly jumped back. The man, quickly afraid that he would get killed made many steps back. The brigand furious of his miss, attack again, but Sven quickly countered and sliced him on the leg.
“I told you before. I may not have the power, but I have the speed.” He took a step back and sliced through the brigand on the other arm.

“Gahh!!” The brigand howled with pain. His upset made him get desperate. He dropped his Steel Axe, and picked up the Silver Axe. The man looked in horror. Sven just laughed, he started to act careless.

“You are not worth the fighting. Go on and surrender.” This made the brigand blinded with rage. He swung the Silver Axe and it caught Sven off guard. “Ack! Whew, that nearly got me…”

“I’ll get you!” The brigand was exhausted; he was dragging the Silver Axe across the ground. Sven knew he had to end this as quickly as possible. Sven swung his body back and forth to gain momentum and lurched forward spinning many times around cutting the brigand’s body.

The brigand stumbled forward and fell on the ground. Sven walked over and impaled his Slim Sword onto the brigands head. The old man stood in fear. “He was dead already…” Sven ignored him and lifted his sword, picked up the Silver Axe, and walked over to the man and gave him the Silver Axe.

Sven, finally spoke, “The Silver Axe is recovered. I suggest you keep it under your table. That is where no thieves ever look. Now, shall I assist you home?”

The old man nodded, still in fear, “Y-y-yes…please…” Sven looked out to the meadows; he knew that there were more brigands if one appears. “Old man, I might have to stay here for a while, more brigands are going to be here.”

[Sven]

Sven helped to a endless supply from the man's store. He grabbed primarily the food for his long journey. However, he was bothered by the brigand. If there was one then there were more. He turn to the man. "Is there anyone in this town that can fight?"

The man look at him, he was still in fear of how merciless Sven was, "No, only you possess skill of your weapon. We just have our prized weapons as an antique." The man got up and placed the Silver Axe under the counter.

"I see...then you should alert the townspeople. More bandits are on their way right now." Sven walked over to another aisle to grab some other food. "I won't be able to hold them off. I suggest you close your gates and make sure you lock them tight."

The man look at him. "Are you certain? You're not joking, right?"

"You're talking to a thief that is traveling. I used to be part of a bandit crew. I left because they stayed too long in one area. They send someone and in a day that person doesn't come back. They attack." Sven looked out at the town center. Much commerce was happening much like a urban town. "You have reputation in this town, you should inform them of the incoming bandits."

"Our village is going to be destroyed! You can't leave us!" The man was begging on his knees. Sven couldn't help but be sympathetic. "Please save our village!"

"I would help, but I don't have enough strength to combat them all at once." He really wished he could find a way to help. "If the townspeople are willing to die for their town I'd be glad to help. Since almost everyone has a prized weapon I think it be good to use it now. "

The man nodded, and then grabbed his Silver Axe. "If that's the case then I'll help. I am a fighter, but I choose a more passive life style." Sven was shocked at this. "Everyone in this town had chosen a more peaceful life. Some the young ones are being trained as we speak."

"I'm surprised. You were a fighter all this time. Then let's rally the townspeople." Sven smiled.

[Sven]

Sven looked out the window to see many townspeople united for their town. He took a stroll outside, later in the day, and a child bumped into him.

"I'm sorry!" the kid said. Sven looked at him with sympathy.

"It's okay, kid. Where you off to this late?" he replied.

"I'm going to see if that messenger came. He goes to different towns and posting challenges." he said with eager. Sven was impressed.

"Show me where this messenger normally arrives," he said, "I want to see if there is any challenges I can perform."

"Okay, this way." The child ran off and Sven followed. Sven quickly wondered if there was any speed challenges. He was fast but something was bothering him in his lungs. However he managed to keep up. "Look! He's over there! Hey!" The messenger looked over at their direction and ran over.

"Hello, little one. Ready to see the list?" he said as he was pulling it out of his bag. "Oh, you brought someone else this time. Is he here for the list?" The boy nodded.

"Name's Sven. Pleasure to meet you." He held his hand out for formality. They shook hands.

"So, what type of challenges are you looking for, Sven?" He asked. The messenger could tell that Sven was a thief and kept his guard up.

"Any speed challenges would be decent." Sven replied. He was annoyed that the messenger was protecting himself. The messenger soon eased up and looked on his list.

"Hmm...ahh, there is this one special one that might be good. The challenger refuse to mention his name. He requested that he challenged any professional thieves in a stealing battle in Pherae. Do you accept?" The messenger looked at him with curiosity. Sven was quickly enlighten to hear such a challenge as that.

"I accept that challenge. I'll be heading to Pherae. Tell him this, Sven has accepted you're challenge." He gave a smirked. He was going to challenge another thief. He immediately walked back to the town and grabbed his stuff. He left without anyone knowing.

[Sven]

Don't reply this is completed. Go see "A United Lycia?" for the Steal Contest.