Dybia was walking along a lonely road on the forest's edge, going to a town in the west for a good fight in a tournament he had heard of, when a man with a sword, wearing a mask and robe, walked into the middle of the road and said "hand over everything you have, or die." Dybia began to chuckle slowly building to a loud laugh, "well aren't we cliché, so you want this to be violent? Let’s hope you can keep up with your words." Dybia said before charging at the man. One hand coming at the man, he swung his sword at Dybia's hand, and inevitably Dybia grabbed the sword and sent a charge to the man's hand. "AH!! What the hell?" he screamed with a look of pain. Stumbling backwards Dybia threw another punch at the man hitting his forearm, breaking it, the man fell to the ground.

"Die!" Dybia yelled as he held the man's head with both hands sending a large charge to his brain killing him almost instantly, "A worthless challenge." Still bored Dybia kept walking, knowing his destination was still a long ways away. Mistakenly he took a wrong turn and continued for twenty more miles. Mile after mile he kept wondering how much longer it would be, until he would finally arrive to the tournament for a real challenge. All he saw though was tree after tree all looking the same. "Pine, Pine, Pine." Dybia said in his head watching the trees go by, "god this is boring, I'm almost missing that pathetic thief." He said to himself. He had just noticed something strange, the road he was on began to look more aged but still well kept, and finally He saw a large building that seemed to be greatly inhabited. "I think I'm just lost now." Dybia said.



OoC: what can I say I'm not the greatest writer but that's about it.