The Bounty.

After a wild and chaotic night, nearly all of invited guests, left the city the next morning. Few decided to stay for a while, but for most things were about to much more tougher from here on out. 

The rising sunlight did not bring anyone more comfort, the city that turned into active site of planning and alias, for what was to come.

Noises of horses and men were in Arya's ears, there was a lot of chaos that he could not hear. He saw many troops depart from the city, while the festivities were given a pause. Barrels of wine, and food were already being sent to the store houses. And guards were already announcing new recruitment for soldiers and wizard training. 

"Take this, and check if I am missing from the list in my bags. After that bring them to the stables, I need to leave as soon as possible." Arya gave the list of things he wanted to carry to his slave dwarf, Alaos. He was short, brown bearded like most of them, but he surprisingly athletic and smart for his race.

Arya used to his key remove the chains, that were binding him from neck to leg all over the body, and the dwarf ran to his ordered work. "Also, go to Dia Mantha after doing this. She will be your next owner from now. I am keeping the key for your chains right beside them." Arya shouted at the running Alaos. 

"As you order my lord." came back the answer. 

Arya placed the key beside the opened chains, and began to climb down the stairs. To the mess room, during he way down he glimpsed at the city through the windows, the sun was shinning bright on the 5 sectors of the city. The city he would soon rule. 

"My matter of principle, if the king does not have a male heir for any reason, the bridegroom of the his daughter shall be named the king of the country." 

It was stated in the 'Rules of the Court' book, in the library. If he was successful, be would win his lady love and moreover, he would get throne of the king. Two birds with one stone.

Soon, he reached the mess hall opened the doors. Expectedly it was empty, people did not eat this early, and besides with so much chaos people did not have the time to eat. 

"This the mess of the commons. You are much different from them, I think this where you should have your meal." once a fellow warlord had told him. 

The crossed the long wooden tables and took a plate to get his meal at the table. He took his meal from the pots standing at the tables. He filled his plate and sat at his seat for his meal.

Soon, the doors of the room opened and soldiers began to slowly enter and eat their portion of the meal. The bread today was more crisp and the soup cooked better them most days, it was because of the guests that were invited for yesterday.

Slowly the people began to fill the seats, the mess became crowded and noisy. A cloaked figure came and sat right beside Arya. 

"This evening is quite something different than last night."

The voice made Arya choke on his food, "What are you doing here, Dia?"

There was no response from the person in the cloak, instead the person passed a poster to Arya. The text on the paper went something like:

The quest with a reward of the lifetime-

Find the secret hidden cave among the lands of Uro, the hint behind finding the cave is-

" The one who was different choose to steal something, he shouldn't have. And, when he did destruction came to the world, but it was saved that place where the grave is buried."

Reward- The hand of the one and only Lady Eliza Mathers, the future queen of the nation.

"Bullshit!!!" Arya stood up from his seat with a angry shout, then he came to his senses when everyone was staring at him, and sat down in sorry nod. 

"How can he do this? Why did he make it a bounty hunt? What happens if a some farmer or fisherman find the grave? Does he not care who his daughter will marry?"

The figure ignored all of Arya's questions and began to eat the food on the plate. But then a few words did come out,

"Tch.." Arya left his food on the table and began to walk towards his room. His steps were all angry and frustrated until he reached his room, where Alaos was ready with his packed bags. 

"Master... I was taking these bags to the st-"

With a single punch the dwarf got sent directly into the nearby wall, and the bags fell right on the ground. That was not the end of it all, then Arya kicked in the chest, and began to release all his frustrations. Arya punched Alaos his nose began to bleed, and so did Arya's fists. \

Then, Arya went to grab the chains lying outside the door, 

"Please Master... forgive Alaos, I made a..." before the sentence could end, Arya wrapped the chains around his mouth and began to tighten his grip. Arya's hands blocked any scream before it could come out the poor dwarf's mouth... and then the grip tightened more.

After, everything was done, Arya had killed the only slave he had left. The blood, broken bones were all left on the floor with disfigured dwarf's body. Arya wiped the blood on his body, and picked up his bags to leave for the stables himself. 

When he reached the stable of his horse, there was another cloaked figure standing at the right beside his horse. 

"Why are you here again?"

"Again? I believe this is my first time meeting you." The figure turned around and removed his cloak, "It is pleasant to make your audience, warlord."

"The flame priest? What are you doing here? Shouldn't be in the royal guest chambers?"

"I do not believe in the delicacies that your realm provides me. I was chosen to deliver a message to your people, I have done so. Now, I must leave for some other purpose. "

"And is your purpose, if I may ask?" Arya asked as he began planting his saddle and reins on the horse. 

"To assist humanity in their tasks, of course. The flame gods wants humanity to persist through this harsh time, and it is my duty as their servant to help his word succeed. My god never lies as you see."

"Even then... why me specifically, there are many other people out there that you could accompany."

"You were the first to believe the word of the flame gods, present yourself to task. I choose to follow the people who tend believe in the words of the lord."

"He is quite obsessed about his god, even for a priest." Arya thought to himself.

"Fine, you can come with me. But, remember I will not feed you, or provide your with any sort of protection from enemies once we leave the city gates."

"I do not fear for my life, warlord. I will die when my purpose is fulfilled, just like everyone in the world. I wish to assist you wholeheartedly in this journey with my uttermost effort. "

"Pray that we succeed, or world will already fulfil its purpose."

Saying this, both the flame priest and Arya got on their horses and began their journey to the outer wilds.

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