Chapter 1

One day in a little village of Harkelum off the coast of Aligasria (The Empire of Xytillia), a boy about 15 was out in a forest called Parulean, hunting for food so his family could survive the winter. He had two brothers and a mom. His dad had gone missing in the war when Xytillia was trying to take over the kingdom. The boy’s name was Kellach and his two brothers’ names were Gillryn and Allrubiand. Gillryn and Allrubiand were with Kellach on the trip through the mounts. When they crossed the road, a stranger in a black cloak walked up to them. Or maybe it was a dark blue. Whenever the stranger moved the cloak turned a different color.
“Hello there, who might you be?” asked the stranger.
“We could ask you the same question,” stated Allrubiand grumpily.
“Calm down,” said Kellach quietly. Allrubiand wasn’t very happy with the result of the hunt so far. They had split up and hunted together but to no avail.
“Sorry about Allrubiand, we haven’t killed anything,” Gillryn said. The man obviously knew they were hunting from there packs and the bows.
“What? I beg your pardon, what did you young men say?” the man said
“Nothing, we're brothers. I’m Kellach, this is Gillryn and Allrubiand” Kellach said, pointing as he named them. “Who are you?”
“Oh, I’m Ainhelm. If your Kellach, I have a message for you.”
“Really, what is it?” Kellach said. Ainhelm didn’t look like he was about to say anything.
“Ahem,” coughed Allrubiand to attract attention.
“I can’t say in front of those two.”
“Oh, very well, I’ll leave. I guess I’m not important enough to know.” shouted Allrubiand on his way to the camp.
“No! Come back.” Kellach shouted. Than he turned his attention to the stranger, “Whatever you tell me can be heard by these two.”
“It’s very confidential. If the wrong person finds out it can be used to kill you. Are you sure you can trust them?”
“I would trust them with my life”
“That is exactly how much you would have to trust them,” he added in a murmur.
“What did you say?” Gillryn said.
“Alright, let’s get down to business.” said Ainhelm, dodging Gillryn’s question. “The leader of the Varden has sent a message to you.”
The Varden were a rebel group that was constantly fighting against the Empire. A lot of them were mainly people trying to get away from the Empire. Nobody knew were they were hidden, although it was said that the bulk of the army came from an island south of the sea. There leader was said to be very cunning.
“You’re from the Varden?!” they all shouted
“Shhhhh! I don’t like it when the whole land knows of my existence. If there are guards around, I would be in big trouble.”
“You already are,” snorted a deep voice from behind them. “I’m taking you under arrest.” The guard was a very hairy man. He had a sword in one hand and an axe in another. He was about six feet tall and very broad. Ainhelm looked around and saw there were no more guards.
“Try me” Ainhelm said nastily.
The guard rushed him but stopped. He looked down and saw a broad knife protruding from his chest. Then he fell with a thud and a gurgle.
“Now, here is a letter and the gift.” And then Ainhelm vanished into thin air.
“Think it’s safe to open?” Allrubiand asked.
“I don’t know.” Replied Kellach
“Read it!” Gillryn said.
“Okay.”

Dear Kellach,
This egg is a dragon egg. I would like you to care for it.
Guard it with your life. Tell your brothers they are
needed in Silvanas. you will come six months after the
dragon has hatched.
From,
Markain

There is one problem, how are we supposed to break the news to our mom?” asked Gillryn in a sarcastic way.
“I got a plan. Just let me do the talking.” said Kellach slyly.

if you see any mistakes tell me.