Birth of a Legend:
This is not my tale, it is the tale of my best friend and greatest king to ever rule our people the Casse, Arthus, it all started on the day I was only 4 at the time but I remember it as if it were only yesterday. He was born at the shrine of our goddess Andastre not long after he was born a mysterious druid appeared out of the mist of the forest and blessed the child, and told us that he was sent by the gods to unite the tribes of Britain.
That he would stand before the gods and be worthy to bask in there glory and save his people from a coming beast.
Three summers later Arthus had already been able to pick up a sword as I sat there thinking to myself on the hill side I heard the bushes rustling through it came a pack of wolves they surrounded us in the blink of an eye. Next to happen would prove that Arthus was chosen by the gods, a lone wolf approached Arthus and stared him in the eyes face to face amazingly the boy did the same not backing down staring the wolf in the eyes. Both refused to back down both circling one another as if they were looking for an opening suddenly the wolf lunged itself at Arthus, it was this day that he earned his name Arthus the wolf.
This is my first AAR so if you have any tips for me please go ahead, i will up date this every 2 days or sooner as i am busy alot of the time.
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