PROLOGUE
"H-He is awake! Come over, quickly! Mah! Pah! He is awake!" says a young boy...a young boy? Where am I?
"You- You've been asleep for so long, we thought you were dead!" says a woman, the mother?
"The Stranger..." says a man, the father? "Stranger, are you all right? We were scared stiff! We owe you, you know!"
"Owe me...where am I?"
"My home, Stranger, in Merlinbrad. You must remember...don't you? That you came here half dead? It's all we could've done..."
"Merlinbrad...and of the werewolves...the man in the house below the green hill...that corpse...it...My arm!"
The family is quiet. The boy speaks "They say...Stranger...that you rid of them..."
"Jarmund, the boy, speaks true. You know, they say you rode a real unicorn! You mean...you don't remember?" says the father
"Let him rest...He is shook" says the mother "He is just a man, after all..."
"How long? How long have I slept?"
"Three months, sir"
"Then...Then the outernical horde! The barbarians from the northern frontier!" the man tries to interject but is stopped "Damn all this! All of it is doomed! Three months? I have seen them..." The man has a worried look on his face:
"It is true, Stranger, that they have come...Aye, and I must tell you...The king's realms are all...all but lost! That is why we thought you could help us! You must...no one sane comes here to this town...and they say that even Modoc has fallen to that horde! But you? They say you survived it! That the judges searched for you but you couldn't be found! Aye, we hid you here!"
What is even going on outside?
"Merlinbrad is under their control...but they don't know you exist! You must kill Torn-gut! The beast..." the woman shushes the man.
"We have your shield...and upon the crest of the unicorn...we have fashioned a spike...Bring the head of that beast to us! Free us!" says the woman