This is the story of a young boy, who's life and fate changed forever in an instant

 

Estorn was only a boy of 11, it seemed just like another regular day in Bree. Calm skies with a bright sun and a nice windy breeze. Estorn was doing what he always did, running about from roof to roof like his father told him not to do, ''You'll fall and get hurt, boy!'' the phrase seemed to repeat in his head. But when does he ever listen... 

 

After a day of excitement and play with friends, young Estorn returned to his fathers shop to find it half burnt down, his father slain in main room with a sword in hand, and a dead ruffian next to him. Watchers had already been on the scene and questioning bystanders, taking reports as usual. 

 

Without an idea in the world to do Estorn ran out into the woods and cried until his body eyes felt like a scorched plain, the wounds of despair and loneliness set in. He had no uncles, brothers or sisters to help him. Just me myself and I. And so young Estorns fate was changed forever.