Chain Melody

“My first battle with that bastard didn’t end well at all. My betrothed died on the bridge of her airship and all I could do was throw myself at the Bandit King. That fight didn’t last long at all and I should have been dead by all rights. But that verse I sung for you, that day it went from being sung in jest about me to being sung in awe. It’s my trump card. It was my first verse and the one that transformed me into a Hero and one that would never die.” “Who found you?” Varen’s question was one of honest curiosity and the hint of sympathy in his voice brought a certain joy to Kyte’s smile. “Professor Plume Beaks. He’s a scientist of sorts that I’m certain would make even the infamous Sycamore of the Junk Birds blush. That bastard watched the entire exchange and only came down from his airship to see if I had truly been felled. I remember it clearly, the way he stood over what should have been my remains, my spirit holding on only by me shear rage at that bastard Roc for w...

“I’ve heard you were crazy but I never thought you’d take on this job.” “Oh~ is that a challenge I hear.” In the bar carved right into the cliff side Kyte flashed the man whom he spoke with a smile. Downing a full tankard of ale before continuing Kyte smashed the empty tankard on the table and replaced it in his hand with the photograph that had been lying on the table. Looking at the picture Kyte smiled wider. “I happen to like a challenge my good man. The bigger the better.” “But this is–” “A troublesome bastard right?” “That’s–” “Putting it lightly? I get that but what isn’t light is that if we can’t start mining the Stormroots things will start to get bad for us. This bastard is preventing that from happening and I hear the Soarmont Adventurer Company isn’t willing to help since they use those old ruins as a training ground of sorts and don’t want to have to give them up. Well, they may be a lot of cowards but that’s why you came to me isn’t it.” “Still…” “N...