The Fall of The Kingdom of Faerin

The day was dreary and the ground was slightly wet after the previous day's rain as the fall winter settled in on the small village of Taeron. The older villagers were all bringing in the harvest. The younger villagers were busy with house chores. There were a group of teens between the ages of fourteen to eighteen years old gathered in a small circle. In the circle were two dogs fighting for their amusement. The ring leader of the group was wearing a black thin leather jerkin with black leather pants, and black leather boots. The clothes were tattered here or there with rips and tears. His hair was black and pulled back into nordic looking braids with feathers tied into it towards the back sticking up, giving him a native american look to him. He was going around taking bets from the other teens on which dog would survive and how long. "Oi place yer bets here you raggamuffins." he yelled out in an calm demeanor as if this was an everyday thing that he does. As he did so the other teens would place their bets. "Got 5 sil on the mutt with gold fur mate." said Baelo Brakkin, a lad of about fifteen with blonde parted hair, with emerald green eyes, as he handed over 5 silver pieces. "Got 5 sil on the mutt with brown fur mate." said Raeko Geroth, a lad of sixteen with braided red hair and hazel eyes, as he handed over his 5 silver pieces. The rest were making their bets as well. One of them a female of sixteen to seventeen with strawberry blond hair and blue eyes spoke to the one taking the bets. "Where you get yer mutts this time Daemos Faewen?" Emily Bloodtide asked in a quizzical and sarcastic tone. The lad with the feathers in his hair responded in an icy tone. "here or there. Sometimes they just happen to find me, other times I happen to find them." As he said that he thought to himself. "I get strays that happen to just be behind people's fences sometimes." He knows full well not all of them are stray. "But sometimes distant neighbors dogs tend to come up missing." He smirks slightly as he thinks to himself. Emily gives him a dirty look and says. "Be careful you wouldn't want to be caught stealing another man's dog again." she sticks her tongue out at him as she turns around and then heads back to her house which is on the other side of the fence behind the dog fighting arena that was hastily made by Daemos. Daemos rolls his eyes at her and then goes back to collecting bets. The dogs tear into one another, until the brown furred mutt latched his teeth onto the throat of the golden furred one. The golden furred dog yelped one last time before its throat was viciously ripped out and it slumped over dead. Daemos hopped down and went to the winning dog. "Who had their money on the brown mutt?" he asked as he pulled the mutt away from the carcass of it's fallen foe. Raeko yells out in glee. "Oi mate that's 5 sil times 3 that yer owing me." Daemos hands him 15 sil and says. "Well shit mate yer lucky today that the underdog won." He then pays out the other winners of the bets. Baelo walks up and says. "That's bull shit I want me coin back. Ain't no way that mutt should of won." Daemos shots back with a dirty look as he replies. " You know damn well I don't give refunds for any reason mate. Not even to my best mates who are being whiney little bitches." It was at this point that most of the adults where coming back and one of them saw Daemos and told the rest of the adults. Daemos seeing this said out loud. " Shit I gotta go before I get caught again since I'm not technically welcomed in this village. Later Baelo and Raeko see you next...." Before he could finish the sentence a stern looking man of about 5 foot 9 inches, with arms that were muscular from heavy lifting crossed against his chest spoke in a very gruff voice. "Daemos Faewen how are you? Been what 3 days since you last caused some sort of problem?" Daemos winced as he slowly turned around to look at the man. He had dark brown hair and a full beard that came to where his arms were while across his chest. His dark brown eyes seemed to show his discontent for Daemos. Daemos gulped before replying "Oi there Hercul. I should really be going." Daemos tries to walk away slowly. As he does he feels a heavy hand on his shoulder preventing him from moving further. "Yer not going anywhere not without saying hello to the village leader." Hercul said in a very stern voice. Daemos suddenly gets a chill as hercul leads him towards the leader's hut.