Hey, what's up guys, it's the one and only Syndrome here, and today, I'm bringing in something a little different to the table today. You see, lately, I've been having to fight an addiction, and that addiction happens to be related to Dark Souls and seeing how quickly I can beat the game, trying different builds etc. And honestly, it's been interfering with the time I use to write, but as I've been on my Dark Souls kick, I've also been slowing down when it comes to writing, so I think it's high time I do something a little different, and in comes Jaune Arc, Watcher of the Abyss. This is my take on what would happen if Jaune was an Abyss Watcher, or rather, The Abyss Watcher since it's said that the Abyss Watchers combined their souls when they linked the fire, sacrificing their individuality, thus Jaune was born through the linking of the fire, well, that's what I'm rolling with anyway. If you're not big on the Souls scene, well I recommend you sit down and play some, DS3 is a good one to start on if you actually have things to do, but if you want a real challenge, then play the first one and work your way up, but I'm rambling. So, to those souls fans among my small audience, this one's for you. Hope you enjoy. Be sure to play the Abyss Watchers ost while you read this, it makes it a little better. Or play "I had a name" by Alex Roe. I own neither RWBY nor Dark Souls, if I did, then they'd both be garbage. Nor do I own Alex Roe's music, I just admire it from a distance.

When people hear of Farron's Undead Legion, you would usually think of the Abyss Watchers, the heads of the Undead Legion, but what most people don't know is that even though there are multiple heads, there is a shared consciousness, and with enough time, that shared consciousness turned out to be me. Forgive me for not introducing myself, I am the Master of the Wolf's blood, if I had a name before that, then I must have forgotten. I remember when the thought of not knowing who I was gave me conniptions, but no longer does it do such a thing.

Right now, I'm currently sitting in the middle of a room in the Farron Keep, a room which is covered in both blood and bodies, the bodies of my fellow Abyss Watchers, resting, nay, waiting for my next challenger. You see, we Abyss Watchers have a duty, to hold back the Abyss so other people may live, and the Abyss is a very dangerous thing. Now that may sound heroic, but the reality behind that is that I've had to remain vigilant, wait for the Abyss to show itself and once it shows itself, I destroy it. I've had to destroy the Abyss and whatever it infected, and the Abyss had infected full kingdoms. But as Abyss Watchers, we've also had to expose ourselves to the Abyss, and thus, over a stroke of bad luck, us Watchers of the Abyss have been infected by the Abyss, tainted by its darkness. But I have a duty to uphold, we all do, so we continue to fight the Abyss, we continue to fight one another in order to destroy the Abyss.

As for myself, I am also tainted by the Abyss, but I am the Master of the Wolf's blood, I don't have the right to lie down and die, nor do I have the right let the Abyss taint me entirely, so instead, I stand ever so vigilant, and whenever one of my brothers stand and are tainted, I... I strike them down, but we are a collected consciousness, so every time I destroy one of my brothers, I destroy a part of myself, but these are just the sacrifices that I, no, we must make, as Abyss Watchers.

As I sit in the middle of the room resting, I hear one of the bells begin to toll, ah, so one of my brothers have risen, I do hope that they are not so tainted that they are mad, I am still a little winded after all of that. As I look across the room, I see one of my brothers begin to stand, with his weapons in hand and what's this? His eyes, burning brightly with a shade of red, ah, I see, so he is tainted by the Abyss. I push myself off of the ground and ready my weapons, my greatsword as well as my crooked dagger, and perform proper etiquette, legion etiquette, if my brother in arms is to be slain, then I shall kill him so his honor remains intact.

I see the tainted undead respond with the same gesture, but once he drops the gesture, he rushes towards me, I can sense his intent, he wishes to kill me, not surprising in the least. As he gets into range, he lashes out his greatsword and opens up with a heavy overhead swing, and in return, I lean out of the way of the attack and send a slash to the tainted undead's chest with my dagger. I feel the dagger connect to his chest, good, with that I have first blood.

But it would not do for him to just keel over from just one wound, for he is an Abyss Watcher. He tanks through the hit and rolls past me, trying to evade punishment for opening up too early, are we? I spin around quickly, and as I spin I lash out my greatsword, hoping to land a strike. I feel my blade lightly pierce through flesh, hmm, it seems this could be much easier than expected.

I jump back, trying to make a bit of a gap between us. I find myself staring down my fellow abyss watcher, he has a fairly noticeable wound on his chest, so that's where I hit him. I see him drop into a far more defensive stance, very well, if you want to me to attack you, then I shall, for it is my duty. I crouch low to the ground, the tip of my blade touching the cold stone floor. I push my feet off of the ground and send myself towards my enemy, dragging my sword along the floor, leaving a trail of sparks.

As I get close, I slash towards my enemy's leg, trying to keep them immobile. My enemy suddenly dodges to the right and my sword grazes his leg, damn, so close. I see my enemy's blade heading towards me, so I attempt to roll out of the way, but mid-roll, I feel it strike my outer thigh. I grit my in pain, now is not the time to feel pain, now is the time to end this, but I must do so quickly.

Tanking through the strike, I send a downward slash toward my enemy, to which he intercepts it with his blade, so I bring up my dagger and strike him across the chest. He staggers backward in pain, an opportunity! I send a second downward slash towards him once more, but he blocks with his sword once more, but he is now on one knee. I strike him with my crooked dagger once more and he drops his sword, it's over now.

He stumbles back up to his feet, and I strike him once more, across the chest with my dagger, he tanks it but is now barely standing, worry not comrade, you will no longer need to suffer. I grab a hold of his shoulder with my dagger still in hand and drive my greatsword through his chest, and suddenly, the room is silent. He now leans against my sword, so I lean in close and say, "Arise soon if you would, comrade, for it is our duty." And pull out my greatsword, and with that, his undead corpse falls to the ground. Now the blood of my comrade stains my steel, and sadly, this is not the first time I have done it, nor will it be the last.

I let out a sigh and go to take a seat, only to hear another set of footsteps echo throughout the empty room, yet the bells have not tolled, this can't be another Abyss Watcher, no, this is someone else entirely. I quickly turn around and find myself staring at a man(?) in an Elite knight's armor, wielding a straight sword along with a shield, hmm, they must hail from Astora if they wear armor like that. But just as get ready to raise my weapons once more, I see that the knight has a companion, an executioner in full black metallic armor and he carries a halberd, and the only skin I see on him is through the holes of his helmet, only big enough to see through.

Hmm, they may pose a threat, but even so, I must remain vigilant, so I will let them decide how they wish to engage me, that might even buy me some time until one of my comrades may rise from their grave. I see the knight place their hand on the hilt of their blade but does not go to draw it. Instead, they simply take a few steps away from the door and towards me. I narrow my eyes, this has to be some sort of trick, no one would simply approach an Abyss Watcher and not mean to cause harm to me.

For a moment, the room remains as silent as it was before, not a sound to be heard, but it doesn't stay that way for very long, "Oh hello, how do you do? I am Anri of Astora, this is my companion, Horace, a friend of mine." The knight, now confirmed to be a woman, says, she seems far too friendly for the kind of world we live in.

I let my weapons hang by my sides, but I am not at ease, just simply trying to appear relaxed. I nod, "You are... different from the undead I usually deal with, tell me, are you hunting the Lords of Cinder?" I ask, I know they are because there is no doubt in my mind, that these two are those of ash, those who seeketh embers.

I see the knight nod solemnly, "Yes, we are, and unfortunately, you are one of those lords. It's a shame really, you seem like such a nice man. Listen, I know we must do battle, as it is my duty, but before we begin, could you tell us your name? We know that you are an Abyss Watcher, but who are you really?" She asks, that is an excellent question, but one I could never really answer.

For some odd reason, the ground seems to have captured my attention more than the knight and her silent companion, "Ah, but that is a question to which I know not the answer. For years I have thought to myself that same question, and it has thrown my mind into a ceaseless struggle, one that was all for naught. I had a name, one that I could never remember, I had a family, they had faces that I can no longer see in my mind, I had friends, people who I no longer can meet with. I had a name, one that can never be remembered, and now, I am caught in a prison of which I can't escape, one to which that I am not bound by chains, but by duty. So please, if you would, release me from my chains, but know that I will not let you got without a struggle, for I can not sully the name of which I can't remember nor my title as a Lord of Cinder." I say calmly.

These are all things that I've come to terms with, these are all things that I know I will never be able to get back, so I dedicate myself to my duties. I hear the knight chuckle as she draws her blade from her sheath, "Well, that was to be expected of you, Lord of Cinder. After all, no one expects the Lords of Cinder to die without a weapon in hand. But riddle me this, if you could choose a name, what would it be?" She asks, now that is an interesting question, one that I had not been expecting to answer.

I feel a faint hammering feeling in the back of my head, I hear someone screaming although there is no one here other than myself and the undead, I hear a woman screaming a name, "Jaune!". What a peculiar name, never before have I heard that name, nor have I met anyone who had such a name. I doubt it could have been mine, or it could it have? Well, Knight Anri asked me a question, I suppose this name is a good enough answer, "I suppose Jaune would be it. It's simple, yet it draws attention at the same time. Yes, it would do." I say.

I hear Anri hum to themselves, "An odd name, but a name none the less, and now you have a name to call yourself if you win our battle. Consider it a final act of kindness from us if we fall today, although I doubt we will die today. For Horace and I also have a duty, to defeat Aldrich the Devourer." She says, it seems as though she is out for revenge, not looking to accomplish their duty.

I hum to myself in thought, I suppose she did give me a name, well, I suppose I will have to give them something in return, "Well, I thank you for the name that you have given me, but that does not mean that I will keel over and let you kill me. But there is something I can give you, if you defeat me, you may take my sword, you may take my shame, but please, remember my name." I say, quoting a swordswoman of old.

I raise my blade and as a part of proper legion etiquette, I give her an Abyss Watcher's salute. She responds by drawing her blade, and her companion rushes ahead and stands by her side, "Very well, as a Knight of Astora, I shall give you my word to remember such a name, Jaune." She said, I chuckle inwardly, that is the first time someone has called me that, and even if she means to kill me, it still feels strangely good.

And with that said, I crouch low, the tip of my blade barely touching the ground, my eyes narrowed. I new opponents raise their shields, use your shields, but they shall not save you. I dash forward, my blade scraping against the ground as I move forth, and as I get into range, I swing my and it meets their shields. And for the first time in a very long time, I smile, this is sure to be a fine battle!

Who would have thought that this is how I would have died, the only thing keeping me standing is my sword that is stabbed into the ground, I refuse to die on the floor, that would sully my name, even if no one knows it. I cough repeatedly, and out comes blood, I was right, it was a fine battle, worthy of an Abyss Watchers' death. I see the Astoran sheath her blade and walk towards me.

As she gets close to me, she places her armored hand onto my shoulder, "I know this may come off as rude, but taking your death lying down isn't the worst way to go about it." I hear her say calmly, my legs struggle to keep me up, no, I must stand, any other way wouldn't do. I grit my teeth in pain, I can feel my legs screaming curses at me as I make them go through torture.

Instead of giving her an answer, I collapse, not purposely mind you, but because my legs could no longer support my body. I feel as though my lungs are on fire, it's gotten hard to breathe. I take a hold of my dagger that was at my waist and cut off the cloth that was once over my mouth.

It's gotten a little easier to breathe, but that won't change my fate in the slightest, my wounds are far too heavy for even a miracle to fix. I let out a hollow chuckle, "I thank you, Anri, Horace, thou hath given me freedom, I am now free from both the chains of life and duty." I say and let out a cough, spraying blood onto the floor.

Instead of responding to my comment, the Astoran Knight simply takes a seat next to me and places a hand on my back, "Just rest now Jaune, you've fought hard enough to earn your freedom." She says tenderly, she is far too empathetic for this world, although, I think she know's that.

I see the fellow named Horace crouch down next to me and reach into his pack and he pulls out a flask that seems to be made of glass, it's estus, known for its healing properties. He pushes it towards me, trying to have me drink it.

I shake my hand push the estus back towards him, "You are going to need it more than I, for I won't be needing it where I am going." I say, my eyelids begin to feel heavy and I see the world around me fade, no, I still have a question.

I hear him let out a breathy groan, the strong silent type with a heart of gold huh? I let out another chuckle, sounds about right. I feel my eyelids trying to force themselves shut, I must be quick, "Knight Anri, Horace, may I ask one final question?" I ask.

I see the Astoran Knight sitting next to me nod, "By all means Jaune, ask your question." She says kindly, these two are far too precious for this world.

I take off my helm and hand it to her, "Can I be your friend? I don't think I've ever had a friend before, considering that everyone who's ever walked into this room has tried to kill me." I say, I know that this question may have come as a surprise, but to die in a friends arms is something I've dreamt of.

I see Anri look over to Horace, waiting for his response, only for him to shrug indifferently. I shut my eyes waiting to hear a negative response, but instead, I hear the man in executioner armor take a seat to my left. I look over to the Astoran with wide eyes, and instead of saying anything, she simply drapes her left arm around my shoulder.

I feel a lone tear escape my eyes as I shut them, basking in the warmth of my new friends. I feel myself slowly fade from existence, but instead of feeling sorrow, I am glad, glad to have made new friends, even if they were the ones that killed me.

And with my final breath, I leave them with my final words, "Thank you, and don't you dare go hollow on me." I say, and with that, I fade away as the fire does.

Finally, for the first time in all of my years of fighting, I can now rest. It's funny really, after all that fighting, I never thought that someone would actually beat me. It's an odd feeling, but at least I don't have to worry about fighting anymore, at least not for right now.

As I drift through the empty void, I wonder to myself, what would have happened if I had agreed to sit on my throne, could I have stayed with Anri and Horace for a little while longer, could I have helped them on their quest to defeat Aldrich? These are simply questions that are going to plague my mind as I float through the dark abyss.

The Abyss, without the Abyss Watchers, who's going to stop the Abyss? The twin princes showed that they want nothing to do with the throne, and through that, have caused a civil war in Lothric. So, is The Abyss just going to run rampant with no one to keep it in check?

I let out a sigh, I suppose that's not really my problem anymore, but still, I can't help but feel a little worried about The Abyss, it's all I've ever known. I guess that was my way of helping people, fighting the Abyss so no one else had to.

The Abyss was such a hellish thing, tainting men and turning them into abominations of nature, and then after those men were tainted, we had to go and kill those abominations. It was hell.

As I drift through the void, I hear something off in the distance, the sounds of bells tolling. If the bells still toll, then I suppose my job has yet to be done, damn it all, and here I was hoping for some rest, who knows, maybe I can find some new people make friends with them.

Suddenly, my eyes flit open, and I find myself surrounded by an actual forest, I haven't seen one of these since, well, it's been a long time. Although, never have I seen trees with red leaves, not that it isn't beautiful, just odd is all.

I pick myself up off of the ground, my muscles ache as I stand, it's nothing I haven't dealt with before, but that doesn't make it hurt any less. After a bit of stretching, I begin to march, if the bells tolled and they brought me to this place, then there must be signs of the Abyss nearby. Either that or the Abyss has already passed and I have to clean up the mess.

So after marching a short distance, I hear a few bushes around me begin to rustle, either the wildlife is trying to say hello, or the very thing I am hunting has come to me. I draw both my blade and my dagger, waiting for my prey to pounce.

I hear a low growl emanate from the bushes around me, there's more than just one? That will be fine, I've dealt with worse. I drop into a defensive stance, my greatsword leaning against my shoulder and my dagger outstretched.

I see bushes around me rustle once more, and jumps a creature that resembles a wolf, yet it stands on its hind legs. It is covered in black fur, but the one thing that is throwing me off is its red eyes, and the only thing that I know that is painted black when tainted with glowing red eyes are the abominations of the Abyss.

I let out a sigh, it seems my work is never done. Well, no time to worry about that now. I shake my thoughts and focus on my prey, it seems to have very sharp claws for a wolf, how peculiar. I hear this tainted creature let out a howl, and with the howl, emerge more of its kin.

My eyes harden and grip tightens on my weapons, I look around me and all I see are these abominations, there has to be at least thirty or so, had I known there were so many I would've struck first. I take a deep breath, in through the nose, out through the mouth.

Okay, I'm calm, now the only thing that stands in my way are these abominations, so they shall be punished for getting in the way of my freedom. I stretch out my blade and place my dagger over my outstretched arm, performing Legion Etiquette.

In response to my salute, I see one of the wolf-like abominations that stands taller than the rest step forward, it has more armor on its face and body, is it their leader? It stares at me for a moment, before beginning to pace back and forward, never taking its eyes off of me.

I let my blade rest on my shoulder as we begin to circle on another, is this a duel between myself and an abomination? I had not thought that a creature of the Abyss had honor, how strange. Then again, there are a lot of strange things in Lothric, so I can't say that this is the strangest thing I've seen.

After circling one another for what feels like the third time, the beast growls under its breathe, so it's not very patient, that can work to my advantage.

It pounces towards me, its claws stretched out, ready tear me apart, it seems awfully confident. As its claws come close to hitting their mark, I lash out my dagger and strike at its arm, severing it. I thought it would have been a lot more difficult to kill it, I suppose not.

I see the wolf-like crash behind me and clutch at a stump where its arm use to be. I stalk towards my prey, and I think I even see signs of fear in its red eyes. I chuckle as I creep forward, "To think that I was cautious of you, you're nothing to fear in my eyes." I say, it probably doesn't understand me anyway.

But in a last-ditch effort, it howls in pain, and its pack howl in response. So much for being honorable, I quickly make a 180 and drop into a defensive position, and let out a snarl, and here I was thinking that somehow these abominations learned honor, how disappointing.

Four of the abominations rush me at once, each one of them leaping towards me. I narrow my eyes and swing my greatsword, cleaving all four of the abominations in one swing, so they aren't too strong, that's good I suppose.

I let a feral grin come across my face, if I can cleave through the rest of them as easily as I did here, then this should be quick. I dash towards the rest of the pack, my greatsword leaning against my shoulder. Once I get close to the front line that they had set up, I drop to my knees and slide, and as I slide, I strike my dagger into the ground and begin to spin.

As I spin, I stretch out my blade, piercing the flesh of multiple of the wolf-like creature, but instead of stopping with one spin, I pull my dagger out of the ground and place it into a closer spot to myself, repeating the previous attack. As I begin to slow down, I use my remaining momentum to fling myself into the air and perform a downward strike into another abomination.

I look around at the carnage that I caused, there are detached limbs covered in black fur everywhere, there are few abominations left and they seem to be fairly weakened, out of what was a pack of thirty, there now remains only six, including their leader. I let out a low growl and around my sword, sparks little embers begin to rise off of it, and slowly, my blade becomes engulfed in flames. Instead of a challenge, these creatures have been nothing but a nuisance, I shall end this quickly.

I crouch low and dash towards the remaining wolf-like creatures, and with one slash, I cleave two of them in half. But I over-extend and one of the abominations rushes towards me and sends a strike across my chest, that was foolish of me, to charge ahead without a plan.

With the intent to finish me, the wolf-like creature tries to stab at me whilst I lay on the ground. As the claw descends towards me, I roll out of the way and find myself behind the abomination. I shove my sword into its back and it begins to dissipate, since when did the abominations of the Abyss have the ability to dissipate?

I shake my head, now is not the time to be questioning these things. I look over to the last of the Wolf-like creatures, which consists of what used to be their pack leader, and two of its followers. The two followers step in front of their pack leader, well, I can admire their loyalty, but they will die like dogs all the same.

I begin to creep forward, and as I creep forward, I hear the sound of bells tolling nearby, I suppose my duty has no end, even death can't free me from my bonds. But that just means that I will have to eradicate the entirety of the Abyss if I want to gain my freedom, quite the heavy price to pay if you ask me.

As I creep closer to the remaining wolf-like creatures, I see an arrow whizz through the air and strike one of the abominations in the abdomen, causing it to whine and dissipate. I jump in surprise and get into a defensive stance, my eyes flickered from side to side, where is the archer?

I see two more arrows fly through the air and strike the last of the abominations, whoever this marksman is, they're clearly skilled. Why do I always have to deal with one situation after the next? With the abominations dead, I let my weapons hang by my sides, trying to seem calm.

After a short minute, I hear the sound of bushes rustling once more. I look towards the sound and find myself staring at the mysterious marksman. They wear a green cloak with the hood pulled over his head, along with brown pants and boots, a quiver on their back and a shortsword strapped to their hip.

As they step out of the foliage, they give me a wave, "Hello there! Fancy meeting someone in this neck of the woods. Oh, wait, where're my manners? I'm Robyn, a pleasure to meet you." I hear a rather friendly voice say. He seems nice, I suppose.

I nod in response, "I'm Jaune, the pleasure is all mine. I thank you for helping me finish off the last of those abominations." I say, I didn't need his help, but it did make my life easier, so I believe a thank you is in order.

I see a smile come across his face as he pulls down his hood and it becomes easier to see what they actually look like. They have brown hair along with blue eyes and a welcoming smile. "It was no problem, us forest dwellers have to stick together. But what d'ya mean by abominations? Sure their monsters, but abominations is pushing it." I hear, Robyn was it, say. But, they're the Abyss creatures, are they not?

I simply shrug my shoulders, "Those are simply my views of these creatures, their all abominations of nature. Also, do you happen to know where we are? I am foreign to these lands and I got a little lost." I say, that's not entirely untrue, I am not sure as to where I am and I have a feeling that if I told him how I got here, well, things wouldn't turn out well.

I see Robyn quirk a brow, "You mean to tell me that you don't know where we are? Hell, you must live farther out in the boonies than I do, and I live smack dab in the center of the boonies." He said incredulously, what are boonies?

I suppose I should just agree with that statement, "I'm afraid that I don't know where we are, I've just been wandering recently, trying to see if I could find other people." I say, again, not entirely untrue, but I'm not exactly looking for people per se.

I see him tilt his head slightly and scratch the side if his head, "Huh, well what do you know, there are people who can survive out deep wilds. Right, well, we are currently standing in the middle of the Crimson Forest, and I know, it's not the most original name. Just on the outskirts of the forest is a little town that I live in, I can take you there if you like?" He says.

While meeting more people wouldn't be a bad thing, I also have to continue hunting these abominations. Unless… "Are there more people like you in this town, people who fight the abominations?" I ask, if there are more people like myself, then it would be best to combine our efforts.

I see him smirk proudly at the mentioning of more fighters, "Hell yeah there are more of us, there has to be a couple of fighters if we're gonna live on the frontier, although the Grimm have been getting bigger lately." I hear him say, what are Grimm? Are they other creatures that threaten these lands?

I tilt my head slightly in confusion, "What are Grimm, are they also an issue in these lands?" I ask.

I see a look of shock come across Robyn's face, "Y-you don't know what Grimm are? How could you not know what they are, they are single-handedly the most dangerous things in the world?!" He said, could you please calm down, there is no need to yell.

I see him close his eyes and take a deep breathe, "Sorry, it's just well, I thought everyone in the world knew what Grimm are, I guess some people are a little more isolated then I was. Those things you were fighting, those were Beowolfs, creatures of Grimm." He said, a fitting name for a wolf-like abomination, Beowolf.

I nod, I see, so these creatures of Grimm are what plague this land, not the Abyss. Yet, they seem so similar, is there a connection? "Those were the most dangerous things in the world? They were rather simple for me to kill." I say, if those are the most dangerous things in the world, then my victory is assured.

I see him shake his head, "Beowolfs aren't exactly the strongest Grimm, you've got the Ursai, which are giant bears, The Deathstalkers which are giant scorpions that can level a building, and then you've got Nevermore, they're basically giant birds that'll take your head off in a second. There are more, but those are just the main Grimm types." He said, he sounds as though he teaches this kind of thing regularly.

I glare at the ground, why must everything be so difficult? I let out a sigh, "Could you take me to this village, I think I need to rest, if only for a moment." I say, I shall only rest for a day, but after that, I must leave. I have beasts to hunt.

As the words escape my mouth, I hear him chuckle, I don't understand, why is he laughing? "Sure thing kid, follow me." He says as he begins to walk through the forest. Why did he call me a child? I am certainly older than a child.

As we walk through the forest, I can't help but become entranced by forest and all of the colors around me, never before have I seen so much color in one place, it's so beautiful now that I have a chance to properly look at it.

"Hey, try to keep up kid, I want to make it to the village before nightfall!" I hear Robyn say, and with that, I am broken out of my trance. With that, we continue to make our way through the forest.

After a short walk, we finally make our way to the edge of the forest. I feel a hand touch my shoulder, "Well, what are you waiting for kid? Let's get going." He says as he walks through the foliage.

I shake my head and follow suit. As I make my way out of the foliage, I feel the sun's rays blind me, so I raise my arm and cover my eyes. After getting accustomed to the lighting, I find myself standing on a hill, staring at a village with a wooden wall surrounding it. The houses inside the village seem to be made up mostly of wood.

But the village itself isn't what has my attention, but rather what surrounds it. The village itself is sitting near the edge of a cliff, and past that cliff is a large body of water, and ocean perhaps? I divert my attention back to the village and I notice a building sitting at the center of it, one that I am fairly familiar with, a bell tower.

It looks like a decent place to live. I hear Robyn take a deep breathe as we look at the village, "Ah, home sweet home." He says casually, I can't say that I would see myself living here, but that's because I have a duty to uphold. But if I didn't, then I would most likely stay here.

"It seems like a nice place, decent fortifications, a cliff to your backs, and a forest hiding you from the rest of the world, and the view is simply breathtaking," I say, I mean it, it is a beautiful place.

I hear Robyn chuckle lightheartedly, "Yup, but most importantly, the people are nice and friendly, and nice and friendly people keep the Grimm away." He says, how, it's not like they're attracted by negative emotions, that just doesn't seem possible.

"How so? I understand that people being kind is a good thing, but how would that keep the Grimm away?" I ask.

He looks at me with a quirked brow, "You don't know much about the Grimm do you?" I hear him ask. I shake my head, I'm afraid I don't, that's why I asked. I hear him sigh at my answer, "Come on, I'll explain while we walk to the inn." He said as he started walking down the hill, and I quickly follow behind him.

As we make our way to the gates, I hear a man from on top of the wall yell, "Who goes there?" They even have guards, for a village, it seems to be prospering.

I see Robyn smirk as he hears the guard, "You miss me chuckle-nuts?" He yelled back.

"Robyn, is that you? Where the hell have you been for the past few days? You know how Marian gets when you go missing for more than a day!" I hear the guards yell, um, who is this Marian that you speak of?

I hear Robyn mumble under his breath, "Aw hell, how deep in the shitter am I this time?" He mumbled, what is a shitter? So many questions, not enough answers. "Right, well do you mind letting us in? I've got a new-comer with me and he wants a tour of the town."

After a minute, the gate opens, the hinges on the gate give out a creak, they must be old, the hinges I mean. "Alright, but hurry up, you know we can't keep the gates open for too long." I hear the guard say, why can't you keep them open? I thought this village had been made up of warriors?

I hear Robyn sigh, "Come on kid, I'll take you to the inn and show you around town tomorrow because knowing my wife, I might get my ass kicked. Also, when we're in the town, you might want to put your weapons away, people usually don't like having weapons out in the open, it makes them anxious." I hear him say, why would that make people anxious? I shrug my shoulder and sheathe my greatsword on my back and place my dagger on my hip.

We walk through the gate and I am bombarded by a variety of smells and sounds, this is certainly new. As we walk through the town, I see things that I am most certainly not use to seeing, for example, I saw a man who had horns atop his head, I had thought he was a demon of some sort, only to have that be disproven after he had said hello. I honestly feel both foolish and curious, are there people with animalistic features in these lands?

And after following Robyn for a short while, we end up making our way to a two-story wooden building. I feel Robyn put an arm around my shoulder, "Well, come on kid, I've got someone I want you to meet." He said as he ushered me into the building.

As we walk through the building, I instantly notice that there are a lot of tables and chair, with the chairs currently sitting on top of the tables. But that's not the only thing I notice, I also notice that there is a very tall man currently standing behind a wooden counter and is cleaning an empty glass.

I hear the man behind the counter say, "Welcome to the Brown Bear inn, we're closed right now but-" But then he looks up as he speaks, "Holy hell, Robyn, where the hell have you been? Marian has been freaking at for the past few days." He says, again, who is this Marian character?

I hear Robyn chuckle as he walks towards the counter and pulls up a stool, but instead of following, I simply stand by the door, "So I've been told. But enough about that John, I've got someone for you to meet. Hey kid, no need to be shy, get over here." I hear Robyn say.

I let out a sigh as I walk towards the counter. I follow Robyn's example and pull up a stool. I see the man, now known as John, quirk a brow, "Don't tell me you had a bastard?" He says teasingly, I don't understand how he came to that conclusion.

"Who, me?" I hear Robyn ask as he points a finger at himself, they seem like rather good friends.

"Who else could I be talking to, your bastard?" John said, I don't know why, but I'm beginning to get slightly annoyed at the fact that I am being called a bastard.

"Excuse me, but I am nearly certain that Robyn is not my father," I say, and with that, John smirks.

I hear John chuckle from behind the counter, "So he does speak, and here I thought you were a mute kid. I'm John Little, and you?" He said as he outstretched his hand.

I grasp a hold his hand and give it a firm shake, "My name is Jaune, a pleasure to meet you Mister Little." I say as I look up at him, this man has to be at least 7 feet tall. "Although, I believe your name might be a bit of a stretch," I say, for a man whose surname is Little, he's quite tall.

I hear Robyn chuckle as he sits next to me, "Would you look at that, the boy's got a sense of humor. And here I thought you were always angsty." I hear Robyn say, I don't see why he would assume that. I'm not full of angst, just confusion as well as a bit of annoyance that I have to fight another threat, but not angst.

I simply shrug my shoulders, "Of course I have a sense of humor, but enough of that. I heard from Robyn that this was a place where I could rest." I say, I'm not tired in the sense that I'm sleepy, but more along the lines that I don't want to fight anything for at least a few hours.

I see John look to Robyn with an inquisitive look, "Where did you find this kid again?" He asked.

I Robyn shrug, "I found him in the forest, you should've seen him, took on a whole pack of Beowolfs by himself." Robyn said, I don't know if he's impressed by that or just wants to tell the tale.

I see John quirk his brow, "So you see this kid kill a bunch of Grimm in the forest and decide to bring him to my inn?" He asks, I would really appreciate it if you would please stop calling me a child.

I hear Robyn sigh, "Could you just let the kid stay in the inn for tonight, I'll even pay for his room, just give the boy a chance, I'm sure he'll surprise you." He says, he seems to have a lot of faith in me, but why? I don't think I've given him much reason to trust me so much.

I hear John sigh, mimicking Robyn almost perfectly, "Fine, I'll let the kid stay tonight. Jaune, when you wake up, you and I are going to have a chat, is that fine with you?" He asks, I see no reason as for why talking to someone would be a bad thing, so I nod.

With that, he hands me a key and says, "Go up the stair and the first door on the left is yours." With that, I follow his instructions and find the room. I insert the key into the lock and open the door. It's a rather small room, but I am not in a position to complain, this is the first time I've actually been able to rest in a long time.

I climb onto the bed, still wearing all of my armor, and the moment my head hits the pillow, I feel my vision begin to fade. After but a short moment, I am swallowed by the darkness and drift into sleep.

Today has been an interesting day.

Alright, I'm done, it's taken me a few weeks to get this out, but to me, this is like my inner souls fanboy emerged, I had a little too much fun righting it, and instead of writing 5k, like I wanted to, I ended up making it to about 7 and a half thousand words, which is pretty cool. Also, this probably has the best grammar and spelling out all my stories, I got a little too into it and up re-reading it. But yeah, the next chapter of Drunken bastard should be out in the coming weeks, so stay tuned for that, and Time Traveling bastard should be out in about a month, so if you like that story, there you go. Welp, that's all I wanted to say, so uh… yeah, later.