The road stretched out far in front and behind Jajar as the sun settled in the western sky . Another day on the road thought Jajar and still I cant see Lasler . Looking around he saw a clearing of to the west and headed for it to camp for the night . With his fire lit and his belly full Jajar settled down to sleep and it was not long before he was dozing fitfully when the air filled with the sounds of wolves , startled awake Jajar sat upright and listened they seemed far off to the west . Just then the sound of hoof beats came faintly to his ear and he strained to hear if it was coming closer but no the sound died out and the silence return to the chilly night ,placing more wood on the fire Jajar fell into a tormented sleep with dreams of WOLVES

Jajar was woken by a soft nikkering sound close by standing swiftly for fear of the nights dreams return he saw a mighty black stallion at the edge of the clearing something seemed odd about the horse and he immediately noticed the blood covered saddle on its back , Gingerly Jajar approached the horse but it gave no sign of flight and look Jajar straight in the eyes it was then that Jajar saw the evil in the soul of this stallion and decide to let it be even though a strong mount was just what he needed.Packing his few items in his backpack Jajar glances once more at the stallion and stayed with his decision to leave it be

The day was long but the track easy and Jajar made good time many travelers passed him by and he stopped often to trade tales of the days past he found out that there had been many deaths on this road at night for wild animals ravage the woods for food and as he guessed he would be counted as food if they had found him.

Thanking the gods for keeping him safe he rounded a bend in the road and there before him was the entrance to the small but famous training town of Lasler,His steps quickened with excitement and was soon in the town proper,nothing was as he expected searching the many shops he found John training young students like himself.

The days passed quickly as Jajar studied and practiced he also did small errands for the town lord and was rewarded with items that had magical powers this was the first he knew of such things and amazed at magic that flowed from the cloak he had been given and the town itself had a power of its own.

With a now inner joy he started to study magic and found with practice he could make a small light that would dance in the palm of his hand and light his way in the many dark places in Lasler.

The days drew into months and Jajar became adept with many magical skills and his power with the sword stunned many who watched him train,Jajar Knew it would be soon time to leave Lasler and go out into the world but first he had heard of 2 marks that the gods would grant if he could show that he was worthy.

Jajar had heard tales of an old man in the forest that would guide him and tell him about the marks but when he ask the old man the old man said to go find leaves to Jajar it didn't make sense but off he went in search of leaves.

Kicking dirt in front of the armor shop Jajar thought about what the old man had told him and he started talking to the older boys about the leaves they just laugh at Jajar and said if it was easy it would not be a test to see if he was worthy,Jajar thought about this and decided to get these leaves and see what happened.

The first 2 leaves were not to hard to find one in the grave yard and the other in the caverns north of town but the third leaf was hidden in the forest and Jajar knew it was guarded by a dragon there he had heard tales of many who attempted to get the leaf and of how they entered the forest but did not return.

Jajar counted his coin and the gold he had left would buy him a few more things and the torch he bought for the caverns was near all used up he went back to the store and purchase a new torch and some rations as he did not know how deep in the forest the leaf would be and wanted to be ready for almost any event.

With his sword and torch in hand his pack jammed full he entered the forest his heart pounding and his courage at a low ebb slowly he searched passing the old man who smiled and wished him luck.

Following a faint trail Jajar made steady passage into the deep forest and almost as he came to a dead end the woods open before him so he thought this is the gods way of aiding him further in he became confused as to which direction he should take but like a guiding light the trail would become clear again the forest broke into uneven ground and the trail began to rise up the side of a mountain Jajar passed on but as he looked back behind the trail had changed scared now he strode softly not wanting to let any know he was about he entered a small cave and there was a low rumbling sound in the pitch dark lighting his torch Jajar could see no further then the dim light could penetrate stepping lightly now Jajar crept deeper into the cavern just barely visible ahead there was a form but exactly what he could not tell, what to do Jajar thought he wondered for a few minutes but no idea's came to mind.

Screaming like a demon from hell something pounced on Jajar but Jajar was quick to lift his sword and barely counted the first blow the power of which jarred his arm almost making him cry out with pain, blow after blow he dodged or blocked but Jajar knew in his heart this demon was not going to let him live, Jajar fell back against the wall of the cave using it to support him as the blows rained down on his leather armor and he fought back but in vain he knew that if he stayed here he would surely die, pushing off from the wall he flung out his sword in a wide arc hitting the demon and making it jump back, taking the small brake from the onslaut Jajar ran deeper into the cavern he ran like death was after him ,which to be honest was after him, he ran headlong into a wall that almost knocked him out laying there breathing heavily he tired to listen and make his heart stop pounding like a drum for he thought the demon would hear him and be on him again but luck had it that the demon did not follow Jajar and slowly he gained his wits and looked around the cave he had run into it was larger now but the low rumbling sound was closer, peering round a bend in the cave Jajar could see a large dragon sleeping in a huge ball in the middle of the cavern, taking this as a omen he slipped passed the dragon into a smaller room there on the floor lay a large pile of gold, knowing dragons this must be his hoard there beside the gold was also a tiny golden leaf Jajar swooped on the leaf with joy he look at the gold but decided luck would not help if the dragon woke and his gold was gone for surely the dragon would track him down and kill him so Jajar left the gold where it lay and took his spell book out and cast the recall spell which he had been taught.