If you ever find yourself gazing into a hole, but never dare enter it because you think of all those creatures who lurk there, you are never the only one, but say if you dared?
Someone has.... have you? Well this is a story of a 'fool' as the villages named him, but was he really? Our story begins a while ago.....

"Hi my name is Alex, Alex Timberworth!" Alex proclaimed as he slammed a peice of paper onto the desk of the jarl, "What is it? and be more careful next time, these tables arnt cheap with you breaking them all the time!" Alex peered out through the window and slowly looking towards the Jarl, "We have a problem, those 'creatures' have been kidnapping the elders!" Alex said with a worried tone in his voice, the Jarl lifted a eye brow and then read the paper. After reading the paper the Jarl looked at Alex with stare that showed that he was worred and then spoke after a awkward silence "Well then, we can't visit those caves now can we?" Alex muttered under his breath "Well I know a guy", Jarl snapped "well why didn't you send him in the first place?!" Alex spoke up "well I didn't think he'd want the job unless you told him!" The Jarl leaned back onto his seat "well then, send him in!"

A few hours later a man entered the Jarls room, he didn't look appealing with scars covering him, "Hello, you sent me?" The Jarl took a moment while scanning this man who came in and later replied "yes, who are you?" the man replied "I am Silver stone" The Jarl looked with a confused face "That's your name" Silver replied "not my real name but you wont get the honour of knowing it, names have great power of a man...." The Jarl handed over the paper and said "Please go out and come back with the elders, I will give you gold for it!" Silver smirked "how much gold?" The Jarl showed him, Silver looked and counted then leaned back "Alright I will do it, he said while walking out pulling out his sword"

Silver walked along a path until the road no longer reached the cave, the cave was nearby you could tell by a foul scent, like non other it was terrible like rotten flesh!
"The cave!" thought silver as he pushed some leaves from his face. There was nothing guarding it.... but he could of sworn there was two tall black things there, he heard a blob...... Silver turned around to see two dark figures with purple eyes staring at him! Silver swung his sword at them, they growled in pain and vanished, silver scanned his surroundings, he caught a glimpse of one and swung his sword and killed him the other ran and silver threw his sword directly at him, cutting through his head!

Silver travelled through the cave, nothing was there, no one was there..... then out of the shadows came the Jarl, his face was corrupted, and clapped his hand "You made quiet a show killing my guards, see how you go with me..." Jarl said smirking and vanished, Silver yelled "What is the meaning of this? killing your own people?!?!" The Jarl said "Well, they are drags really, I really wanted to meet you..... Sadly you are to smart to give me your name, but how about by force? You'd be a good slave for me!" Silver grinned "I take your challenge wimp!" Silver swung is sword around him creating a sheild of pain, cutting the Jarl, the Jarl grunted "Very good!" Silver peered into a door way, he was there, Silver threw his sword at him and the Jarl vanished leaving his mighty sword the pierce the stone wall, Silver glanced at it then behind him, it was the Jarl, standing there with his head tilted and blood dripping from his face, "Well then you are not going to give me your name so, I will leave you here, lost in this cave forever!" The Jarl vanished from the caves with a laugh.

The Story of Silver Stone was passed down for generations to keep the children from running into the caves and dying from the creatures.... But Silver is real, did he ever make it out? well he did, and what happened after that is the real mystery!

THE END