Chapter 1: Viggo Thanatos
Deep in the woods, the General traveled slowly, knowing exactly where he was going. It had been years since he had seen the man he was looking for. But he needed his help.
The General eventually reached a massive campsite deep in the Northern Region of Jasper Park. The tents stretched for as far as he could see, peeking out through even the most distant of trees. People were walking about, minding their own business as the General casually strolled through the camp toward a massive tent made entirely of 늑대 pelts.
The tent was made of many different 늑대 pelts of many different colors. Grey, tan, brown, even a few red ones. On all sides, the tent was covered in pelts. The General pushed aside one of the flaps and ducked his head slightly as he walked inside.
Inside, he saw one 표, 테이블 on each side of the tent, both with papers and maps on them. In the back of the tent, was a large 책상, 데스크 with a chess board set up on it. All the pieces were set up as if in the middle of a game, however, one knight was missing, and was being held in the hand of the mysterious man sitting at the desk.
Behind the man, was a simple wooden frame, made of only a few beams, stretching close to the 상단, 맨 위로 of the tent. Hanging from this frame were two 늑대 skins, one on each side with a 우주 for one 더 많이 in the middle.
The man sitting at the 책상, 데스크 looked to be in his early sixties, but still looked fit and strong for his age. He seemed to have the body of a forty-year-old at least. He had short, dark grey hair and also sported a short, dark grey beard on his chin. He had brown eyes and a claw mark scar on the left side of his face with one of the scars going across his miraculously undamaged eye, and another claw mark scar running across the right side of his neck. He wore a vest made entirely of 늑대 모피 and a black T-shirt underneath. The vest slightly bulged out from his sides due to the various knives he kept in its many pockets.
On his forearms, he wore leather arm bracers that were also covered in 늑대 fur. On his back, was a sword. The sheath it was carried in was small, only covering the 상단, 맨 위로 half of the sword and was in the shape of a 늑대 head. The sheath was held in place 의해 a strap of leather running diagonally over his shoulder and across his chest. Around his waist, was a 벨트 to which a simple pistol was strapped.
The man didn’t look up when the General entered but continued looking at the chess piece he was holding in his hand, although it was clear he was aware of the General’s presence. Then the man spoke.
“They say there are two ways to be fooled,” he said. “One is to believe what isn’t true. The other is to refuse to believe what is.”
He looked over at the General, who stood in silence, listening to the man talk.
“Chess,” the man continued, standing up from his chair and walking around the 책상, 데스크 toward one of the lamps hanging from the 상단, 맨 위로 of the tent.
“I began playing with my grandfather when I was just a boy. I could never understand how he bested me time and time again. For years, I believed his skill transcended mine. I believed what wasn’t true. But 당신 see, in chess, as in life, the line between good and evil is often unclear.”
He tapped the chess piece against the lamp, causing it to 그네, 스윙 back and forth. He then held the piece in front of the swinging lamp and continued to speak as the light moved back and forth across the piece, from one side to the other.
“Black and white can become grey so easily. What one soul considers evil, another may consider righteous.”
The man returned to his 책상, 데스크 and after placing the piece back on the board, he knocked it over with another.
“The one who fails to see this is found to be the fool.”
He finally acknowledged the General and walked over to him.
“Hello, old friend,” the man said as the two embraced each other in a friendly hug.
The man then looked at his friend’s face.
“You look stressed, Robert,” he said.
“The Crimson Pack has failed to capture the red wolf, Viggo,” Robert replied, “and they’ve faced stiff opposition from-“
“The Western Pack, I know,” Viggo said, sounding a bit irritated. “Did I not warn 당신 about them? I assumed 당신 would warn the Crimson Pack of them as well, but I guess I assumed wrong.”
The two stood in silence as Robert waited for Viggo to say something more.
“Well?” Viggo asked.
“Well, what?”
“Well I imagine 당신 didn’t come all the way out here because 당신 just wanted to have a friendly chat,” Viggo said. “You need my help, don’t you?”
“Fine,” Robert said. “Yes, I do need your help.”
“Alright then,” Viggo continued. “I will give 당신 the chance to redeem yourself and prove to me 당신 can handle this. Now, what’s your plan to take out the Western Pack.”
“I was hoping you’d say that,” Robert replied, smiling.
Deep in the woods, the General traveled slowly, knowing exactly where he was going. It had been years since he had seen the man he was looking for. But he needed his help.
The General eventually reached a massive campsite deep in the Northern Region of Jasper Park. The tents stretched for as far as he could see, peeking out through even the most distant of trees. People were walking about, minding their own business as the General casually strolled through the camp toward a massive tent made entirely of 늑대 pelts.
The tent was made of many different 늑대 pelts of many different colors. Grey, tan, brown, even a few red ones. On all sides, the tent was covered in pelts. The General pushed aside one of the flaps and ducked his head slightly as he walked inside.
Inside, he saw one 표, 테이블 on each side of the tent, both with papers and maps on them. In the back of the tent, was a large 책상, 데스크 with a chess board set up on it. All the pieces were set up as if in the middle of a game, however, one knight was missing, and was being held in the hand of the mysterious man sitting at the desk.
Behind the man, was a simple wooden frame, made of only a few beams, stretching close to the 상단, 맨 위로 of the tent. Hanging from this frame were two 늑대 skins, one on each side with a 우주 for one 더 많이 in the middle.
The man sitting at the 책상, 데스크 looked to be in his early sixties, but still looked fit and strong for his age. He seemed to have the body of a forty-year-old at least. He had short, dark grey hair and also sported a short, dark grey beard on his chin. He had brown eyes and a claw mark scar on the left side of his face with one of the scars going across his miraculously undamaged eye, and another claw mark scar running across the right side of his neck. He wore a vest made entirely of 늑대 모피 and a black T-shirt underneath. The vest slightly bulged out from his sides due to the various knives he kept in its many pockets.
On his forearms, he wore leather arm bracers that were also covered in 늑대 fur. On his back, was a sword. The sheath it was carried in was small, only covering the 상단, 맨 위로 half of the sword and was in the shape of a 늑대 head. The sheath was held in place 의해 a strap of leather running diagonally over his shoulder and across his chest. Around his waist, was a 벨트 to which a simple pistol was strapped.
The man didn’t look up when the General entered but continued looking at the chess piece he was holding in his hand, although it was clear he was aware of the General’s presence. Then the man spoke.
“They say there are two ways to be fooled,” he said. “One is to believe what isn’t true. The other is to refuse to believe what is.”
He looked over at the General, who stood in silence, listening to the man talk.
“Chess,” the man continued, standing up from his chair and walking around the 책상, 데스크 toward one of the lamps hanging from the 상단, 맨 위로 of the tent.
“I began playing with my grandfather when I was just a boy. I could never understand how he bested me time and time again. For years, I believed his skill transcended mine. I believed what wasn’t true. But 당신 see, in chess, as in life, the line between good and evil is often unclear.”
He tapped the chess piece against the lamp, causing it to 그네, 스윙 back and forth. He then held the piece in front of the swinging lamp and continued to speak as the light moved back and forth across the piece, from one side to the other.
“Black and white can become grey so easily. What one soul considers evil, another may consider righteous.”
The man returned to his 책상, 데스크 and after placing the piece back on the board, he knocked it over with another.
“The one who fails to see this is found to be the fool.”
He finally acknowledged the General and walked over to him.
“Hello, old friend,” the man said as the two embraced each other in a friendly hug.
The man then looked at his friend’s face.
“You look stressed, Robert,” he said.
“The Crimson Pack has failed to capture the red wolf, Viggo,” Robert replied, “and they’ve faced stiff opposition from-“
“The Western Pack, I know,” Viggo said, sounding a bit irritated. “Did I not warn 당신 about them? I assumed 당신 would warn the Crimson Pack of them as well, but I guess I assumed wrong.”
The two stood in silence as Robert waited for Viggo to say something more.
“Well?” Viggo asked.
“Well, what?”
“Well I imagine 당신 didn’t come all the way out here because 당신 just wanted to have a friendly chat,” Viggo said. “You need my help, don’t you?”
“Fine,” Robert said. “Yes, I do need your help.”
“Alright then,” Viggo continued. “I will give 당신 the chance to redeem yourself and prove to me 당신 can handle this. Now, what’s your plan to take out the Western Pack.”
“I was hoping you’d say that,” Robert replied, smiling.
