- The location.
- The two main characters (the boy and the traveler)
I want to know of any repetitive words, bad descriptions, or if I'm hurrying the story too much.
The Traveler
Nestled between the large hills and the Sid river, was the town of Sid's Landing. It was a rather small town, of no distinction. It was nothing more than a couple of streets, surrounded by some houses and farms. Neither rich, nor famous, Sid's Landing was a very quiet town. The inn was the only real commodity that was useful for outsiders; the adjoining bar was used more frequently than the rooms. The other services were used more frequently by the inhabitants of the town. The locals themselves were usually descendants of one the founding families. There were several other families that came later on, but they are less vocal.
One of the lesser families was that of the Raines family. While the average situation in the town was poor, the Raines family situation was dire. Mr. Raines was constantly in debt, which he constantly attempted to drink his way out of, but to no avail. Mrs. Raines worked as a wash woman; she washed sheets for the inn, when it had business. Her son, Alistair, was an only child. Had he been born to more attentive parents, he would most certainly have put his great mind to better purposes. Instead, he had put his great mind to a more sinister use.
It had happened quite accidentally. He went into the bar to bring his father back home. Before he could leave with him though, the bartender insisted he get paid. In a flash, Alistair’s hand went into his father’s pocket, and withdrew his coin purse. He paid the bartender. This had happened so quickly and come so easily to Alistair that he tried it multiple times, mostly on his father, with the same result. At age 12, he had become the town pickpocket.
Now, at age 14, he was a master. He didn’t rob from the other families, but instead he preyed on the occasional passerby. His activities went undiscovered for quite a long time, but not without near misses. He was careful to hide his ill-gotten loot; his parents would surely waste it.
Now, he looked at his latest target: A large pack mule, which was loaded with large sacks. The round imprints suggested the presence of coins. He couldn’t possibly carry one of these sacks, so he decided to attempt to open them and see if he could snatch a coin. He opened the bag easily and picked out a gold coin. His triumphant smile vanished in an instant as he felt himself being grabbed from behind suddenly.
Alistair couldn’t do anything. Something had him by the neck. The grip was very powerful, bordering on strangulation. The hand felt very unusual. It was smooth like a nail, not rough like most hands. Only the palms felt rough, but where normal hands were rough, these felt very bumpy. The hands were also very large, too large for even a big man. What man would have this sort of grip? He decided at that moment that he didn’t want to know. Conversely, the traveler wanted to know who had been stealing his possessions.
Both had conflicting wants, but the traveler had Alistair by the throat. With a quick movement, the traveler turned the boy around to have a look at him. Alistair’s eyes became as wide as saucers. He was looking into the eyes of some monster. It had a beak, like an eagle. It was covered in feathers. It had large ears coming from its head. Wings were folded alongside its body. Its front feet held talons, one of which was grasping his neck. Its back feet held paws, with claws coming out of them. Alistair had never seen a gryphon before, so it was only natural that he stared at the gryphon with a look of pure fear.
For the gryphon’s part, he was also surprised. He had expected the pickpocket to be young, but this young! The gryphon now began to set the wheels in motion. He started by calling to the bartender. He, in turn, told his patrons that the bar was closed until the Sheriff was located. This lead to a hurried search as the men inside scoured the town. Upon finding the Sheriff, they reported the situation to him. In turn, the Sheriff dispatched the men to find the boy’s parents. So it was that the Sheriff and Alistair’s parents ended up in front of the inn.
This is the end of Chapter One. Thank you in advance for any advice.
