Acer DeVille
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Chapter 1
"The day I walked up to the top of the cliff, trying to remember where I came from, and met Lady C., and that crazy Red Dragon is the first day I...I remem..." Acer hung his head, and took a deep breath then continued, as he looked at Slash the warrior. "Do you remember when we returned from that first job Rolith sent me on?"
The two had met while Acer was taking care of some problems for Rolith, head of the Pactgonal Knights in Oaklore. The strange thing was he could not remember exactly how he had met Slash, just that Slash was with him when he returned.
Slash answered, "yeah, you thought that Rolith had sent you on a suicide mission, to get rid of you, and that the only reason you made it back is because you ran into me. The whole time I'm telling you just how good of a guy Rolith is. Of course you soon realized that Rolith actually needed your particular set of magical skills" Six the rogue/soulweaver interrupted, "Acer, exactly how did you end up in Oaklore to start with?"
Acer turned white as a ghost and responded, "I-I don't remember. I just woke up one day in Sir Junn's infirmary. I've asked Rolith about it one time, and he said he found me wandering in the forest just outside Oaklore. And that I was wearing some strange clothing, that had metal fasteners that no one has ever seen before, and that is all anyone knows about me."
A familiar voice entered the camp, "As sure as I live, it's Acer DeVille". Acer looked up and put his hand on his forehead, and as he shook his head he said in a sarcastic voice, "Oh no, not Phelix Surestone". Phelix countered "you crazy old coot, what are you doing out in these woods?" "On my way to see the Great, Genuis, Powerful Kensai Greydawn, hopefully he can make me remember. What about you?"
"I'm headed to the in-laws, Jewel has been there for a week, and is ready to come home" Acer laughed and said, "you poor henpecked son-of-a-axe". After a few minutes of swapping good-natured insults, Phelix decided he needed to get going so he could make it before dawn, as he left the camp Acer begun to cluck like a chicken. "I AM NOT HENPECKED" Phelix laughed as he walked off. Acer turned around and asked the others why they did not participate in the conversation. "Well we were not invited", remarked Slash.
The conversation got quiet, and Acer began to think about it, and realized that he could not remember exactly when he had met Six, or Whitehead either. He just woke up one day and they were there, one at a time of course. The really strange thing is that when they all go somewhere together, no one else has ever seen any of the others. They all have their stories about talking to all their friends. But when questioned those people all say they were talking to him, Acer.
Why does everyone accuse him of talking to himself, when he knows that he is talking to one of the other guys?
He had to quit thinking about all this, it was starting to give him a headache. He always got a headache when he thought about this stuff, and he knew that he would not get much sleep tonight. He could not understand why he had nightmares about Slash, Six, and/or Whitehead trying to kill him, trying to take over his body. He hoped that tomorrow he would not run into any trouble, because he was not in the mood for any fighting. Then again, a good fight always put him in a better mood, even if the others always just sat by and let him do everything, then would try to take credit for part of it.
He decided to try to think about some of the good times he's had. Like the time he rounded up all of Rolith's togs, and Alina helped him hide them from Rolith. Or the time, he made Galanoth think that a prehistoric dragon egg was hidden under his house, and the house would have to be demolished to get the egg out. Of course there was all those times that him and Twilly had gotten into "arguments" making people think they were about to get in a fist-fight. Oh all those good times, he began to yawn, and stretch, as his eyelids got very heavy.
After Acer dozed off, Slash, Six, and Whitehead the DragonLord moved off to the side and began to whisper to each other. Six started, "Guys, you know we are going to have to protect him, he is getting more fragile as the weeks go by." Whitehead said, "I know that since I've been in the group he gotten worse. He has started to talk to himself even more than usual. He told me last week he wished he could remember what had happened to him, before he lost his memory. Then he said, if he couldn't remember, it probably wasn't worth remembering"
Slash jumped in and said, "I don't know what happened before I met him, or where he came from, I doubt that anyone ever will, but I do know that whatever it was really messed him up, why do you think he is so quick to volunteer for these so-called jobs that he takes, these suicide missions. But, you are right if we don't watch him, he's going to do something really dumb one day, so we've got to make sure to talk him out of doing anything really stupid." He paused, then said "When the dreams aren't bothering him, he has such a funny sense of humor, and is so fun to be around."
Much to his surprise and enjoyment Acer actually dreamed about the day Unsyinther hatched. That was probably the happiest day that he could remember. Lady C, had been so much of a help during that critical period, until Uns' could take care of himself. He had waited until Uns' could talk and let him name himself. He loved the meaning of the name "beside man", but really, did he have to pick a Draconic name, especially one that was that hard to pronounce? At least he finally let Acer call him Uns' for short. Then the nightmares started....
CHAPTER 2
Acer woke up, looked around and once again the others had left him for some other unknown adventure. He tried to stand up, grabbed his head and sat back down quickly. Why did he always have this pounding in his head in the morning, after, after the dreams? Why couldn’t he remember the dreams? It would solve so many problems and answer so many questions.
He spent the day as any other day, fighting monsters, protecting innocent people, and finding spare gold. Even though he never charged anyone for clearing togs, flying eyeballs, or other creatures from their land, some of the more well to do would insist on paying him some dragon coins. When he had accumulated enough he would go to Falconreach and spend some time in Serenity’s Inn drinking Moglirita’s, or visiting Cysero’s store to buy a new weapon.
After a night in town, he decided to set up camp just outside the walls of town. As he begin to get ready to bed down, he begin to feel an evil presence around him. He grabbed his weapon and begin to look around. After travelling just a few steps outside the camp, he heard footsteps. As he readied himself for a fight, he heard familiar voices, it was Slash, Six and Whitehead. Slash said “Acer you are a man hard to track down”. Whitehead replied, “yeah it’s a good thing I’m such a good tracker.”
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