fighters of fate" I said to them as a name for what we were. since we needed a title I figured it would be a good one since they say that ygdrassil was the prophesy that the world would begin a new I thought we would be changing fate into our favor and making sure that everyone lived we would fight to change the fate of all of us. my father dragged me inside the tavern taking me to the room down the hall to the left, the first door and he laid me on the bed and he started to wrap up my wounds as I slept on the bed in a deep sleep thankfully the sleeping was keeping me from coughing so for the moment I was quiet as my mother and sister started opening kegs of beer and ale sending it around to everyone. my sister went to them "you guys get the hero's table!" she said pointing to the large table that might as well have looked like the round table for knights in the south. although this table had the seal of poison representing this side of the world