This choice: The Town Militia- He had to work Guard Patrol this Week • Go Back... "Citizen Lucas Willow,
"Your Week of Guard Duty starts the day after you receive this letter. Report to your Section Commander, and bring your weapons and armor. Make sure that they are in working order. Also, make sure you bring your cleaning/repair kit.
"The Mayor."
Lucas gave a sigh as he finished reading. He'd been hoping that the letter had come from some woman that admired him.
He went to his room and got out his battle shovel-ax and crossbow. The shovel-ax was in two parts- the shovel-ax section, which had two ax blades, sharpened pointed shovel head, and a two foot long handle, and was made to split skulls. The other section was the Handle Extention, and it had a two foot length, with a steel D-Handle grip, which could double as a mace in a pinch, and was more than capable of smashing bones. When the two were put together, it could dig through the toughest earth, sand, gravel, and other sediments, the ax blades giving enough purchase for a foot to just force the shovel head through roots, and more. He got out a whetstone and cloth, and began to sharpen the edges on the ax blades and shovel head.
When he was done, he looked at the crossbow. He adjusted the tension on the trigger, so that it wouldn't loose the bolt as easy on him. He then checked on the bow and the string, and made sure they were in working order. He took a look at his battle bolts- they were the basic ones, triangular head, with a wooden shaft, and bird feathers for flights. He also had some wooden training bolts. He sharpened the heads on ten of the battle bolts.
He then took the battle shovel-ax and the crossbow outside, along with a few training bolts. He set up a skull-sized target, drew a triangle representing the area between the eyes and nose, and stepped back thirty pieces. He placed a bolt on the crossbow, and loosed it at the target. It pierced the target through to the flights.
"Not too bad," he said as retrieved the bolt.
He then set up a block of wood, and picked up the shovel-ax section. He swung it in an overhead manner, and got the blade stuck half-way in the block.
"Need to work on that a bit," he muttered, as he freed the blade from the wood.
"You need to work on that a great deal," said a voice of authority.
Lucas turned his head and saw his Section Commander, a  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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