Catch the rider!

More than eight years have passed since Jamestwon Fortress fell into the hands of Lady Ycan. The situation in all the villages remains the same. Many have changed.

In sad and cold day, like all legends no one is born a legend, if they do not become one by living their own history, even if they are outlaws or fugitives.

Trac... trac... clack... the white horse's hooves sounded as they crashed against the arid desert ground. Raising a serene breeze of sand. The silver weapon gleamed in the dawn, reflecting superiority. With the seal that distinguished him the edge of his sword gleamed at his waist.

He wore two rings on his hand, making it known that he had power in strength.

He had a reputation for being a loner, even becoming a legend among the villages. All the villages were afraid of meeting the Lone Rider. No one knew where he had come from, few claimed that he was a ghost who lurked for revenge while waiting for the death of his beloved; also that he helped the innocent.

Others said that it had arisen because of the dark arts to such an extent by the devil himself. However, almost everyone speculated that he was a horseman who had made a deal with the devil in exchange for his power.

But everyone agreed that he was someone who moved like a ghost or a specter, never staying two nights in the same place. He attacked his enemies or those who became his enemies. He always left traces of his actions. Sometimes, rich men sought him out to pay him, as he was a mercenary of great value to the point of being sought after in five nations.

His head was valued at a great amount of money.

Many said that they had heard his voice and that it was loud as lightning, instilling fear in every word. Some said that voices could be heard around him, but they never saw him accompanied. He kept his face covered, even in the dark.

No one knew where his next destination would be, nor who his target would be.

No one knew his true face, but his brown eyes instilled more than fear, perseverance. Until one night before, when he was staying at Cowerdon, Lady Ycan, who had heard of his fame, came with her men to offer him a deal at any cost.

Lady Ycan took a seat opposite the bartender. She asked as she sipped a glass of water.

─She looked for the Lone Rider Where can I find him? According to my contacts, the rider just arrived in this town.

─It is located at the bottom. Be careful, always use your loaded gun.

The bartender pointed to the corner of the tavern where the lone rider stood with a glass of water. With his hat he covered his face as he drank the water.

─Well as you say, I guess you don't know who I am but I didn't come for that reason.

Lady Ycan stood up with her notice of water. She slowly approached the rider and asked.

─Can I sit down and join you with this drink?

The rider replied in a loud voice.

─Sure, I don't see why not, how can I help you. I see that with so many people at your command you don't need my help. Killing someone wouldn't be difficult for you, would it?

Rider commented serenely to finish.

─Of course I don't need your services, but your good reputation has reached me, so I want to offer you to join my men.

Lady Ycan raised her glass and took a drink of water.

─No thank you. I'd love to join you but I work alone.... I see you don't need my services so I kindly ask you to leave my space.

The lone rider with seriousness, stared at her.

─I think you haven't thought it through, but you had your chance to be able to join us, so I will change my position and work with your conditions so that I can have you in my army.

Lady Ycan placed her hands on the table.

─I think you're the one who didn't understand, I don't want to... work for you, I've never been able to work as a team.

The rider leaned back and covered his face with his hat.

─I see in your brown eyes that you want to follow the wrong path I hope that's not the case?

Ycan smiled and took another drink of water.

─Is that a threat?

The rider straightened up in his seat, and coolly looked at Ycan.

─It's not a threat, it's a warning or you cooperate with his conditions ... ─or you won't get out of this town.

─All right, I understand, I'll work for you, let's talk tomorrow at dawn and I'll tell you my conditions.

The rider tried to persuade Ycan.

─No conditions, you will be escorted to make sure I am not false in your promise.

Lady Ycan raised her hand and ordered her men to guard him.

─I don't care what you plan to do─ commented the rider placing the glass on the table.

The lone rider got up and left, ending the conversation, but this time he wasn't alone, two of Ycan's men followed him to the second floor, Ycan had offered him to belong to the Inferno Group, but he had to escape before dawn.

The silence of the darkness, still lingered in the night. While the two escorts guarded the door, the rider thought about how to flee and when to do it, time was running mercilessly, arriving half an hour before dawn came. "How did he escape? They are still sleeping, I must not wake them." Thought the rider, he looked at the window of his room.

So he decided to flee through the window. He had 20 minutes until the men searched the room on the next round, his horse with his cart standing just outside his window.

The rider lowered all his possessions and his two treasures by mounting everything on the horse. He took his hat and cloak, climbed into the saddle and rode as fast as he could. Time was deciding his death in every second, to stay a second longer would cost him too much.

Everyone sensed that something was happening, one of the lookouts who stayed outside the tavern, saw a rider fleeing like a ghost at full speed.

─! The lone rider is escaping!

The man shouted and shot the rider, piercing the cape. It was a few yards until he managed to escape the town, the howling night set into a full moon, illuminating all who stood there.

─Mount your horses, I want him dead! ─Ycan said mounting his horse to chase after her. Each trotting horse sounded like a merciless storm. The rider rode faster than he could, but his pursuers were also advancing with everything. They ran until the moonbeams ceased to bathe the lands to bid farewell welcoming the warmer day.

"I must not let them catch me" thought the rider in despair.

─Come on, come on, don't fail me─ commanded the rider to his horse who was riding with everything. But the horse began to fail him, increasing the chances of a confrontation.

Ycan and his men caught up with him, blocking his path. The wagon stopped, the rider boldly descended.