The Memory Remains

Reldo was closing his library, looking if somebody was in there, when he closed two figures appeared, they were around the same height, one of them was grey haired and the other one had brown hair.

Reldo proceeded to let them in, nodding in to them as a signal that they could enter, he set up a table and put a 80x80cm marble square in the middle, and dropped a sack full of figurines on top of it.

"Sir," Saluted Reldo "You can take your seat now"

One candle lit the table, the oldest man sat first, his shoulder was decorated with a crown and three button-like stars (like on .), The younger one sat moments after, they set the pieces on the board.

A White Pawn took a step forward, A rival Black Pawn took two steps instead, a White Priest took five diagonal steps, a Black Cavalryman jumped over a fellow soldier and then took one step right.

"Let's make this more enjoyable, I've been thinking about asking about something"

"What would that be?"

"How was the day I was born?"

"Well... If you want to know..."

Rintra 7th, 157 of the Fifth age.

The new year had it's own plans, with a war included.

Lathas had put his eyes over Taverley, his plan was to dominate the industry of Herblore and create super potions for all his warriors to be superior, and to cut off the potion supply to other armies.

An Asgarnian spy was aware of this, and he reported it to his superiors, after analyzing the situation, King Vallence convinced King Roald to help him, since it represented a threat to both of them.

Major Rottham was sent to work as a scout for possible Kandarinian units movilizing to Taverley.

His squadron went as fast as they could to Taverley to warn everyone and making escape plans and refuges in case Lathas attacked that day. But life had other plans for him that day, a messenger pidgeon descended from the sky and posed in the Major's glove. He took off the paper from the leg of the animal and it flew away, he read:

"Dear Gerard.

Your wife will give birth in two hours, eleven minutes and six seconds.

Come back immediately, Lathas is drunk and will not do anything today, but I still cannot predict when he will, it's blurry.

Take care of Jacob!

Aris

P.S.: Don't be afraid if you get some company on the road"

The Major climbed on his horse and took off without explaining anyone where he was going, the Asgarnian soldiers opened the gate for him and he sped up to Varrock.

Suddenly, at the same pace as his horse, a green wolf was running at his side.

"Where did it come from?" Rottham asked himself.

The Major felt security, he felt like nothing wrong was going to happen while that wolf was around.

They finally arrived at the castle, the wolf vanished and the Major entered the hospital.

He was told to wait outside the room, he couldn't sit down, he was worried.

"A-A-Aldie! I-I'm here, th-there is nothing to worry about!" He yelled at the curtains where his wife was giving birth, obviously extremely stressed and worried.

He looked at the ceiling and noted there was a hole on it, the green wolf appeared at the roof and stared at him through the hole.

"AHHH! What the hell! How did it get there?"

He felt all his worries dissipating, he was calming down, he sat, and waited patiently.