CHAPTER 2 PART 1
Dryanna always came to the same tavern. Every day she was able to. She sat in a corner, ordered a cup of mead, and watched the people coming in and out: Merchants, travellers, outlanders from the East and the kingdom of Eterntower, soldiers, or simple citizens. There was always one of them that liked to tell a story for the joy of the rest. They always told stories of war, or love, or legends; anything that came to their minds. But there was always one of them that wanted to tell the story of Darius and, despite the fact that everyone already knew it, they shut and listened. It was at this point when Dryanna used to pay more attention.
Each person used to tell a different story; even if it changed on the middle or the beginning, they all ended in the same stupid epic battle between Darius and Hunter; everyone going incredibly excited when the teller reached the part when they both became ice and fire, and melted with the elements of the earth, starting the begining of