Timbletin stood up.
He awoke after a good nights sleep.
And,he remembered an previous attack by a rapier who stole his last jobs pay.
Tumbletin was finished.
How was this rapier such a good thief.
What and where is this rapier from,timbletin thought.
If he only knew.
And,he began his journey.
He left the castle.
Timbletin looked about the city.
Timbletin seen villagers working steadily and hard and children play fighting as usual.
Timbletin started walking toward these villagers.
Any answered questions were his leads to finding this rapier.
Timbletin approached a family of three.
The family of three was a mother and a father and a boy no older than a teenager.
The mother and father looked of there thirtees and near the same age.
Excuse me sir and madame.
Yes! May i help you.
Timbletin thought hard for a second or two and then he asked the middle aged man and women if they had seen a middle aged traveler wearing a black robe and carrying a uniquely strapped blade called a rapier?
Can't say i have sir.
Timbletin sighed with anguish.
Timbletin thanked the man and women.
Timbletin continued to question villagers.
He asked young children,shop owners,beggars,swordsman,pirates,cattle raisers and came up empty.
There was no leads on a rapier.
Timbletin had spent the whole day questioning villagers and had camped outside a fisherman shop owned by a traveller temporarily docking with permits to sell his stocks of fish. Aaaarg!
An Old Travellor
Your in my way tin collector!
Timbletin awoke once more to another disturbance of the unusual.
Sorry traveler,timbletin persuaded.
You can't just lie down wherever you want you know?
I know, timbletin replied.
You have been creating quite a scene in this village asking everyone about a black robed rapier who stole some hard earned bang.
Timbleti got out of his bed roll.
Say tin collector i seen a black robed rapier.
You did! Timbletin excited as if all his questioning finally had a lead to where his last jobs tin coins went.
There two types of coin tin collector and tin is a lesser coin than gold coin,but,all has value when you consider your finances.
Timbletin raged. Timbletins face turned red with anger. I did a hard job for that tin and gold is not plentiful like tin is amongst the land anymore.
Right indeed lad,the old traveler agreed and said your rapier took a boat due north probably heading to the canal in the new continent.
New continent,timbletin replied.
Yep new continent the old traveler reassured.
You know tin collector i have a fishery there and my fisher crew would be glad to give you a lift.
Sure timbletin joyed.
All aboard then tin collector the boats waiting your leave.
This is Ralph the fisherman tin collector and he will be taking you to the newlands and since you travel light i charge you nothing,but,you catch your own food and rashion this water can its a gift. Good luck Timbletin.
The open Sea
There were a couple storms.
The winds were calm on good sail days and strong on bad ones.
The fishing boat held together nicely and piloted well by Ralph the fisherman and was impressively well built.
The sail lasted weeks.
Every day timbletin fished with a net and fed himself as requested by the old traveler. He rashioned his water. He awaited the newland arrival. The travel seemed long although the sail was shorter than usual. A voice hailed the deck. Land ho!
And,timbletin was relieved onto land in a tiny village with no name and a small market.
Well be here three days timbletin.
Timbletin nodded as a sign of knowing. Hate to leave ya here so please do hurry.
Timbletin started his search immediately.
Time was now of the journey and was little. And,the rapier was near.
The valley of kusar
Where are we maam?
The villas of kusar eh! Timbletin took in.
The valley not far.
The valley? Timbletin interested.
Im old,but,not that old . Im timbletin maam he replied. I see the old lady replied back and said i am maria. The valley is this way. I show you. Timbletin had followed the lady to the valley. A bristle moved about a bush near a mound and a hill. A dark shadow left a signal to timbletins metal. Freeze rapier. A shadow outran timbletin in the valley. Timbletin out of breath had no chance of thanking the old lady named Maria,but,he had a lead now to catch the rapier.
Timbletin used his tracking skills.
He traced footprints through the newlands witted soils. Each print led timbletin closer to the rapier. The rapier not far from timbletin nosed senses. Timbletin learned tracking skills in his last job catching a wild boar. The boar still alive is with an friend. Needless to say not needed in this journey timbletin continued his hunt. The rapier was cornered. His tin coin returned.