The wandering party of many

This is a story i made up and i wanted to share it with everyone.Im making the comic version of it right now you can check it out on my portfolio. Since this story is not Finished i'll post by parts this part may be the a little long tho so sorry and bear with me,i tried very hard to get all my grammer and spelling right (missed some) ok then here goes. Before i forget i have about another part already ready to be posted so it wouldnt be long)

The wondering party of many …

..The sun broke into the gray skies of the lush valley. Two soldiers on horseback rode into the clearing of Dover valley. The morning sun shined at the crests on there armor. The pattern of the warlord but with a slash through the middle, the mark of a traitor. Passing the fields of green corn, the workers watched with curiosity and fear while the strangers continued on the dirt rode to their unknown destination.
The one in blue was the first to speck and break the silence
“are we there YET”
“How would I know…we kinda don’t HAVE a place to go”
The soldier shrugged and continued riding in silence, bored and hungry. It wasn’t too long until they reached a steep hill over looking a small patch of land over populated by tall grass and wildflowers. From that view they could see the tall mountain surrounding Dover valley.
“You know what, I didn’t believed it when the guys back at Vamp village was saying, You know, that Dover valley is like a giant bowl with all these mountains”
“You know what else, I don’t really care cause the map could have told you that days ago”
“Hey seeing is believing my friend“, said the eternal optimist that the soldier in blue was know for. He knows his friend was only being a grouch because they been traveling for 4 days now with no where to rest.
“Hey, Orrick sorry dude it just that I would kill for some food right about now. I didn’t want to burst your bubble. I mean the view is pretty good up here.”
“see Ethan, if you just---”
BANG !!! Their spot had the perfect view to easily find the noise maker. It was a giant ball of what looked like scarp metal. The metal was rotating around a massive bright light. The light only produced by an enchantment. It looked liked planets orbiting a bight crimson star.
“it’s a cursed prison, said Ethan in a whisper, “They used sorcery to bring it “to life“. They go after there target and entrap the victim inside …This country is know for the use of magic. They were the first country to combine the army with magic together you know.”
…Orrick was still staring wide-eyed at the mechanical beast. Then he saw what it was chasing. A young girl running in panic through the tall tangled grass. Even from the hill you can tell she was running at extreme speeds as if the wind was pushing her to go faster. She let out a cry for help. That was all they needed, Orrick and Ethan have spotted the girl and was racing to help her thinking only for her safety and worrying about what she is wanted for later.