A mercenary's story: Part III If you missed, here is the previous parts:  A mercenary's story: Part I A mercenary's story: Part II     We left the young boy's story, when he entered the local prison, after he was captured after stealing. The guard escorted him in to the barracks courtyard, where another guard escorted him onward. The door opened, the darkness, the scent frightened the boy, but the guard tossed him inside, and down the stairs. - Move on! - shouted to him the jailer. - If you were brave enough to steal, don't be afraid from the dark...   The door was locked, and Conrad was locked up, with other criminals. Thiefs, svindlers, murderers, all of them was locked away in this prison, until the sheriff came to town, to judge the criminals of the town. Conrad was never so afraid like now. He wished he wouldn't left his home. He missed the good old memories, when he played and made pranks, with his friends. Fortunately the others didn't bothered him, they took only the food from him, he was starving for days. The days passed slowly, but the final day draw near. Conrad almost lost hope, he was thinking, when he some way gets out of here, he will find the nearest churche, and sign up to be cleric, or a priest.   It was the last day befor judgement. The others tired to catch the rat, to have a little fun, Conrad was sitting next to the iron bars. Suddenly the upper door opened and footsteps can be heard. The jailer was also surprised he didn't expect for anyone. He readied his weapon, and waited for the mysterious visitor. Could be he the sheriff, or some one else, who can redeem the boy and the others? To be continued...