The path of Destiny: prequel

I've always hated guards. When they patrol around the city, watching your every step. When they follow your every step into a city, practically breathing down your neck. When you take a midnight stroll, and thinks you want to hear about their "interesting" stories of how they barely escaped a death defying battle, with nothing but an arrow in their knee. Like I haven't heard that a million times, in every single hold! But, most of all, I hate the guards when they catch you when your trying to survive day to day life. I hadn't eaten in three days, the snow from the north was falling fast, I needed something to keep me alive. All I took was a loaf of bread, from the man in the city that thinks he owns everything! If I could have, I would've looted as much as possible, but I'm not like that. I only take what i need, but apparently that was too much for the lousy guy. I knew I should have just drugged his last drink, but I figured he'd be too drunk to notice anything, but luckily for me, his wife hid all his brandy yesterday. And the second he saw me in his house, he hooped and hollered louder than, dare I say, the dragon born himself. Not a considerate bone in his body. Now I've got them escorting me to some jail way out of site, probably some coal mine they want dug up to fill their filthy rich pockets even more. " Walk faster, you disgruntlted pig!" shouted the fat cow that stood behind me, claiming to be a guard. "That's funny", I started, without thinking, " I was about to say the same thing to the milk-drinker in front of me." He didn't like that. He turned around to punch me staight in the jaw, but I was hoping for this. I dove down, just in time for him to miss me, and take out his friend. I quickly charged over and slammed into the other, sprirling us both onto the ground. I got up and bolted for the forest, with both of them coming up behind me. " Get back here, Dekar!", they pathetically puffed, trying to keep up. I was surprised they even remembered my name. Either way, I was faster, but was still weak without having any norishment or energy, and soon would have to stop, or risk killing myself. I dodged trees, diving and swirling through the thick woods, getting distance between myself, and the moving torches from behind. I jumped, rolled, even climbed all across the area, leaving as few tracks as possible. Finally, a long fallen tree, hallowed out enough for me to squeeze in. I dove inside, and quietly covered the entrance with snow. I could barely move, or breath, but didn't budge an inch when the lights moved closer. I could see out of a small hole on the side of the log, and was praying to the divines for mercy. Eventually, the lights faded. My vision blurred a bit, and I laid my head down, to rest with what little time I could. Tomarrow would be a new day, hopefully a brighter one at that. But I would be more than just surprised by what the morning of tomarrow would bring. This is the beginning of discovering who I was really meant to be. Of how I found my destiny.......