When we last left The Hero, he was standing at the side of the road watching the flames of his family’s farm go up in, well, flames.
A single tear runs down his cheek, because a single tear is much more dramatic than a flood. He remembers all the happy times he had with his Grandfather and is, rightly, angry that this happened on one of the few days he was gone. But this was only due to the author’s penchant for dramatic storytelling, it’s not really his fault.
The Hero shouldn’t stand there for too long though, because it will turn out that his Grandfather isn’t quite dead yet. You can’t have dramatic last words to bestow a noble quest on The Hero if you’re already dead.
So The Hero decides, against all logic, that there’s probably something worth saving in the farm and proceeds to run headlong into a burning building. It’s because he’s brave, not because he’s stupid. Honestly.
Among the smoldering wreckage, wait, I said it’s still on fire? Among the flaming wreckage he fines his Grandfather who is somehow not dead yet. See, I told you he wasn’t dead.
Using all his strength he drags his Grandfather out of the building and collapses on the grass next to it. That is understandable, have you ever tried dragging a dead weight? The old man was clearly too injured to help.
As tradition dictates, he manages this just before the entire roof of the building collapses in on itself. Despite the fact that the building has clearly been on fire for hours and he dove into the mess as soon as he got here, he managed it with seconds to spare.
With no thought for his own injuries, rolling around in pain is very un-heroic, he holds on to his Grandfather with tears in his eyes. But not actually crying, as above, one tear is acceptable, no more.
His Grandfather looked up and with his dying breath, yet again a result of some amazingly dramatic timing from our protagonist, says,
“The Hero! You must avenge me.”
“But, Grandfather!” The Hero says dramatically, “Who could have done this to you?”
It’s important that The Hero talks in this manner. Colloquialisms at not acceptable for a hero to use.
“It was,” the Grandfather stops to cough a bit, The Hero is not the only one with a sense of drama, “The Bad Guy”.
He then dies. Great last words. Good work there, Grandfather.
The Hero looks off into the distance and sheds a silent tear. Still only one, and no wailing, that’s three now! Three tears! He must be seriously upset!
As The Hero looks down at his Grandfather he sees that the old man is clutching something in his hand. It’s definitely something important. Everyone knows that. If you’re dragged out of a burning building and immediately die then whatever you’re holding is both mysterious and important!