Board Thread:World Map/@comment-24937485-20161129063822/@comment-25687356-20161201185936

Listen & Read

|KF|- Keldran paid no mind to the screech or roar, if he was really in any danger Saphira or the old man would easily warn him since they were sitting parallel to him. The story of the first son of Agnis who gave his life for the greater good. Every 100 years a hero is born to take his place. Could I really be that? Me? I’m just a kid who wanted to be a cool shinobi now everyone is possibly regarding me as the savior from the darkness and the pillar of light needed to cast away the shadows. It was a lot to take in, Keldran was only 16 but he felt 30 most times. To end it off made it even worse. “If you really are the true son, that can only mean dark times are to come.” Keldran wanted to just fall back and hit the ground and self-implode but his outside exterior kept calm and took in all the information and stored it for safe keeping.

When he was eating into the raw rack to be honest Keldran didn’t notice it was raw until the old geezer mentioned the dragon was awakening in him more and more. He stopped chewing and spoke, “Wait wouldn’t this make normal people sick? Even you are cooking it.” Saphira from the corner would speak, “Normally only animals can eat raw meat. Looks like the power of the dragon has affected your organs as well. “Keldran listened to what she said and it honestly made sense now. He was picky years ago, but now he was eating raw meat of an animal he didn’t even know existed to be honest.

But even if the good times could roll it also turned serious, he mentioned things about the deaths around him, and then he proceeded to read him like a book. Exposing how he really felt almost perfectly with barely knowing anything about him. It was amazing the people he met along the journey even if they weren’t always around to see him to the end. Keldran finished the first rack and wiped the blood from his mouth with his right hand and spoke. “Thank you, all of your advice and offerings for help are appreciated and humbling. Maybe one day I can return the favor” When the man offered him the second COOKED rack he happily took it and began to tear into it.

He spoke of supplies, staying to train and being welcome no matter what. The man was far too kind but the real question itching Keldran’s mind was why did he abandon the real world for this place. Or was this the world he was born into? He wasn’t sure but now wasn’t the time for social hour. He quickly demolished the second rack and was completely stuffed which lead to having a strong itis. “I shall depart tomorrow, as for supplies keep them for others less fortunate than me. I have a months’ worth in a scroll of mine. As for training, maybe one day I’ll come back or I’ll invite you to my world. But I’m going to catch some shut eye now that I’m too full to function.” He stood and bowed to both of them before trotting off back inside and before he reached the body he face planted onto the ground and fell into a deep sleep. - |KF|