Raj
05-07-2010, 02:50 AM
Hope you like the second part!
This can also be seen at my blog. (http://rajashandheri.wordpress.com)
Raj walked around, and saw a small hill, and an elderly man standing, enjoying the view. He recognized him right away as Duncan, due to his traditional clothes and the sense of authority in his voice.
‘Excuse me, Duncan?’ Raj said, clearing his voice, trying not to sound too childish.
‘Yes?’ Duncan said, turning to look at Raj. Raj handed Duncan the letter from Nao and Duncan read it. At some points he nodded, at some he chuckled, and at some he frowned. When he was done, he folded up the letter and put it in his pocket, then turned his solemn eyes to Raj.
‘Hello Raj. Welcome to Tir Chonaill. I see you use … ‘ he paused, as if he was chuckling. ‘Daggers?’ Raj nodded, but felt rage and embaressment creep over him.
‘I highly believe you will become known, and wanted for quests, so I’ll inform the owls of your name.’ Duncan snapped, and a snowy and eagle owl arrived on his arm as a perch. He nodded at them, and they flew off. Raj was confused at how Duncan told the owls of his name, but shrugged it away.
Raj moved throughout the town, talking to various shopowners and citzens of Tir Chonaill. Raj found the smith, Ferghus, who was the first person not to chuckle or gawk at the use of daggers. He nodded and wished Raj good luck.
As Raj explored the different world, he thought about life, money, his future, and the beauty of the town. The green grass, he thought it would never end! The rolling hills with trees, the clear spring water, the mountains in the distance! He found he loved it all, and never wanted to let go of it. This urge of not letting go made him wonder about other towns …
Hunger had overcome Raj, and luckily, a man dropped a coin. Raj hastily picked it up and went to Caitin, the town grocer. Caitin sold him an apple, and with a minute free, she went to sit with Raj in the front of the store.
‘How’s money coming by?’ she asked, seeming truthfully worried.
‘Not well, I’m afraid. I really just, well, don’t get it…’ Raj sighed. ‘I want the daggers badly, oh so badly, but my lack of money is overwhelming me.’
Caitin offered him a hand to pull him off. He accepted. ‘How about I give you a few tips on money?’ Caitin said, friendly.
Raj flashed a grin. ‘That’d be great! I think I’m clueless!’ Caitin chuckled and ushered him inside. She told him about Part-Time Jobs, and making his own money, and he learned and understood quickly. After a few hours of working and earning, Caitin awareded him with his first earned money. He was proud, and put it all in a pouch.
Ranald, the combat school teacher, soon heard of the boy who uses daggers. He called him over to his school, telling the town he could get daggers out of the silly boy’s mind.
‘Raj, is it?’ Ranald asked as Raj shyly approached him. Raj nodded. ‘Daggers are useless.’ Ranald had him try large weapons against some of his students, then went down to dual-wielding. None of it worked. ‘I suppose I have no choice but daggers.’ Raj was put with Ranald’s best student, a Broadsword Dual-Wielder. Raj was off with a complex movement, when shazam, both Broadswords fell out, leaving the student helpless. Ranald gave in, and accepted that Raj used Daggers.
After a week of diligent Part-Time Jobbing, he finally got two daggers. At first use, Raj was surprised with how weak they were. He imagined them more powerful, and decided he would need a blacksmith of more skill to make better daggers.
A month had passed since Raj first arrived in Tir Chonaill. He now got quests on a daily basis, asking for elimination of foxes or continuation of egg harvesting. While sitting in the Town Square, listening to a traveling musician, something was floating from the sky! It was Nao!! Everyone bowed in her presence, but Raj bowed awkwardly, Nao didn’t seem so divine.
‘I have come to give you your test.’ Raj nodded as he unbelted his daggers and was being transported right out of Tir Chonaill, into a nearby forest. Raj was about to belt his daggers, due to the monster taking too long when he heard a roar.
‘Rawr!!’ said a Bear! A real, live bear! Raj slayed it with complex tactics and a lot of luck.
‘You’ve … passed.’
‘Yes, I have. What would happen if I didn’t?’
‘You would take it again in oh, 5/10 years’ Raj was shcoked by such a long wait for a test!!:P Nao floated up. It was then Raj realised he could get out of Tir Chonaill!
Raj headed to Dunbarton, land of travelers. There were many jewelers, tailors, smiths, and etc. over there, with a shop. Raj wanted a new pair of clothes, these ones that Nao gave him were getting boring.
I’m sorry for any spelling mistakes, I did this at around midnight.
I’m also sorry if you think it’s too short, this story is based on events, not length.
Thanks for reading!
Comment on how YOU liked it, and your predictions!!
This can also be seen at my blog. (http://rajashandheri.wordpress.com)
Raj walked around, and saw a small hill, and an elderly man standing, enjoying the view. He recognized him right away as Duncan, due to his traditional clothes and the sense of authority in his voice.
‘Excuse me, Duncan?’ Raj said, clearing his voice, trying not to sound too childish.
‘Yes?’ Duncan said, turning to look at Raj. Raj handed Duncan the letter from Nao and Duncan read it. At some points he nodded, at some he chuckled, and at some he frowned. When he was done, he folded up the letter and put it in his pocket, then turned his solemn eyes to Raj.
‘Hello Raj. Welcome to Tir Chonaill. I see you use … ‘ he paused, as if he was chuckling. ‘Daggers?’ Raj nodded, but felt rage and embaressment creep over him.
‘I highly believe you will become known, and wanted for quests, so I’ll inform the owls of your name.’ Duncan snapped, and a snowy and eagle owl arrived on his arm as a perch. He nodded at them, and they flew off. Raj was confused at how Duncan told the owls of his name, but shrugged it away.
Raj moved throughout the town, talking to various shopowners and citzens of Tir Chonaill. Raj found the smith, Ferghus, who was the first person not to chuckle or gawk at the use of daggers. He nodded and wished Raj good luck.
As Raj explored the different world, he thought about life, money, his future, and the beauty of the town. The green grass, he thought it would never end! The rolling hills with trees, the clear spring water, the mountains in the distance! He found he loved it all, and never wanted to let go of it. This urge of not letting go made him wonder about other towns …
Hunger had overcome Raj, and luckily, a man dropped a coin. Raj hastily picked it up and went to Caitin, the town grocer. Caitin sold him an apple, and with a minute free, she went to sit with Raj in the front of the store.
‘How’s money coming by?’ she asked, seeming truthfully worried.
‘Not well, I’m afraid. I really just, well, don’t get it…’ Raj sighed. ‘I want the daggers badly, oh so badly, but my lack of money is overwhelming me.’
Caitin offered him a hand to pull him off. He accepted. ‘How about I give you a few tips on money?’ Caitin said, friendly.
Raj flashed a grin. ‘That’d be great! I think I’m clueless!’ Caitin chuckled and ushered him inside. She told him about Part-Time Jobs, and making his own money, and he learned and understood quickly. After a few hours of working and earning, Caitin awareded him with his first earned money. He was proud, and put it all in a pouch.
Ranald, the combat school teacher, soon heard of the boy who uses daggers. He called him over to his school, telling the town he could get daggers out of the silly boy’s mind.
‘Raj, is it?’ Ranald asked as Raj shyly approached him. Raj nodded. ‘Daggers are useless.’ Ranald had him try large weapons against some of his students, then went down to dual-wielding. None of it worked. ‘I suppose I have no choice but daggers.’ Raj was put with Ranald’s best student, a Broadsword Dual-Wielder. Raj was off with a complex movement, when shazam, both Broadswords fell out, leaving the student helpless. Ranald gave in, and accepted that Raj used Daggers.
After a week of diligent Part-Time Jobbing, he finally got two daggers. At first use, Raj was surprised with how weak they were. He imagined them more powerful, and decided he would need a blacksmith of more skill to make better daggers.
A month had passed since Raj first arrived in Tir Chonaill. He now got quests on a daily basis, asking for elimination of foxes or continuation of egg harvesting. While sitting in the Town Square, listening to a traveling musician, something was floating from the sky! It was Nao!! Everyone bowed in her presence, but Raj bowed awkwardly, Nao didn’t seem so divine.
‘I have come to give you your test.’ Raj nodded as he unbelted his daggers and was being transported right out of Tir Chonaill, into a nearby forest. Raj was about to belt his daggers, due to the monster taking too long when he heard a roar.
‘Rawr!!’ said a Bear! A real, live bear! Raj slayed it with complex tactics and a lot of luck.
‘You’ve … passed.’
‘Yes, I have. What would happen if I didn’t?’
‘You would take it again in oh, 5/10 years’ Raj was shcoked by such a long wait for a test!!:P Nao floated up. It was then Raj realised he could get out of Tir Chonaill!
Raj headed to Dunbarton, land of travelers. There were many jewelers, tailors, smiths, and etc. over there, with a shop. Raj wanted a new pair of clothes, these ones that Nao gave him were getting boring.
I’m sorry for any spelling mistakes, I did this at around midnight.
I’m also sorry if you think it’s too short, this story is based on events, not length.
Thanks for reading!
Comment on how YOU liked it, and your predictions!!