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Chapter 1: Gift of a Sage
"Evan, it's time..." mustered Amezeroth with his stale breath, while at the same time you could hear his bones breaking. He was a tall fellow nearly five foot eight which was quite tall for the Forest people. At that time Evan fell to the floor of the perfectly constructed tree house. The tree was an old Redwood being very tall and just about as old as Amezeroth.
"Grandfather don't speak we may be able to save you!" stressed Evan with his light blue lips. Brushing his deep sky blue hair out of his natural face he was suffering to see his Grandfather so weak and fragile. Evan being a boy of about 14 was rather agile for his age, he could outrun anyone in the village.
"Nothing can stop it Evan, don't worry about me. I need to tell you some things." Amezeroth stopped suddenly to think of how to say it. The sun was beaming through the perfectly square window to his dark gray eyes. He could obviously see Evan was near tears, for his body was trembling with emotion. The chill in his face was always present because of its paleness. Often times people misjudged Evan because of his appearance.
"Evan, I want you to have this." Amezeroth slowly pulled a box from underneath his cherry wood bed. Handing it over to Evan he could tell that he was very frightened mostly because of the sight of his fingers quivering to accept the box. Hurriedly as to not miss a single moment with Amezeroth Evan opened the box. Inside was an ocean blue Star Crystal. Curious without restraint Evan could not hold himself back as to ask,
"Grandfather, what does it do, and where did you get it?!" Nearly yelling, this was perfectly normal for him mostly because like any Forest boy he had never seen such a rare crystal. Only five foot two Evan held the crystal high up to the light. It shined like no other and was beaming with an aura that could be felt miles away.
"I thought you might ask that. This Crystal was past down to me by my father, he used this in the Forest Wars of about 60 years ago. He always told me that it had guided him in his every step as well as his every bow shot." Slowly regaining his breath his started back up saying, "Soon enough I will be no longer and I shall pass away, take my sword from the wall and use it for what it was meant for." The sage often left many things to be discovered by his students as well as his grandson. The purpose for this was of course to instruct them on how to think for themselves. After heeding his word Evan slowly removed the sword and took it out of it's sheath.
"It's beautiful Grandfather." he was struck dumb as he could not take his blue eyes off the sword. It was an exquisite 22 inch Platinum steel double edged moon blade along with original hand carvings on the handle. The wood was a near perfect mahogany that seemed to be unbreakable. Slowly as to be careful and not cut himself he put the sword back in its sheath to attend to his Grandfather.
"Promise me Evan! Promise me that you will uphold our family's name. That you will be diligent and protect those in need!" nearly yelling with whatever voice he had left.
"I. promise." a little uncertain of how he was to do all Amezeroth asked. With that last breath Amezeroth passed away and was no more. His body withered away into free will spirits.
"Grandfather!" Wailed Evan as the tears flooded down his face. It was at these times that you could see Evan's eyes so clearly of a Deep Ocean Blue. You could almost hear the Ocean cry along with him as he wept. Regaining his composure Evan tidied up the room straightening the table and bed sheets.
"Remember... remember me... don't ever forget, think for yourself." Emphasized the free will spirits. "Take my fairy Aries with you, he is strong and full of wisdom, goodbye." With that the spirits departed to leave for a better place.
"Goodbye... grandfather..." he cried trying to keep what composure he had left. Looking for the fairy he found Aries along with a Platinum steel shield.
"Alright Aries, let's go." He said as he climbed down the latter from the tree house to tell the rest of the villagers of the death of the sage. A ceremonial burial was later performed for Amezeroth along with a tribute to his family. The villagers gave Evan the last person remaining in the family, an ocarina that was given to the village by the local hero Link.
"Thank you, it will always remind me of your generosity." He spoke to the villagers as he left back for his home still heart broken. It was dark on his way back, he could only see about two feet in front of his self.
"I'll be expecting twice as much next week!" mumbled a voice in the distance. Evan rushed over sword drawn.
"Stop right there!" he yelled eager to battle.
"Who do you think you are?!" yelled the voice with a farmers accent. He readily drew his own 32 inch long sword and readied his attack.
"My name is Evan Altar, grandson of the great sage Amezeroth Altar!" he yelled with a burning heart. "Leave at once or I will kill you!"
"I'm not going to be threatened by a mere boy, fight me if you dare!" boasted the thief taking a forward slice at Evan. Evan with the agility he had ducked rolled under the thief while turning around only to take his own attack. He quickly strummed his bow and felled and arrow right through the thief's back piercing his heart. The thief had no time to turn around and dropped straight dead to the ground.
"Thank you so very much!" exclaimed the villager. "You've got great skill but it need's some fine tuning. I suggest you apply for the Forest warrior academy, this is where the best of the best train and I do believe that your childhood friend would be there." Evan was eager as ever to meet him and signed up the very next day.
Chapter 1: Gift of a Sage
"Evan, it's time..." mustered Amezeroth with his stale breath, while at the same time you could hear his bones breaking. He was a tall fellow nearly five foot eight which was quite tall for the Forest people. At that time Evan fell to the floor of the perfectly constructed tree house. The tree was an old Redwood being very tall and just about as old as Amezeroth.
"Grandfather don't speak we may be able to save you!" stressed Evan with his light blue lips. Brushing his deep sky blue hair out of his natural face he was suffering to see his Grandfather so weak and fragile. Evan being a boy of about 14 was rather agile for his age, he could outrun anyone in the village.
"Nothing can stop it Evan, don't worry about me. I need to tell you some things." Amezeroth stopped suddenly to think of how to say it. The sun was beaming through the perfectly square window to his dark gray eyes. He could obviously see Evan was near tears, for his body was trembling with emotion. The chill in his face was always present because of its paleness. Often times people misjudged Evan because of his appearance.
"Evan, I want you to have this." Amezeroth slowly pulled a box from underneath his cherry wood bed. Handing it over to Evan he could tell that he was very frightened mostly because of the sight of his fingers quivering to accept the box. Hurriedly as to not miss a single moment with Amezeroth Evan opened the box. Inside was an ocean blue Star Crystal. Curious without restraint Evan could not hold himself back as to ask,
"Grandfather, what does it do, and where did you get it?!" Nearly yelling, this was perfectly normal for him mostly because like any Forest boy he had never seen such a rare crystal. Only five foot two Evan held the crystal high up to the light. It shined like no other and was beaming with an aura that could be felt miles away.
"I thought you might ask that. This Crystal was past down to me by my father, he used this in the Forest Wars of about 60 years ago. He always told me that it had guided him in his every step as well as his every bow shot." Slowly regaining his breath his started back up saying, "Soon enough I will be no longer and I shall pass away, take my sword from the wall and use it for what it was meant for." The sage often left many things to be discovered by his students as well as his grandson. The purpose for this was of course to instruct them on how to think for themselves. After heeding his word Evan slowly removed the sword and took it out of it's sheath.
"It's beautiful Grandfather." he was struck dumb as he could not take his blue eyes off the sword. It was an exquisite 22 inch Platinum steel double edged moon blade along with original hand carvings on the handle. The wood was a near perfect mahogany that seemed to be unbreakable. Slowly as to be careful and not cut himself he put the sword back in its sheath to attend to his Grandfather.
"Promise me Evan! Promise me that you will uphold our family's name. That you will be diligent and protect those in need!" nearly yelling with whatever voice he had left.
"I. promise." a little uncertain of how he was to do all Amezeroth asked. With that last breath Amezeroth passed away and was no more. His body withered away into free will spirits.
"Grandfather!" Wailed Evan as the tears flooded down his face. It was at these times that you could see Evan's eyes so clearly of a Deep Ocean Blue. You could almost hear the Ocean cry along with him as he wept. Regaining his composure Evan tidied up the room straightening the table and bed sheets.
"Remember... remember me... don't ever forget, think for yourself." Emphasized the free will spirits. "Take my fairy Aries with you, he is strong and full of wisdom, goodbye." With that the spirits departed to leave for a better place.
"Goodbye... grandfather..." he cried trying to keep what composure he had left. Looking for the fairy he found Aries along with a Platinum steel shield.
"Alright Aries, let's go." He said as he climbed down the latter from the tree house to tell the rest of the villagers of the death of the sage. A ceremonial burial was later performed for Amezeroth along with a tribute to his family. The villagers gave Evan the last person remaining in the family, an ocarina that was given to the village by the local hero Link.
"Thank you, it will always remind me of your generosity." He spoke to the villagers as he left back for his home still heart broken. It was dark on his way back, he could only see about two feet in front of his self.
"I'll be expecting twice as much next week!" mumbled a voice in the distance. Evan rushed over sword drawn.
"Stop right there!" he yelled eager to battle.
"Who do you think you are?!" yelled the voice with a farmers accent. He readily drew his own 32 inch long sword and readied his attack.
"My name is Evan Altar, grandson of the great sage Amezeroth Altar!" he yelled with a burning heart. "Leave at once or I will kill you!"
"I'm not going to be threatened by a mere boy, fight me if you dare!" boasted the thief taking a forward slice at Evan. Evan with the agility he had ducked rolled under the thief while turning around only to take his own attack. He quickly strummed his bow and felled and arrow right through the thief's back piercing his heart. The thief had no time to turn around and dropped straight dead to the ground.
"Thank you so very much!" exclaimed the villager. "You've got great skill but it need's some fine tuning. I suggest you apply for the Forest warrior academy, this is where the best of the best train and I do believe that your childhood friend would be there." Evan was eager as ever to meet him and signed up the very next day.