"Questioned"

Fourteen years later, Ozorik was playing outside with his friend Renji. They were pretending to be Rona when Ozorik's "mom", the herbalist, called Ozorik.

"Ozorik! Come do your chores, then you can come back out and play with Renji."

"But-." He was soon interrupted by his "mother".

"But nothing! Now do your chores now!"

"Ok", said Ozorik.

When Ozorik returned, Renji was talking with a man. As Ozorik stepped out of his house, Renji glanced up and pointed to Ozorik. Renji waved his hand motioning for Ozorik to come. Ozorik walked up warily, unknowing what was wanted from him.

"Ah, you must be Ozorik?" said the man. Ozorik inspected him. He was a tall muscular man with a fancy sword sheathed at his side and he had a large brown leather case on his back with something in it.

"I am Tarnak! Both of your parents were very good friends of mine."

"Both?" asked Ozorik in disbelief.

"Why yes, and I heard about what had happened to them and I'm very sorry."

"What exactly do you mean?" asked Ozorik.

"They got killed by the Oboro fourteen years ago! Again, I truly am sorry", said Tarnak.

"Are you delusional?" asked Ozorik. "My mother is inside and my father died in a hunting accident right after I was born", stated Ozorik.

"Take me to your 'mother'", said Tarnak.

"As you wish. Come." As they stepped into the house Tarnak looked in disbelief.

"Ozorik? I hate to tell you this, but that isn't your real mother! That is the Herbalist from the village you were born in."

"I figured one of the Rona would come looking for him", said the herbalist. She hung her head as if she was ashamed of something.

"So you haven't told him the truth?"

"No!" said the herbalist. Renji was in the doorway listening. "How am I supposed to tell him that his parents were Rona and had died?"

"WHOA! What?" asked Ozorik. "My parents were Rona?"

"Yes", said Tarnak. "I now am the only one left and I came to ask you if you shall join me in my adventures where I shall train you so you too can become one of us! A Rona. But I must tell you that if you decide to come with me, you life is at risk every second! And your training will be long and difficult. Now there is only one question. Will you join me?"

"Well duh", said Ozorik in his head. But he wasn't sure if his fake mom would let him go. He glanced at her and said "May I?"

She said, "Well of course!" His jaw dropped in amazement. She answered without hesitation and said yes! The energy inside him just let loose and he hugged his 'mom' for at least two minutes saying "Thank you!" over and over again.

"I will need a place to sleep tonight", said Tarnak.

Ozorik's mom said, "You may sleep in Ozorik's room tonight.

"Thank you ma'am", said Tarnak.

Ozorik glanced over to Renji whose face was all red and he stormed off. Ozorik chased after. Ozorik grabbed Renji's arm and asked what was wrong.

Renji replied, "You're my only friend and the only one I've ever had. And now you're leaving with some 'guy' that claims he's a Rona that you just met!"

"I'm sorry", said Ozorik. "But I have to."

Then Tarnak stepped out and said, "Renji, he wants to go with me and there is nothing you can do about that, but I have heard of your family! And you might have something useful! Renji, lift up your index finger, think of a key, and say "Uru'baen"".

He looked weirdly at Tarnak and said, "What is the point of this?"

"JUST DO IT!" said Tarnak.

"Fine, Uru'baen." and out came a white, shiny, smooth and in the shape of a key! Ozorik and Renji looked wildly at what sprouted from his finger.

"Just as I thought!" said Tarnak. "You have the trait as well. Would you like to accompany us?"

"Yes", said Renji.

"Don't you have to ask your parents Renji?"

"No I can leave whenever I want. I will just have to tell them that I am leaving."

"Right then! We will leave tomorrow morning. So be ready Renji."

"I will", said Renji.