Author's note- Hello everyone! Welcome to my new fanfiction. I realize I
may have spelled this character's name wrong and some characters may be out
of character, but I fell in love with this character from the moment I saw
him and had to write a ficcie about him. I have only seen the last five
episodes of the series, so please don't flame me too hard, okay? This is
rated R for some violence and some sexual situations. Please review!
Thanks!
The young men groaned to himself as he rubbed his swollen hands, sore from tailing for hours polishing one of the many metal armors that resided within the castle walls. It was one of the many tasks Majek had to perform to earn his keep as a resident and student of the Tower Of Fang, a sanctuary for young warriors and sorcerers. He had spent most of his young life there, training alongside his much more gifted master Orphen.
It had been years since he, Orphen and their friends had gone off together on an adventure. Not feeling quite up to par with his master's skills, Majek had decided to stay behind to concentrate bettering himself as a warrior.
Orphen probably wouldn't even recognize me now if he saw me, the green eyed teen thought. He no longer looked or acted like the smart mouthed little punk that his master had taken under his wing, but was now a headstrong, ambitious young man. He still dressed pretty much the same, but had let his shaggy blonde hair grow out long, tied back in a long braid down his back.
He had to admit that as becoming a teenager, his blossoming good looks garnered him quite a bit of attention from the young maidens that worked at the tower. Too shy to do anything more than just maintain friendships with many of them, he had concentrated mostly on his studies. He was well liked and respected amongst his peers, and had no complaints except for some of the manual labor he was expected to do.
Taking a last look at the suit of armor he had just finished polishing, Majek sighed, grateful to be done for the night. Exhausted from his day's work, all he wanted to do was to retire to his room early and wrap up his swollen hands. He was sure one of the Tower's handmaidens would be available to assist him, in his medical care and maybe even other duties if he desired. He was aware of how the servants loved to fawn over him, and how one in particular showed her devotion more than the others.
He had to admit to himself that he rather enjoyed the company of this young woman, who called herself Chloe. She had tended to his needs almost exclusively from day one, and was always willing to whatever he had to say. She was the one that prepared his meals and baths for him, and she was the one that wrapped his hands for him at night. She had never asked for anything in return for all she did for him, yet he felt as though he should call on her first before anyone else. Her duties to him had never interfered in any of his own duties, and this made him treasure her even more.
His eyes fell upon her with a smile as he entered his room, her rushing to his side to help him remove his heavy cloak and boots. She knelt before him...
"Master Majek, I am at your command. Whatever would please you, young lord, I am more than willing to obey." she said.
Majek had to keep from frowning at her words. He knew that women were trained to be subservient to the students at the tower, yet he did not want her to be in such a way to him.
"Maiden Chloe, I am exhausted tonight and need nothing more than for you to bandage my hands and to rest for the evening." he told her.
"Yes, Master Majek. I have already prepared for such." she told him.
He sat down on his bed as she knelt down before him, placing a bowl between them on the floor. Within her gown pockets, she stored the bandages, but inside the bowl was the thick herbal medicine she used to treat his wounds.
It smelled strongly of the milk of forest flowers and the leaves of the most pungent herbal plants. This fragrance had become familiar to him, as partof the ritual Chloe used to relieve him of his pain. The concoction stung... a little when first applied, but became comfortably warm once she finished applying the soft cloth bandages. He watched her quietly as she went about her duty tending to him. All his worries melted away as he allowed himself to relax and enjoy the soft, fluid motions of her hands.
Parting from his as she heard the knock at his door, she answered it as it was her duty.
"Master Kyonshi, what an honor it is to see you this evening." Majek said, bowing to his master on bended knee.
"Rise, young warrior. I have come tonight with news for you. You have been studying with us for a few years, and my fellow mages and I have been very impressed with the skills you have displayed in practice and in ritual demonstrations. We feel as though you ahve surpassed what we can teach you here and we would like to send you elsewhere to further your training." his master said.
"Where is this place in which you speak, master?" Majek asked.
"It is in the Suikurt region, at a nearly forgotten temple close to the mountaings. There is a powerful warrior that resides there that goes by the name of Master Joell. Master Joell had heard of your abilities and would like for you to come study as their apprentice." Kyonshi said.
"I have never heard of this person. They must be very skilled." he told him.
"Yes. Master Joell has been the sole guardian of the mountain region for many centuries. There is much that they can teach you. You are to leave within two day from now. I will issue orders with one of the Tower's dragons as transport.
Congratulations, young lord Majek and good luck to you." he told him.
Majek bowed to him again. "Thank you, Master Kyonshi." he said.
Sighing to himself once his master left, Majek dismissed Chloe for the night and laid down to rest on his bed. He was supposed to go study with a new master within two day's time . Master Kyonshi was certainly being mysterious about the identity of this mountain guardian in which he would be residing with. He had wanted to ask him for more information, but he supposed he would find out more soon enough...
The young men groaned to himself as he rubbed his swollen hands, sore from tailing for hours polishing one of the many metal armors that resided within the castle walls. It was one of the many tasks Majek had to perform to earn his keep as a resident and student of the Tower Of Fang, a sanctuary for young warriors and sorcerers. He had spent most of his young life there, training alongside his much more gifted master Orphen.
It had been years since he, Orphen and their friends had gone off together on an adventure. Not feeling quite up to par with his master's skills, Majek had decided to stay behind to concentrate bettering himself as a warrior.
Orphen probably wouldn't even recognize me now if he saw me, the green eyed teen thought. He no longer looked or acted like the smart mouthed little punk that his master had taken under his wing, but was now a headstrong, ambitious young man. He still dressed pretty much the same, but had let his shaggy blonde hair grow out long, tied back in a long braid down his back.
He had to admit that as becoming a teenager, his blossoming good looks garnered him quite a bit of attention from the young maidens that worked at the tower. Too shy to do anything more than just maintain friendships with many of them, he had concentrated mostly on his studies. He was well liked and respected amongst his peers, and had no complaints except for some of the manual labor he was expected to do.
Taking a last look at the suit of armor he had just finished polishing, Majek sighed, grateful to be done for the night. Exhausted from his day's work, all he wanted to do was to retire to his room early and wrap up his swollen hands. He was sure one of the Tower's handmaidens would be available to assist him, in his medical care and maybe even other duties if he desired. He was aware of how the servants loved to fawn over him, and how one in particular showed her devotion more than the others.
He had to admit to himself that he rather enjoyed the company of this young woman, who called herself Chloe. She had tended to his needs almost exclusively from day one, and was always willing to whatever he had to say. She was the one that prepared his meals and baths for him, and she was the one that wrapped his hands for him at night. She had never asked for anything in return for all she did for him, yet he felt as though he should call on her first before anyone else. Her duties to him had never interfered in any of his own duties, and this made him treasure her even more.
His eyes fell upon her with a smile as he entered his room, her rushing to his side to help him remove his heavy cloak and boots. She knelt before him...
"Master Majek, I am at your command. Whatever would please you, young lord, I am more than willing to obey." she said.
Majek had to keep from frowning at her words. He knew that women were trained to be subservient to the students at the tower, yet he did not want her to be in such a way to him.
"Maiden Chloe, I am exhausted tonight and need nothing more than for you to bandage my hands and to rest for the evening." he told her.
"Yes, Master Majek. I have already prepared for such." she told him.
He sat down on his bed as she knelt down before him, placing a bowl between them on the floor. Within her gown pockets, she stored the bandages, but inside the bowl was the thick herbal medicine she used to treat his wounds.
It smelled strongly of the milk of forest flowers and the leaves of the most pungent herbal plants. This fragrance had become familiar to him, as partof the ritual Chloe used to relieve him of his pain. The concoction stung... a little when first applied, but became comfortably warm once she finished applying the soft cloth bandages. He watched her quietly as she went about her duty tending to him. All his worries melted away as he allowed himself to relax and enjoy the soft, fluid motions of her hands.
Parting from his as she heard the knock at his door, she answered it as it was her duty.
"Master Kyonshi, what an honor it is to see you this evening." Majek said, bowing to his master on bended knee.
"Rise, young warrior. I have come tonight with news for you. You have been studying with us for a few years, and my fellow mages and I have been very impressed with the skills you have displayed in practice and in ritual demonstrations. We feel as though you ahve surpassed what we can teach you here and we would like to send you elsewhere to further your training." his master said.
"Where is this place in which you speak, master?" Majek asked.
"It is in the Suikurt region, at a nearly forgotten temple close to the mountaings. There is a powerful warrior that resides there that goes by the name of Master Joell. Master Joell had heard of your abilities and would like for you to come study as their apprentice." Kyonshi said.
"I have never heard of this person. They must be very skilled." he told him.
"Yes. Master Joell has been the sole guardian of the mountain region for many centuries. There is much that they can teach you. You are to leave within two day from now. I will issue orders with one of the Tower's dragons as transport.
Congratulations, young lord Majek and good luck to you." he told him.
Majek bowed to him again. "Thank you, Master Kyonshi." he said.
Sighing to himself once his master left, Majek dismissed Chloe for the night and laid down to rest on his bed. He was supposed to go study with a new master within two day's time . Master Kyonshi was certainly being mysterious about the identity of this mountain guardian in which he would be residing with. He had wanted to ask him for more information, but he supposed he would find out more soon enough...