Here is chapter two! Tis' alot longer, with dialogue and alot more background info on everything... hope you like it!
Chapter 1
Jair had taken the strange blue stone home, and placed it under his bed. It would be his little secret for now. He'd tell his folks when the time came. Still, he got an uneasy feeling whenever he thought about how the stone had appeared. It was really weird, hard to explain, but Jari kept the stone, still thinking it would sell for a high price.
It was the day after he'd found the stone. He got up, washed himself, and dressed himself ina clean white tunic. His father had told him to come to the mill later that day, and that he had a present for him. He ate a quick breakfeast, then left to see what was happening in town before he went to see his father.
The streets were getting slightly crowded, even this early in the morning. He was tall for his age, but still not tall enough to see over peoples head's. He heard people shouting out prices for various item, such as "Three bundles of fresh corn for 1 crown!" or " Ten juicy, red apples, only 3 crowns." He'd gotten used to life here in Ceunon, but he still wanted something to happen. Just plain living and doing nothing did get awful boring.
Jair had always wanted to join the King's army. He figured that's where he could be a somebody, and not a nobody. He'd never trained with a blade, and only fought with sticks occasionally. Still, he'd have to be older to join the army. He had plenty of time to get ready. After several hours of lounging about, climbing trees, and even stealing a little bit of food, he figured it was time to go see his dad.
It was about midday now, and the streets were even more crowded. Ceunon may be isolated, but it sure ain't small, Jair thought. He arrived at his house, and went barging through it, and into the mill behind the house. A few other people worked at the mill, alongside his father and mother, but Jair didn't pay attention to them. He found his father fast, binding the hand of a man who had gotten his pinky sliced off.
"Hi dad!" Jair said enthusiastically. His father said a few words to the man, then turned his attention to Jair.
"Hey! You remembered to come. I think you're gonna like your present. I know it's been something you've been wanting for a long time, and I was going to give to you on your birthday, but I think you've earned it. Stay right here." His father quickly left and came back several minutes later. He was holding a long wrapped bundle.
"Okay, here it is." he undid the bundle, and laying in his arms was an old broadsword. It had been dulled down by use and time, but it was still sharp enough to cause real pain with. "I want you to have this. I bought it a few days ago, thinking that you might use to to train yourself.So, what do you think?"
The fact that it was an old sword had nearly been missed by Jair. His very own sword! He carefully picked it up, testing it's weight. It was alot heavier than he thought it would be. He very nearly dropped it. He smiled, and looked at his father. "Thanks!" He eyes glittered with joy. His father handed him a sheath to put it in, which was only hard leather.
"I gotta start working again now. Don't go hurting yourself either! Be careful until you know how to use it too, and I'll come help you in awhile." He father left him alone again, and Jair stared down at the sword, still shcoked at how lucky he was. His sword, his very own! He could hack apart old logs in the woods nearby. Already thinking of the possibilities, He clumsily sheathed it, and put it on his belt. It kinda weighed him down, but he didn't mind, he could get used to it. He was still so excited!
A/N: Kinda pointless, but trust me, it's not. I'll try to update soon. Once again, reviews are welcome, along with helpful critisism.