7th day of Spring 512AV
Orrin looked around from underneath his hood as he made his way through the streets of Syliras. Trying to familiarize himself with his home again he made random turns and that lead him down streets and sometimes dead ends. Orrin had been away from Syliras for 3 years, and it surprised him how much he had forgotten about the city. But it was still grand to be home. Life has progressed much like he thought it would while he was away. Though he wished he had not have missed it.
Three years ago in the winter, Orrin had left his home after his father had died. Stricken with grief and not wanting to be around the place of his fathers death, Orrin left. He traveled to many places. Mostly in Sylira, though he did manage to navigate his way to other parts of the world as well. He liked the traveling while it had lasted, but something kept drawling him back toward the city. Back to the place of his birth and to the home of the great Syliran Knights. He had always hoped to be one, and now the time had come.
Orrin made a quick turn to the left and walked into Winthrop Alley. As he walked through he smiled, and risked a deep breath. The Ironworks, he loved the smell of it. He had always enjoyed coming by here with his dad when he was young and watching the men do their work. The finely crafted weapons and tools that came from the forges, are without equal in Sylira. Orrin himself could boast the he had an excellent weapon from these forges, hand crafted for his family. The Sword of Kast, his prized possession, the sword that has been passed down from father to son for many generations. Orrin moved his hand behind his back and smiled as he brushed his fingers over the scabbard that held his sword.
Life was going to get better, Orrin thought as he turned away from the Ironworks and began walking back in the other direction. He would raise his hand to his hood and pull it back letting it drop around his shoulders. the rush of air whipped by his face cooling it, and with it brought the foul stench of the city. His eyes watered a bit, but he just smiled and wiped the water from his eyes with the sleeve of his tunic.
