Flashback Childhood Matters (FlashBack) Pt 2

[Akarn]

Childhood Matters (FlashBack)
Spring 10th day 503 AV
Part 2

The young Drykas boy sat in front of his little sister. The snapping of the morning cooking fire to his back. The heat from the flame helped to remove the small chill he had been feeling in the dawn air. Which Akarn did not seem to mind as he stared at his sister, playing the flute his mother had help him make six months ago. His fingers gingerly moved up and down , creating a fast little melody. It had become a morning ritual between the two, which his two year old sister seemed to love.

Jaden motioned for his son to come with him and he walked outside. Akarn nodded to indicate he had heard his father and he stood, sliding the flute away in to his pocket. "Sorry, Rora, but I must go." The Drykas warrior maintained his serious composure while he led his eldest to a table. The younger Drykas went to his father without question, his full attention upon the man not just because he was his father but because his demeanor demanded it.

Jaden gave his son a moment to glance across the table before them. His son stood very still only admiring the items from where he was since he did not have permission to move. A top the flat surface lay several weapons. Amongst them could be seen a finely curved bow, a dagger, several different style of swords, an axe, a spear, and a wooden staff. The young Drykas's eyes widen with an intensity that Jaden had never seen before.

"Show me the weapon that will make you unbeatable, Akarn." The son glanced again across the table. The decision did not take long and Akarn reached out over the table and removed the axe. The Axe had a edged blade on each side and felt heavy in his hands. Still the lad managed to swing the axe in several arcs above his head. Akarn glanced at his father, when he was done testing the weapon.

The Riverwalker Ankal knew that his son was destined to be a warrior and this made him proud. The Battle Axe was not the answer he had wanted though. So the father put his pride aside and looked intently down at his son. Then Jaden knelt beside Akarn, placing his strong hand upon his shoulder. "Well in time, my son, you will learn to use the weapon that you have chosen it is not the strongest out here." Akarn's father said as his father had said before him. The boy glanced back trying to figure out what weapon he should have taken. "It is your ability to think. This is what will win you the day. This is what other men will fear and Zulrav will take note of." He then stood, "it is your ability to win combat without ever fighting that will truly be remembered."

Akarn leaned his head a little to the left trying to understand what his father had said because that made no sense to him. How could you win a battle if you never fought in it? Jaden could see the perplexed look upon his sons face and wondered if that is how he had looked to his father at that moment long ago. "Father?" Was all the young boy could say still trying to comprehend.

"Well, who truly wins a battle?" Jaden said. "What would happen if I fall?" The Drykas warrior carefully took the axe from his son and placed it back on the table. "Our Pavilion would not be as strong. We would be down a hunter and a protector. You, Rora and Litha would be without a father. With the death of another you have taken all that they will have become." He turned back to his son locking his gaze with his. "For this is what means to take a life and you have to live with that decision. You have to decide is the life worth what you fight for and if it is not then you do not fight." Jayden knelt back down in the grass by his son, "Because a warrior is not only strong here." he said touching his sons arm. "But also here and here." Jayden continued, touching the head and the chest of his son. "In time you will know of what I speak."

With that his father stood up again and reached over on to the table. "Some men like to fight, Akarn. They will not care about the life they take and no amount of reasoning will change that, so" His father said as he spun back toward his son tossing a wooden practice weapon at him. The young boy managed to catch the wooden weapon with a slight bobble. "You must also be ready for that. For now we start with this."

With that Jayden moved beside his son and adjusted the wooden weapon in Akarn's hands. "First, this is a one-handed weapon and you grip it like this. Here, "His father said moving the boys hips. "Bend here and bend slightly at the knees. Turn slightly to the side with the weapon in front of you. Your chest is the biggest area so it is in the most danger." Akarn's first lesson only lasted until breakfast, but with each continuing day the lessons became more intense.

[Jackalope]

Akarn :

Experience
+1 Flute
+1 Battle Axe
+1 Observation

Lore
Weapon of Choice: Axe
The Effects of a Death
Chest: A Big Target

Another entertaining read. If you want more xp for these, please go into more detail on how you're using them and I'll be happy to award it. Also, in your CS can you please pick a specific type of one handed axe for your SP? I'm assuming battle axe, but it'll help us ST out if you have a weapon listed rather than a generic type. Thanks!