Two birds one stone. (Shane)

[Ahiga]

82 Fall 513 A.V Syliras Ahiga stood in front of the door in the hall with butterflies having an all out war in his stomach. He checked the slip of paper that had a drawn diagram of how to get to this very spot from the entrance of the Stormhold. This went against all the rules that he had set in place before he decided to start a new life in the city of Syliras, but he really needed the help, and he really didn't want to attend some school that would require him to do all sorts of other things. He looked down at the paper again. Was this the right place? He had gotten lost before and met a not so friendly Akalak that was very upset that a Kelvic was interrupting his evening, so what if this was the wrong room as well. He had to pull it together. Of course this was the right place, and if not then three times the charm. Ok he was ready. He could do this. All he had to do was raise his hand, knock on the door and explain himself when the person living there answered. It was easy. "I know someone that can teach you how to read that." A man called out after watching Ahiga study the map of Syliras for a bell. "Yea. He works for me. He lives in the Stormhold. Hold on let me draw you a map, and make sure you go there around 6pm. That's when he gets home. Ahiga knocked on the door. He couldn't believe he just did that. Should he run? He looked down both sides of the hall. Maybe he should run. Just turn into a bird and fly out of here as fast as his wings would tak-. His thoughts were interrupted by his hand automatically knocking on the door again. "Hello, m..my name is Ahiga. I..I was sent here by a Mr...Oh petch what was his name umm...Dominac! yea sent me. He said that you could help me, you could teach me how to read and write. He could not believe he had just done that. He was way out of his comfort zone. There still was no answer. Maybe he hadn't knocked hard enough. Or they just wasn't home. No. He wanted to learn. "Hello? Is anyone here? Dominac Avira sent me! He yelled now plumbing the door with his fist. He thought he heard some papers rustling. Well it was now or never.