20th of Summer, 514 AV
9th Bell
The rains had finally ended. Aoren was glad of that. As with all storms he’d had a rough time of dealing with them. Though the young man did not begrudge whatever god or goddess presided over rain and storms he wasn’t altogether very fond of them. They brought back memories he’d much rather forget. They also had a tendency to be when he got into situations that he would much rather have avoided. Although, he couldn’t say that was entirely true of this particular downpour. Something remarkable had happened to him. Something that he was certain would change his life forever, he’d met his brother.
It was these things and others that occupied Aoren’s thoughts as he made his way through the streets of Zeltiva toward the docks. As he walked he leaned upon his quarterstaff for support. The trials of the past few days had taken their toll upon him. The circumstances leading up to meeting his brother had involved a rather hostile ghost. The phantom had attempted to force itself into Aoren’s body and dominate his mind to turn him into an instrument of revenge. He was glad the experience was over but he was also thankful for what it had brought him.
“Bittersweet, like most things in my life.” He shook his head. There was a grumble beside him. Aoren looked down to where his companion, Isikai, padded alongside him. The dog was looking up at him expectantly.
“What?” Isikai barked which made Aoren sigh. He shook his head.
“Well you can’t expect me to lay around now, can you?” The dog gave a huff and a slight growl. Aoren rolled his eyes giving an exasperated sigh. “I swear…what am I going to do with you? It’s all your fault I was in that mess in the first place. You realize this, right?”
Isikai gave a huff and a shake of his head trotting a few steps ahead of the young man. As dangerous as things had been that night, Aoren was still glad of the dog’s companionship. He couldn’t imagine a world without him at this point. As it stood his world was about to become a bit more interesting. A call had been sent out throughout the city for all abled bodies to assist in repairs to the docks caused by flooding. While Aoren was no carpenter he was certain there was some other way that he could be of assistance. He didn’t know what they might need but he simply couldn’t sit around with his own thoughts anymore. He had needed a full day to recover from his ordeal with the ghost. It was something that still made him shiver ever so slightly. He needed to get up and do something. Helping around the city after the rainstorms seemed like a good way to take his mind off the event.
9th Bell
The rains had finally ended. Aoren was glad of that. As with all storms he’d had a rough time of dealing with them. Though the young man did not begrudge whatever god or goddess presided over rain and storms he wasn’t altogether very fond of them. They brought back memories he’d much rather forget. They also had a tendency to be when he got into situations that he would much rather have avoided. Although, he couldn’t say that was entirely true of this particular downpour. Something remarkable had happened to him. Something that he was certain would change his life forever, he’d met his brother.
It was these things and others that occupied Aoren’s thoughts as he made his way through the streets of Zeltiva toward the docks. As he walked he leaned upon his quarterstaff for support. The trials of the past few days had taken their toll upon him. The circumstances leading up to meeting his brother had involved a rather hostile ghost. The phantom had attempted to force itself into Aoren’s body and dominate his mind to turn him into an instrument of revenge. He was glad the experience was over but he was also thankful for what it had brought him.
“Bittersweet, like most things in my life.” He shook his head. There was a grumble beside him. Aoren looked down to where his companion, Isikai, padded alongside him. The dog was looking up at him expectantly.
“What?” Isikai barked which made Aoren sigh. He shook his head.
“Well you can’t expect me to lay around now, can you?” The dog gave a huff and a slight growl. Aoren rolled his eyes giving an exasperated sigh. “I swear…what am I going to do with you? It’s all your fault I was in that mess in the first place. You realize this, right?”
Isikai gave a huff and a shake of his head trotting a few steps ahead of the young man. As dangerous as things had been that night, Aoren was still glad of the dog’s companionship. He couldn’t imagine a world without him at this point. As it stood his world was about to become a bit more interesting. A call had been sent out throughout the city for all abled bodies to assist in repairs to the docks caused by flooding. While Aoren was no carpenter he was certain there was some other way that he could be of assistance. He didn’t know what they might need but he simply couldn’t sit around with his own thoughts anymore. He had needed a full day to recover from his ordeal with the ghost. It was something that still made him shiver ever so slightly. He needed to get up and do something. Helping around the city after the rainstorms seemed like a good way to take his mind off the event.