Roady Domene
"Roady. You're trying too hard! At this rate you're going to make it worse, you idiot." Raith scolded his young pupil.
"Damn it! I can't do it! Lets just leave it. Who's cares about a damn bird anyway. Nothing but little annoyances that keep me awake at night." Roady protested back to his master. This was quickly followed with a sharp smack to the back of his head. "What the hell was that for?!" Roady groaned, holding the back of his head.
"You really are an imecile, aren't you?" Raith shook his head from side to side.
"You'd be doing terrific if you had been trying to kill the bird. I figured that you would be able to handle a spell as simple as this, but it seems that you're too hard headed." Raith commented, while moving his hand over to the fallen bird. It's left wing was fractured and the pair just happened to wander by and notice it struggling. He then concentrated life energy into his palm, pushing it into the bird's body and making it flow into it's wing.
"Cure is a stupid spell. Why would I ever need that? As long as I'm strong enough to take down my enemies, healing magic is useless." Roady pouted and began walking off.
"Hold up there. And just where do you think you're going? We're not done with you're first lesson, brat!" Raith reached out his free hand grabbed the scruff of Roady's coat collar, pulling him back causing him to fall on his ass. "Stupid old man. Who do you think you are treating me like a little kid?! I'm already 14!" Roady got up and turned around to throw a punch at Raith, only to have his arm caught before it reached Raith's head.
"You truly are a hopeless child. Thats it. No eating today. You're going to spend extra time training while I eat and watch you." Raith turned and smiled, taunting Roady.
"What the hell?! You can't do that! I'll starve! And quit calling me a child, bastard!" Roady protested taking his arm back with a jerk.
"I hardly doubt that you'd starve from one day without food. I'd watch that tongue of yours as well. No girl's ever going to be interested in you that way." Raith chuckled at the thought. "Hmph. Like I give a crap what any girl thinks. I don't mind being by myself for the rest of my life, as long as I'm strong." Roady pouted, looking away once more. The next thing he heard were muffled, excited chirping noises. He turned around in surprise.
"Ah! It looks like it's all better now." Raith remarked, uncovering the bird, who immedeatly flew away with it newly fixed wing.
"You see Roady. Life can be found almost anywhere, whether it be in a bird or a human. Caliber magic isn't only used for destruction. People like us are able to take a little part of our own life and give it to someone or something else that needs it more. You can't always keep that greedy, self-centered attitude up. How about we start this lesson in sharing, by donating(sell) a few of your organs in the next town?!" Raith turned towards Roady, with a mischevious grin on his face.
"I guess I can kind of see what y-... Like hell! If you're so generous, then donate your own organs! Aren't you the one being greedy, asshole!" Roady charged at Raith, only to be held back by Raith arm's holding against Roady's head.
"Ahahahaha! You're so easy to tease. I was just kidding, runt! But believe me. Cure is sure to be a valuable spell in the future for you. And remember, p-Time to pay the rent, brat!" Roady awoke to the sound of the Innkeeper's voice. He then began knocking on the door.
"I only gave you a room before paying because you were wet from the rain! I sure hope you can pay up!" The inkeeper then began to knock harder.
(OOC Note: Roady has learned in the past that when Raith says the word "donate", he means "sell". He also didn't possess near the amount of physical strength he does now, until he turned around 15-1/2)
'Looks like its time to leave.' Roady thought to himself as he grabbed his bag and hung it over his shoulder and his fauchard, then walked over to the window. At this time, the Innkeeper opened the door, only to find an opened window and an empty room. "Damn that brat! Thats the last good deed I ever do." The Innkeeper rushed over to the window and searched the ground outside. "How did this kid drop from the 3rd floor without breaking a leg or something?!" The Innkeeper asked no one in particular. The truth was, that Roady had instead of jumping, skillfully walked along the rim of the window and climbed onto the roof. He then later traveled down the roof, onto he found a slope close enough to the ground for him to jump. As he did, several people in the crowded streets pointed in awe and confusion as he leapt from the building and onto a open space in the crowd. 'I guess I should start looking for that guild now.' He immedeatly thought, as he walked along the streets like nothing had happened at all.
"Someone stop that kid! He skipped out on paying for his room!" The portly Innkeeper was outside the front door and pointing at Roady at this time. He seemed to be panting heavily and sweating a little, indicating that he was running down the stairs. Roady could even make out a bump on the man's head, which was probably from losing his footing and falling down the stairs. The sight was almost laughable to Roady. He might have even made out a little chuckle, had a couple of patrol guards not shown up, peering in his direction. 'Dammit.' He though inwardly, dashing through the crowd, knocking a couple of people down as he rushed though. The guards were after him, but seemed to be having trouble with the citizens that were complaining about him knocking into them. They were trying to give the guards more resolve for catching him, but really they were only slowing them down. When the guards finally made it into an open clearing, Roady had already climbed over a front gate of some type of establishment, and had been lengthening himself alongside a wooden pillar that seemed to be holding a half of a sign. The guards searched for him, and went in a random direction, as he was out of sight.
Roady checked to make sure they were completely gone, and then let his guard down, walking out from behind the post. 'It looks like I'm out of the woods for now, but that wasen't exactly the closest call I've had involving a keep.' He let out a short yawn, and began stretching. "Bastards had to chase me first thing in the morning before I could at least stretch?" He sighed, completing his little routine. 'Why was I having a dream about Raith? Can I really not get that incedent out of my head?' Roady thought to himself. It had been 2 years since the dragon had attacked him and Raith. He apparently still hasn't gotten over it. "Well, lingering in the past never helps anything. I should get back to finding that guild. What was the name again...Dra-...Draco Edge..." Roady found himself subconsiously reading the sign that was in front of the gate. "Really? Am I here already?!" He exclaimed in surprise. Roady quickly turned to find a fairly large building behind him. He could see that there were a few people outside of the building. At least half of them seemed around his age. But the main portion of the guild was most likely inside. "Huh... I guess I'll go make my introduction then..." Roady half-heartidly said, cautiously approaching the building.