The Flames of a Dark Road ignite! (Open)

[iblisvoidwalker]

"Run brother! Just Run! Run as fast as you can out of here!"

"But...You'l-

DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME! JUST GO....Irvine..I..-
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That was only a few hours ago that haunting memory that Irvine now carried, he had merely watched as slavers bound up his brother after impaling him with an arrow through the leg and dragging them back into their lair. Sure he had conformed to his brothers wishes and escaped but at what cost? He was now an orphan in this strange new world, thrust into adulthood without a home or some kind of fortune to keep him afloat. He would have to fend completely for himself now. This was an issue that he had thought about the whole walk back to the town. He had thought of several ideas of things he could do but only one was clear in his mind as something he was sure he would do. He would become a knight and with the training he received he would liberate his family, where he could pick up the pieces of his life that had been destroyed by those selfish slavers. For now however Irvine needed rest, he had worked tirelessly as a slave in that cruel plantation, the living conditions were horrid, people were dying around him left and right and the work was far too long for a boy of his age, it was time he gave these weary bones a rest and decided to head back to his old home.

At first he thought he couldn't find it but eventually he remembered his childhood memories of play with his friends Lotis and Soul and the route to his home became clear, he opened the door to the home and was stricken with horror at what he saw. The entire house was ransacked! Everything was either destroyed, ruined, or stolen. He walked inside carefully, the door remaining open as he looked around, the windows were all broken and the beds were gone. He started to feel a heavy weight in his throat...He really had lost everything.

[iblisvoidwalker]

The investigation for what had transpired in the house had probably ended long ago, and it was probably assumed that Irvine's entire family was dead, which meant he would not be getting any help from the kingdom without having to get on his hands and knees to beg. But that was fine with Irvine, All his life he had lived in a sort of middle ground, he wasn't too happy or too sad, not too strong but not too cowardly and worse of all he wasn't really talented at anything, if there was anything that Irvine could be good at he hoped it would be becoming a knight maybe then his life would have some kind of meaning. For now he needed to scrounge up some money for some food and a place to stay, luckily for Irvien the looters hadn't checked under the floorboards of his house for under the one farthest from the door a small em emergency fund was kept, it was ridiculously small because, the family was already poor enough as it was but it looked to be enough for at least one night before he went off to the castle for training.

He left the house and began to head down the road before him to the local inn, he would not look back to his house in fact he couldn't wait to be far enough away from it, for that house marked the part of his past that Irvine was done with, a new chapter was beginning for Irvine a one filled with hard work, character reshaping, and in the end of it all a general purpose to exist. However as he walked he couldn't help but feel a strange ominous feeling in the back of his head, like nothing would go according to plan, and that Irvine would only turn up a dead man, he then supposed that only time could tell as he turned the corner away from his home.

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