Adevntures In Avakaria
 

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Name: Raxion Vahz
Age: early age 15 future age 17
Nickname: Rax
Appearance: Dark black hair with a redish tint to it, black eyes, average height, and slim build
Weapons: dual blades
Background/History: Lives with his father who is a blacksmith, he does chores around the house collecting wood for the forge and other odd jobs to help his father, his mother died when he was 7 and his father turned to drinking, during that time it was very hard for him to survive for when his father turned to drinking his crafting went down the drain, then 7 years later his father found a woman and they started seeing each other, after about a year the woman moved in with his father and thats where it all begins...
Strengths: agile, quick thinking, and durable in a fight
Weaknesses: unknown
Miscellaneous Info: none

Name: Ronoro Iyashi
Age: Early age 12 Future age 15
Nickname: Iyashi
Appearance: Silver slopped hair, blue eyes, average height, average build.
Weapons: Dual Revolvers, retractabe handblade gauntlet.
Background/History: His mother had a met a man whom she was goin to marry in a town called Avakaria . Before moving there his mother would travel around the world on business trips, leaving her son to fend for himself. Since his father had died previously of a unknown disease that away his heart. Not having guidance, Iyashi had to rely on his instincts for survival.
Strengths: Well rounded at long range and short ranged combat, capable of taking on multiple opponents at once, flexible to situations.
Weaknesses: Only able to fire 6 shots per gun assuming there won't be time to reload.
Miscellaneous Info: None

Plot Introduction

As Ronoro and his mothers train had finally reached the small town known as Avakaria, they prepared to get off. Only 12 at that time, Ronoro looked at everything with such amazement from the children playing near the fountain, to the buzz of busy shoppers in the towns bazaar. His mother guided him around the town to his new fathers house. Carrying only two suitcases, they had traveled lightly. Once they had finally found the correct adress, his mother rang the doorbell. As this happened, Ronoro wondered what adventures what await him in the town known as, Avakaria.

A boy around the age of 14 answered the door, "Yes?" he asked sleepily, he looked as if he hadnt slept in days.

"Well, you've seen better days haven't you?" Ronoro said teasingly. "Ronoro! Where are your manners!? Excuse me dear, is your father home?" asked Ronoros mother.

"He went out to get some supplies from the market he will be back in an hour," the boy said as he opened the door and motioned for them to come in, "You can come in and wait for him." He said as he went to a back room and started pouring wood into the forge.

Ronoro plopped down on a nearby chair, looking around the house. "A forge, eh? Your dads a weapon crafter?" He asked with a hint of curiosity.

"weapons, armour, just about anything metal he can craft." the boy said his blank expression lost on doing his chores around the house.

"I see.. I think place might be fun after all...." Ronoro said with a devious grin. His mother staring at him curiously.

The boy looked at the other boy with glossed over eyes and dark circles around his eyes, "yea if you like working all day." the boy said then turned back to his chores.

Ronoro, noticing the gloomy aura that came from the boy, tried to offer help. "Well, if you're so tired, why don't I lend a hand?" said Ronoro.

"I can do it." the boy said softly, "been doing it for seven years now," he added as he started arranging the different metal ores on a table.

Persistent, Ronoro wouldn't give up. "7 years? You're pretty young as of now. Isn't that a bit overwhelming and stressful? 4 hands are better than two y'know!" He said triumphantly.

"you get used to it." the boy said just as he finished sorting the metals. Ignoring the boys other response he picked up a broom and started sweeping up ashes and metal shards as thin as blades of grass.

Sensing the conversation wasn't going anywhere, the boy groaned. He looked over to his mother whom was lost in book. With nothing to do, he just stared at the clock, waiting to meet his father...

Later that day the door opened and in came a tall beefy looking man with a beer gut. "Ahhh i see you made it here dear," the man said with a smile as he looked at the woman. He then noticed the other boy, "You must be Ronoro," the man said, "your mother has told me alot about you," he said as he threw a small bag to the kid, "i assume you like candy." He laughed. The boy looked at his father from a dark corner with malice. His father never treated him like that.

Noticing the man, Ronoros mother stood up to greet him. "Oh, there you are!Hhow could you leave us waiting like that?" His mother said teasingly. Seeing as he didn't want to come off rude, Ronoro thought he'd add his two cents in too. "Nice to meet you sir and thank you! Yes I have a great sweet tooth. I'd shake your hand, but I'm afraid you'd crush it.." Noticing the look on the boys face he motioned him over, wanting to share his goodies.

The boy shook his head and went to his room and lay on his bed. The man laughed, "that is true i could crush your hand but the secret to being a good blacksmith is to also have tender gentle hands for the very small things and detail work as well." He said with a smile, "so have you two met my boy?" he asked.

Feeling a tad disappointed the boy had rejected his offer, it took a while for his brain to register the question the man had asked. "Oh.. yes we've met him. And then some.." He added quietly.

"Raxion! get out here boy." the man said. The boy sluggishly walked out of his room, "Yes father?" he asked. "Take Ronoro around town." the man said. "yes father," the boy said softly. "Comeon lets go." he said to the boy as he walked out of the house.

Following the boy's order he followed him out the door. Trying to strike up a conversation, "So... seems you're having it a bit rough, huh?" He said emphatically.

"Its just life around here." the boy said plainly. as they walked around the town the boy pointed out some stores and other buildings, "And this is the Knights and Mages Academy," he pointed out a huge building that had countless towers and the structure seemed bigger than the rest of the town put together. "I'd like to go to this school sometime," the boy said with a smallish smile that quickly faded, "but father doesnt have the money and cant spare me to leave the forge." he said anger slowly taking over.

"And so is life! Is there really any point being upset over something you have no control of?" Asked Ronoro. "Here" "Giving the boy some of his candy, I couldn't have eaten all of that by myself anyway..."

The boy looked at him and smacked his hand away, "dont speak of things you dont know." he said and started walking away, "Lets go home." he said with a little edge to his voice.

A bit shaken, the boy followed his new brother home. Unsure why he was so cold, he decided it would be best not to say anything else. "Sorry..."

When the boy got home he went straight to his bedroom and went to sleep. He knew he had a long day ahead of him just like every other day. "Well hello there Ronoro." The man said as he entered the house. "Did you enjoy your tour of our city?" He asked.

"Oh, it was a very eventful trip indeed!" He said with a fake smile. "That being said, It was a bit tiring, I think I'll rest for the night if that's ok with you." Ronoro said with haste.

"Ok well have a good nights rest." the man said with a smile before retiring to his own bed.

As Ronoro prepared for bed that night, he wonder what eventful things would happen tomorrow. Hopefully the mysteries boy wouldn't be as gloomy as he was today... "...Was he upset that we came..?" Ronoro said thinking aloud...

Raxion was the first one up and started his menial chores. He started with going into the back yard where the forest was and started cutting down the nearest tree.

"Yaaaaawwwwwwwn....." said Ronoro tiredly. "Hmm.....?" He could hear the chopping of wood in the distance, he followed the sound and saw the boy cutting down trees. He just stared at him for a while.. not wanting to interrupt him.

The boy took his shirt off as he continued to work his body was very well toned for how young he was. He started stacking all the chunks of wood and started splitting them.

Noticing how toned the boy was, without thinking Ronoro blurted "Holy crap this guy is buff!" Thinking aloud. *Thinking* (Aww he probably heard me!) Hiding behind a nearby tree to not blow his cover.

Raxion ignored the boys outburst and continued with his work. After he was done splitting the wood he carried some into the house and set it next to the forge.

Following him back to the house he simply said "Hello there.. good day to chop down trees huh?" He said jokingly

Raxion looked at him, "Good day?" he asked, "I always have to do this every morning," he said as he put the wood down, "And everyday isnt a good day." he added.

Now annoyed by the boys constant hostility, "Ugh! What is your problem!? How come you never have a moment of happiness or relaxation? Huh?!" Ronoro asked with irritation.

Raxion grabbed the boy by his collar of his shirt and easily hoisted him up, "you try living with a father that is drunk for seven years straight that makes you work instead of live a child life." He said glaring at the boy, "i watched as kids like you with your happy smiles and laughs run around doing whatever they wanted while i slave around a forge and around the house because my father is too drunk to do anything by himself." he said getting more angry he threw the kid back toward the ground. "Now leave me alone i have to get back to my chores." He said walking away going to grab more wood to bring inside.

Astonished, but not shaken, Ronoro did as he was told and wandered around the town unsupervised. Going to various places, it had been a few hours since his encounter with his brother, as we heading back home he encouterd a few of the neighborhood thugs...