《Xarjurn's adventure》chapter 2 so many aspects so little time
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Chapter 2
a few years passed and now I was four years of age a fledgling in elven society, I may have been four years of age but my body was developing far faster that that I already looked like a 8 year old. During the years I had learnt how to read and write the eleven script and began to do some light weight training to enhance my strength and speed quickly.
I started it off rather small by lifting a small bag of flour seeing as we didn’t have any proper weights to train with but this also helped my mother as the grains she grew was turned into flour and I carried them to the storehouse until it was time to transport it to the market, every time I began to find the bags of flour rather light I would increase the weight slightly after around a year of doing this I was able to carry 120 pounds of flour in one arm, this was extremely surprising to me as in my last life I could barely even reach that amount of weight with both arms.
About a week away from my fifth birthday my mother told me that every eleven child would be taken at the age of five to the church to see if the dragon god would bless them and also they were able to pick the aspect they wished to follow.
The aspect were in a sense a profession, each one focused on a different thing and only once that aspects path was complete would a person be allowed to switch to a different aspect. The aspect were as such
-The aspect of the fire lizard ( this was a combat aspect that most people who wished to fight would join)
-The aspect of the calm waters ( this aspect focused on the healing and treatment of the sick)
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-The aspect of the growing forest ( this was a farming aspect and the one my mother belonged to)
-The aspect of the elder dragon ( this was the aspect that only the top class could get into as according to them a high amount of magical control was needed and most elves didn’t have that even if they could sense and use magic, they taught the next generation on how to run the great forest we lived in a bunch of corrupt officials if you ask me and trust me I know what a corrupt official is )
-The aspect of the waning moon ( a magic based aspect that would teach the people who joined it how to use and control magic that being said even if someone finished this aspect they still couldn’t get into the elder dragon)
-The aspect of the silent wolf ( this was basically a aspect that would train ranger who were the ones who made sure that now humans enter the forest as this forest was the only way to get to the mountains where the dragons lived, many humans wanted to kill dragons be it fir fame or power as its said those who eat the heart of a dragon gain its strength )
I suppose I should explain the landmasses and such of this world, from what I could gather there was two large continents name unsurprisingly the large and small continents, the small one was where we were located and I had a large expansive forest in which we lived as said before the forest was in front of the mountains and valleys that the dragons lived in and our people had taken it upon themselves to protect that area from and one who wished to harm the dragons, outside the forest was what I could only explain as what a garden world as there was lush scenery and lakes everywhere with magical beasts roaming and living their lives, needless to say there was a few human and beastmen kingdoms and clans that lived here.
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The larger continent’s was more rocky with vast steppes and such with very few areas like the land outside the forest there apparently a race f demons lived in the upper most corner of the larger continent.
I was torn between what aspect to take as I wanted to make myself a name here and a legacy that would echo throughout the ages, I decided that I would give it some thought over the next weeks before the temple visit.
The next few days went by rather simply with me helping mother around the farm and increasing my own strength I was now able to carry over 300 pounds with one arm but my body hadn’t gained any muscle mass, I asked my mother about this and she said that elves no matter how strong they got would never stop having their lithe bodies as the muscles would just grow stronger but not larger in mass .
During the day before I had to go to the temple I was carrying a bag of flour over to the bakery that was inside the town as they were one of the main buyers of the flour made with mothers grains, I entered the shop and called for the master of the store when I saw the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, she had long red hair that reach down to the small of her back and curled slightly to one side her face was slightly angular like all eveln face but was far more cute for lack of a better word her eyes were of a deep sea green and her skin seemed to be made of pure milk, I knew from her skin tone she was a blood elf. I mustered my courage and tried talking to her.
Xarjurn-‘’ emm..a..a..hello’’ I squeaked out as I tried to talked to her but I just couldn’t I don’t know why I couldn’t I just couldn’t.
Blood elf-‘’ hehe I see your transfixed by my beauty well then I suppose if you play your card right when your older we could how do you saw take a tumble in the hay?hmm’’ she said to me rather provocatively.
Xarjurn-‘’ emm flour deliver I came ‘’ what the fuck I couldn’t help from thinking to myself as I had never gotten my words mixed up this badly before.
She just smiled and led me behind the counter and asked me to set down the bag and then handed me a few silvers for payment.
Blood elf-‘’ now you come back when your older I think I’d like to get a bite of that supple fruit you call your ass’’ she called out tome as a slight moan entered her voice.
I quickly ran back home and gave my mother the money and headed to bed silently beating myself up in my mind for stupid things I had done that day.
Author's notes
hello again as you can see plot also the aspect would be in the tables if i knew how to use them but i digress for now i wish that you have a nice day and also enjoy reading this chapter and as always commets are helpful, now if you will excuse me i have to go demicimate some people in dark souls
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