\Chapter one./
\\the making of a warrior//
Working the fields at the crack of dawn. Milking the cattle till dusk. Making bread at the moons high. Sleeping for little at its fall. Waking again repeating this chain of tirering work. Over and Over never changing. Making a living off of a farm.
"Wake up sleepy." A small childs voice came from the corner of the room where the door slowly opened letting light poor into the room waking the sleeping man in the bed rolling under the covers growling at the light. "Its after dawn...I had to water the wheat for you! You have to milk the cows!" The small childs voice grew louder as she stepped across the room. "Mommy says that you have to take the wheat to the millers today...its almost time to ship[ off the bread to the market." The small child said opening the eyelids of the sleeping man. The man rolled out of bed shoving the small child onto the bed.
The man pulled his clothes on andpulled his long black hair into a ponytail. The small child followed the man out of the room swinging the bottom of her dress back and forth as she twirled her curly brown hair in her fingers. The man sat down at the kitchen table where a small plate of pancakes and eggs sat waiting for him. He grabbed the syrup and poored it over the pancakes till it came of the plate in little drips. "Reey I dont think you should be sleep[iong in anymore...you know we have to make the bread fast! This means you have to wake up and do your chores." The lady at the oven said spinning around facing him with a burning in her eyes. She wiped up the globs of syrup and threw the rag into a basket. She had her hair pulled back behind a green rag. "Mother Ive been having trouble though." The man said taking a bite of his pancake. "The caravan is where you are off to...you have to get ready lazy bones!" The small child said pulling herself up into a chair. "Lyla...this is not your buisness!" The lady said turning back to the stove.
REey pilled clothes and food into h is small bagh and hauled it to the middle of the town where the crystal lay in the ground with flowers surrounding it with fireflys circleing it. "your finally here Reey!" A girl said jumping down from a tree. "Chelinstie needs us to be on time." the girl said brushing her pale green hair behind her head. She pinned it back in a yellow bow. She hjad on a strip of clotheing around her chest that was to tight with fur bristling out of it. She had a skirt with stockings that went up to her thighs that had rips all over. The pale grey mixed with yellow in her outift was sickening to Reey. "Chelinstie...our lovely town!" The girl said spinning around. Reey rolled his eyes. "Boe...whjere are the others?" Reey said putting his bags into the cart with the cows strapped up to it to haul them away. "Why should I tell you clavat?" Boe said sitting with her leghs crossed in the cart. "Because selkie! The fate of Chelinstie depends on it!" Reey said shoving the girl off the cart.
A small lilty girl came forward with a yuke male behind. "Rain...there you are!" Boe said. "Team rain-boe!" Rain said hugging the much taller selkie. "Even though its spelled wrong!" Boe said hugging the much smaller lilty. The yuke shook his head and put his and Rains bags into the back of the cart. "GRestile...its a pleasure to be on this caravan with you!" Said Reey bowing. The yuke laughed shyly and bowed back. "The pelasure is all mine.
After a long goodbye from the whole town Boe the daughter of a family of millers. Bowe the daughter of merchants. Reey the son of a family of Farmers, and Grestile the grandson of the town elder set off in the cart with the chalice in hand with a tiny crystal. Out into the miasma.
