Niran - The Years Before, Years 15-23 Options

[gamer10]

I was going to update my other story, but I was like, to heck with that. I found the urge to continue the story of my RP character was much too strong to resist. So here is the first chapter.


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"No, I can't keep 'im, can't afford to pay for the amount of care he'd need." The man said, standing up and brushing a few crumbs off his shirt that had managed to survive the full utilization of his mouth. He placed his old leather hat back onto his head, forcing it to mix once again with his grimy, unkempt hair.

The lady, who was sitting almost directly across from him, was basically begging.

"Please, not another of my children!" She cried out desperately, tears running down her face. She had been hoping he might change his decision, make the first exception.

His features did not change nor soften at all, he stayed firm in his decision, and he was getting a little annoyed at her.

"I told ya, if you don't listen, you'll go as well." He said angrily, grabbing the child they were discussing and heading outside, at a fast stride.

15 Years - Chapter 1

Niran woke up, rubbing his eyes, and looking tiredly around. He rose from bed, bathed, then donned a clean pair of clothes. They weren't goning to stay clean for very long, he was going to see what he could find in the forest today.

He strode down the stairs and nearly stumbled when he came to the bottom, his mind tended to wander off from his boring life.

Sitting at the breakfast table, he noticed his sister and mother where already there. Where was his father? He normally did not leave till night, to avoid pirates and such traveling the ocean.

He decided to ask the question,

"Mother, where has father gone to this morning?" Niran used his normal, carefree tone. Making sure he didn't sound the least bit worried.

His mother turned to him,

"Well Niran, you know he's been very busy lately. Latest shipments are to Summerset Isle, far off place that is." She said knowingly, while signing some piece of paper hecouldn't manage to read.

Niran's mother spent most of her time studying and trying to learn enough to keep up with him, though it wasn't an easy task. She often spent nearly a whole week in her study, only coming down for meals, and the occasional walk.

"No school today, I suppose." She said, sipping a strong smelling drink. She put the cup down on the table and looked at him.

"No mother, today we have off." He said, his voice sounding a bit disapointed, though he did have much to do still. He shifted in his seat, and begin to eat.

After the meal had ended he excused himself from the table and told his mother that he'd be leaving later today, because staying in the house was much too boring.

"I suppose so," she said, warily granting him permission, "Be sure to stay in town, no wandering off." She knew that telling him would do no good, he was bound to run off somewhere.

His younger sister, Sidria, who had been silent all this time spoke up, giving her own theory as to where Niran was running off to.

"Going and seeing girls are we?" she said smirking, brushing her beautiful and lengthy hair back.

Niran blushed looking down before looking to his mother for help.

"Of course not, don't be silly." Was the only thing he said in response, it's what he normally said when she started picking on him.

"It's none of your business if he is," his mother added, though she couldn't supress a little smile as she headed up the stairs to the top floor. She really did wonder about that boy sometimes.

Niran rolled his eyes and headed outside, not watching what his sister chose to do next. What did this new day have in store for him . . .

This post has been edited by gamer10: Jul 22 2005, 07:02 PM

[gamer10]

The man stood on the side of the road, that turned into a dark and foul smelling alleyway, walking forward at a stride, he placed the toddler down on the cold brick pavement. It laughed as he placed it there, and he almost hesitated, how innocent it looked.

Stop it, you old fool. the last one was like this too.

Turning around he walked out, seeing the moon shining in front of him, very beautiful it looked as he gazed up at it.

He began to walk even farther, when he heard the toddler cry. Turning around he stared at it, "Quiet, don't wake everyone," he told it sternly, shaking his head at it.

It went silent, and he turned around once more, only to turn back again, sighing.

"Ah, I almost forgot this," and he pulled a piece of paper from his pocket. He then proceeded to place it onto the ground near the toddler, and it just stared up at him with those wide defenseless eyes.

Curious himself as to what the paper read, he picked it up and looked at it, having not written it himself.

It read:

Niran

15 Years - Chapter 2

Niran stood, gazing in awe at the brand new ebony longsword, it was reflecting the sun beautifully, having been placed by the window.

The owner of the armory turned staring greedily at Niran, he knew that the boys family was the wealthiest in town.

"So you like it, eh boy?" he asked, trying to hide the sound of greed that would normally have been very easy to pick up. The armorer was wiping down a shield with what looked like a small rag.

"Yes sir, and the name is Niran." Niran turned and held out his hand to shake the armorers.

"Teach you manners, they have haven't they. Very well too." The man however did not shake Niran's hand and went on busily polishing the shield "Can I get you anything, a new sword perhaps?" He said putting down the shield and turning his own gaze towards several on the wall, "We have some brand new ones made of silver, hanging on the wall too your left. You always liked silver, however you seemed rather interested today-" The armorer stopped, noticing Niran wasn't paying him much attention, he frowned.

Niran pulled his own silver longsword half way out of it's sheath and stared at it, inspecting it as carefully as he could.

"No sir, my own sword is fine for the time being." Niran said sighing inwardly, he fully sheathed it and said "Now if you'll excuse me, I must be going." With that, he turned around and headed out the door rather hastily.

It was raining, having just started the streets were only lightly muddy.

When outside, Niran looked both ways to see what might interest him. He spotted it, well her that is.

Actually, it was more like a coincidence, they happened to be leaving different buildings at the same time, they happened to turn and face eachother at the same time, and they happened to walk in eachothers direction.

Niran looked straight forwards as she passed, having to restrain himself from staring at her again. He was nearly four feet away when she turned and asked

"You're Niran aren't you?"

Shocked, Niran turned around, only to be shocked again by the beauty of this girl, she definitely wasn't from around these parts. She looked like a dunmer.

This post has been edited by gamer10: Jul 24 2005, 08:27 PM