Luke was in a small boat rowing days on end. He felt so tired and longed to see land. He truned around and saw something moving. And something else. Boats! A port! Luke sped up and rowed harder. He saw people and boats. He burst into a sweat. Water rushing down as his eyes stung. He pushed himself and his boat crashed into the sand of the beach. His boat tipped over as Luke layyed in the sand. He began to put the boat up as it was crushing his leg.
"H...e..l.............p!!" He yelled gasping for breath. He couldn't lift it.

Snori was taking a walk to try to get some fish from some of his friends he had made the following weak. As he stumbled over the dunes in his large iron shod boots he heared the sounds of screaming drift over the rolling hills of sand.

"Why must I help everyone who comes across my path." He shouted as he made his way over to the sound. Walking in no great hurry he strolled over a dune and saw who was screaming for help. A very young boy had got his leg trapped by his boat when he was pulling it up. "Incompitant fool" he muttered to himself as he walked down the dune.

Making tracks for the strickan boy he shoke his head, scream like that and you wont know who will turn up to take advantage. As he neared the boat he called out. "Looks like you need help." He laughed to himself, pain never hurt anyone in his eyes.

He walked over to the boat and unslung his pack. He grabed the hull with both hands and lifted it with aparant ease off the boys leg, then toppled it over then draged it up and out of the spray, his boots making large holes in the wet sand.
When his task was done he turned to the boy. "So young and tending a boat, should be more carfull." He picked up his pack again and pulled it over his arms.

Scratching his beard as he spoke he asked [luke] a question "is it broken or can I just leave you be?" He looked down upon the lad and then at his leg.

Luke looked up at the guy who had helped him.
"It's ok thanks! Youn saved me!" Luke exclaimed. He rubbed his leg and got all his stuff together.
"Thanks!" he said again.

"Just a question though, why the hell are you trying to pull up a boat i mean look at the size of you.... and why are you alone, your so young anyway? The waters are treaturus places for inexpearianced people." He was intruiged but this boy, he was out here all by himself, but he wouldnt be the first he reminded himself. All though willow could look after her self unlike this kid.

(soz its short i dont have time to do a decent one))

(Ok! You were quick thought! Thanks!!)

Luke looked at him.
"Well, my parents died and i had no brothers or sisters so i travel alone. I wanted to go 'across the vast ocean' and become a great adventurer. I got a rowwing boat, fixxed it as it was old and sailed over here." Luke explained.

"Adventuing is not as easy as it looks and honestly i recomend geting your head checked at. Possibly one of the most stupid things you can do I only did it because i had to and now if i could i would go back to my nice cosy mine and settle down... i wouldnt mine but I would defend it as well I could." he stoped reminicing and looked back down. "honestly couldnt you have stayed with some one? Any way what do you plan to become? Magic, fighting, martial arts? do you even know?" He sat down on the hull of the boat as the spray began to touch the stern.

"I can fight and i have talents! Luke said. He dissappered and appered with the guys wallet.
"Speed and the ability to steal works nicely!" Luke put the wallet on the boat beside the guy. He looked at him as he took the wallet.
"If i get into danger, i use my speed and fighting skills or even i talk my way out!" Luke said. He sat on the boat and looked at his stuff. He picked up a cake and looked at it.
"I have some money! So i think i have a chance to live!" Luke joked. Suddenly something moved belew the sand. He stabbed it and there was a crab.
"You see! A fire and i'll eat this!" Luke said.

((Your rping is getting a lot better ^___^))

He laughed heartly at the boys words, "my yes you are fast but speed and agility will not save you all the time, for instance how would you lighting fast reflexes help agaiced ligting itself?" And with that Snori raised his hand to the sky and let if fall to earth, controling its downward journy, letting it strike a dune, making it burst into sand and dust.

"All though i have to admit for your age you have a lot of skills and knolege, but all im going to say is that be care full how you hone them, I geuss I made that mistake the first time."

He was begining to like this boy no mater how much he wanted to just ignore him but he was like willow he was growing on him.

(Muahahahaha! I own you!!)
Luke looked as the dust cleared.
"Well, i'd run like hell. Or die. Depends which comes first. My brain or lightening!" Luke laughed. He picked up the sand and dropped it.
"Hmmm, abitlity to cast thunder? Better not mess with you!" Luke said. He looked at the sky and there were no clouds.
"When speed can be used to save me, i will use it! If i can't i have a small knowlage of using a sword so i'll live for a minuate!" Luke said. He got out his sword and stuck it into the ground. Then struggled to get it back out.

(( I woulnt go that far ;-) after all im keep em short cos theirs nothing to do hey do you mind if end this after all your leaving for spain.. not russia... spain))

"Well im sure that your supirior speed slight of hand will save you, and if ever you run into to trouble my young beard just ask." He smiled at his atempt to retreave his sword.

Getting up from the boat he took back his money pouch and began to take a the long walk to the city. "Enjoy your adventures young beard." He cryed over his shoulder has he dissapeared over a dune.

(Lol! I'm going in ages but now we end! You've left so...)

Luke looked as he ran off.
"Wait! What is your name? I never heard it!" Luke yelled. He tried to pick up the boat and flipped it over. He pushed it into the sea and watched it sail away.

Over hearing their conversation Sareion walked up to they boy "I Heard your traveling on your own. Right? i would be willing to protect you if you like." Sareion looked over the boy "I'am Sareion. I'am a knight and i can teach you how to use that." Sareion points to the sword "Well it's nice meeting you" Sareion puts his hand out for a hand shake

Fionn walks up and slaps Sareion on the shoulder. Making new friends, are we! Sareion here may teach you the sword, but I can teach you of the Wild. The birds will be your messengers and the trees your home. But to learn either requires a stout heart and much time. How long will you stay amongst us?