The Story Of Levant

[Brokencrowe 111]

((This is a bit of Levant's backstory; I am trying a new writing style to tell it. It is kind of strange, and suckish, because I lacked inspiration. It has some graphic, and morbid details. I hope none of you are thoroughly offended, by some of the extremely serious themes that take place in this story. Thanks for reading it, please leave any and all feedback <3. Sorry, it was slightly rushed, as well.))

What is it that you want? My childhood? Whatever do you mean? Oh! Fine, then, I'll gladly tell you. However, the tale isn't exactly a cheerful one. I was raised in a Dwarven mining colony up North, though it was ran mostly by Humans. They had no pity for their workers, and paid them in crumbs. What do you mean I am over exagerating!? Do you want to hear the tale or not? Right, then. They paid them in crumbs! Ahem, anyhow, I was cared for by my Auntie for the most part, she wasn't my Aunt by blood, but she lived with us. She Loved me all the same, though. My parents were off working, to barely put food on the table, and even then, it was hardly enough.

By the time I was nine, I had taken to the streets like many of the youths from this colony. We'd ****** bread, apples, whatever we could from the stalls in the market district. I rarely ever got caught; I was as fluid as the wind, and as silent as the night. What do you mean the night is hardly silent?! Well you get what I mean... I was good at what I did. However, there were several times where I did get caught; and those were... rather drastic times....

Levant sat in the market district with his back pressed against the edge of the empty stall, taking a deep breath he shot out around the corner, and dived into the crowd. Making his way past the passing people he approached the food stall; today's meal was as usual, stale bread. Creeping up to the the booth, Levant peered up at the golden loafs of baked bread with wide eyes. Extending his quivering fingertips, he slowly nudged one of the loaves free, allowing it to fall into the flat of his hand.

"I got it," Levant said, hardly above a whisper. A small smile crept its way along his face, as he took a few steps backward; the next move was as simple as disappearing into the crowd.

"Hey, theif!" The booth owner shouted, snatching at Levant's collar. Dodging the advance narrowly, Levant took off launching himself into a sprint, doing his best to work his way through the crowd. Thrusting his messy hair behind his ears, he grinned as he slid around another corner.

"I've lost him!" Levant skidded to a halt and examined his prize. The bread was rough at the touch, but would definitely be a fine treat.

"Hey kid," The merchant's voice shouted from behind him. Levant, took off once more heading towards, what the locals called the great forge. It was a series of smithy shops set up in a semi circle, all around booths, all stocked full of finely crafted blades and armor. Fleeing into one of the shops, Levant slammed the door shut and leapt behind the counter, cowering beneath its slight overhang.

"He's going to catch me..." Levant hissed, as he closed his eyes, and hugged the bread close to his chest. The door of the shop banged open, and heavy footsteps filled the room. The wood creaked beneath the man's feet. Levant crawled out from his hiding spot, and chanced a peek around the edge of the counter. The man was peering into each of the barrels that lined the opposite wall. Then Levant spotted it! A hatch leading downward. " I can hide down there," Levant muttered to himself, as he slowly crawled towards the hatch. Reaching it, he pulled the trap door upward, trying to be as quiet as he could. Slipping his foot into the first rung of the ladder, he quickly scampered down, pulling the hatch shut behind him; cursing as it made a loud banging noise.

"Hey!" The man's voice bellowed, as Levant climbed down into the large room; he felt heat flash across his face. Glancing about he discovered he was in the forge area of the smithy. An unfinished blade sat in the heat of the forge; Levant realized there was no where to hide.

"Got you thief..." The man said, stepping off of the ladder. "No one steals from me..."

"I...I'm sorry," Levant said, his lips quivering. "I didn't mean it..."

The man had a wide frame, and messy auburn hair that fell to his shoulders. Levant held out the loaf of bread, lowering his eyes to the floor.

"I don't want the damn bread," The man slapped it out of Levant's grip. "You need to be taught a lesson, kid." The man shoved Levant forward, slamming the back of his head against the floor. "Stealing is a sin, that it is...." The man's voice trailed off, his eyes wide in rage. "That is my hard earned coin, that it is."

Levant attempted to crawl away, his vision blurring slightly. The man simply placed a heavy boot on the childs back. Levant squirmed beneath him.

"You want up that badly, huh?" The man reached down and plucked the child up by the collar. Levant felt the heat from the forge dance near his face. "Feel that, kid? That's what hard work feels like..." He pressed Levant closer to the opening of the forge. "You're a right mess, kid, stealing from me. You won't repeat that mistake."

"I..." Levant's eyes burned, as he clamped them shut. "I'm sorry."

The man tossed Levant against the forge, the metal seering into his clothing, burning at his flesh. Levant shrieked in pain, falling backward; smoke billowed up from his charred clothing. The scent of burned meat filled the air.

What do you mean, how did I survive?! You really want to know? Well I did obviously... But, that's a story for another time.

[susitsu 871]

I love how often you say you're a terrible RPer when you're amazing. Ive enjoyed every bit of rp Ive had with you and enjoyed reading this, quit doubting yourself.

[Lynden 16]

Great read... Well done

[Bastion 7]

Like I've said, you're really good with detail. :wink: Well done indeed.

[Brokencrowe 111]

Thank you, muchly for the feedback! To be honest I want to rewrite it at one point. I am planning to do more installments, until I get up to when I started playing him in Aegis. Then I might continue all the way up to Kramoroe, and possible all the way up to him help found the Nawari Trade Camp. I am not sure I want to go that far though, as I'd be brushing over a lot of rp, that I can't fully remember.

However I do plan on making it all the way up to the point when I first stepped into Aegis, in roleplay. :P. Levant has always had burn scars, and sword cuts all over his body. And he has this huge back story to why he Loves life so much; and to how he became such a good sword smith; and such a good swordsman. And why he took the role of "The Reluctant Hero." He never truly wants to be a hero. He hates the idea of having his name well known. He just wants to live humbly, in nature. 'Tis why he adored the trade camp (before the blizzard hit).

I will definitely continue these scenes, I might switch up the styles a bit though. Like some will be journal entries of him looking back, and others will be him telling the story at a camp fire, or to the child in his care (Julianna). I am not sure. I just like exploring different styles of writing, as I do hope to become a published Author one day.

I am glad you've enjoyed my writing so far. Any and all feedback is welcome, as long as it is constructive. :).

[Lym 849]

Wrong forum, moved to Roleplay section

Here you may write what you believe should be added to The World Of Aegis, this can be anything from Mods to actual Lore. The better its written, the more chance of it occuring.

[Brokencrowe 111]

Wrong forum, moved to Roleplay section

(Is it slightly sad that I thought I was in the RP section the entire time. ._.?

Well there's a derpy moment for you. XD. Wasn't reading the title of the place I put it in after the initial posting. ><. -feels slightly embarrassed-)

[Kendra 15]

I feel as though there are times in which gaps happen, such as when the merchant pulled him closer to the forge, you never gave the exact positioning he had. That is extremely minor, and you said you liked criticism, so I had to. Otherwise, loved it <3

[steelersfan1221 300]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.