[h3]Lauzurus RP proudly presents...[/h3]


[h1][center][u][i]-Tales of Serttena-[/i][/u][/center][/h1]
[h2][center][u][i]Chapter I[/i][/u][/center][/h2]


Nervously Desmond kick his legs back and forth. Today is a big day for many reasons. It's his first time ever riding a horse carriage, it's his first day at school and it's his first time to be this far from home. But it is also the most exciting day for the same reasons. The driver whistles a cheery melody while he steers the carriage on small paths between pine and fern trees. Gazing at the strong after noon sun Desmond sees how the driver turn toward him.

-"Looks like we're here lad." He said giving the boy a wide smile.

He rides into a clearing and in front of him it lies, Lauzurus magical school for gifted children. At first the boy is filled with excitement to witness the oh so famous school, but he can't help feeling that the dull two levelled building doesn't make much of an impression. Actually the red brick building looked too boring to be true. The carriage stopped quite a bit away from the school doors where the driver helped him unload his bags. He were not alone to begin the new school year though, Many other children were waiting anxiously to be received, everyone with their own bags.

"You are on your own now lad, take care will you?" Desmond simply nodded at the driver in response.

Auron sat on his bags, bored to the bone. He had been here since mid day watching child after child arriving. [i]Dull. Why do they all look so dull?[/i] He thought as he flipped his father's letter between his fingers. Though Auron were tempted to open the letter he knew it would only leave him bitter. His father seldom brought good news, but his letters never carried them. He sighed as he stood up, stretching his pale arms high. [i]At least this is an opportunity to get away from the madness.[/i]

With curious eyes Julius had inspected the black haired boy. While the other students seemed excited or at least nervous this boy had played with his letter for an hour wearing a stone like expression. Only now had he moved, standing up stretching only to sit back down with his apathetic look. Tearing his eyes off the boy he noticed the curious eyeing from the rest of the group. After all, the Nord boy stood out quite a lot being a head taller than the rest and built like farmhand. Surprised Julius felt someone bumping into his rear.

-"Sorry!" Desmond squeaked as the taller boy looked over his shoulder. Desmond pulled his bags closer to him and hurried past the Nord quickly.
-"Don't worry about it." Julius answered looking at the nervous kid clumsily making his way into the group before turning his gaze back to the black haired boy. The group grew restless as nothing happened for many tens of minutes and so did Auron, Desmond and Julius as well.

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[b][u]Desmond[/u][/b]

(Open Choice)

[hider=Character Sheet]Name: Desmond Glover
Age: 13
Gender: Man
Race: Swedian

Strength: 0
Endurance: 1
Soul: 2
Psyche: 1
Intelligence: 0
Charisma: 1
Luck: 1

Alignment: +0
Popularity: +0
Well being: +10

Inventory: Cigarettes.
Money: 3 silver, 26 copper[/hider]

[b][u]Auron[/u][/b]

(Open Choice)

[hider=Character Sheet]Name: Auron Zecane
Age: 13
Gender: Man
Race: Swedian

Strength: 0
Endurance: 1
Soul: 2
Psyche: 2
Intelligence: 0
Charisma: 0
Luck: 1

Alignment: +0
Popularity: +0
Well being: +10

Inventory: Ink and quill
Money: 5 silver, 23 copper[/hider]

[b][u]Julius[/u][/b]

(Open Choice)

[hider=Character Sheet]Name: Julius Frost
Age: 12
Gender: Man
Race: Nord

Strength: 3
Endurance: 2
Soul: 0
Psyche: 0
Intelligence: 0
Charisma: 0
Luck: 1

Alignment: +0
Popularity: +0
Well being: +10

Inventory: Short sword, prayer beads, dagger
Money: 3 copper[/hider]