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I cant sleep in without you guys making 20 posts XD
Lance hadn't really slept during the night because he was too excited. "Well it about time to get a move on" Lance put on his shirt, he doesn't regularly sleep with one on. He goes downstairs and greets everyone as well as grabs some bread and coffee, he sits down for a brief moment. His life has took a strange turn, as if it was his destiny.

Lance finished his bread, brushing the crumbs off his hands and downed the coffee in one go. It was time to depart for the academy. The head Lore master gave directions for how we will be departing. Lance stretches and lets out a strenuous yawn as he waits in line, he gets his canteen and basket and starts walking to his designated wagon. On his way he passed Demot who seemed to have dogs who have 3 heads along with him. Lance walks up to Demot, "What kind of creature is this." He says approaching them. Some of them looked really nice others looked like they would like not to be bothered.
Lance had been sitting in the far left corner across from mystique, he had been taking in all the information carefully. He was gonna be the mother, father, and partner of the dragon he will be raising. He wanted to meet the companion who was best suited for him.

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Lance overheard Lore master Galbatorix's offer for early magic classes, "I would be interested in taking your magic classes as well" He says after taking a sip of mead. "I think it would be a fine opportunity as well as a head start in our studies." Taking a spoon full of stew, Lance hadn't had a meal like this in years, he had been living on the streets and stowing away for so long. It was a nice change he was adapting too.
3:40 over here lool XD
After arriving at the gypsy camp and giving a task Lance knew what he had to do. "Alright lets get started" he sighs, Lance walks up to the craftsmen store and greets them.

"Good evening sir, I would like to purchase 6 buckets, 3 baskets, an axe, and a saw for now please"

The craftsmen replies, "this will be 20 bronze and 30 copper, is that all you need sir"

Lance scratches his chin, Lance also needs some furniture as well. "I also require a bed, a table, some chairs, a kitchen set, and 3 different blankets." Lance replies.

The craftsmen takes a couple of minutes to gather everything."Alright this on top of all the other items will cost about, 1 gold 10 silver 20 bronze and 30 copper sir." Lance hands the craftsmen the money and starts loading the items onto the caravan starting with buckets and baskets. Lance then takes the axe, saw, and blankets. Lance was actually pretty excited, it had been forever since he had a bed to call his own. It is basically like he will have his own place. Lance returns to the craftsmen, "I will need some help with the bed" the craftsmen leaves his post and assists Lance in moving the bed. "Thank you, sir" Lance says in relief. "Now the tables, chairs, and kitchen set." Lance finishes moving the last of his items.

Lance Lays against a tree and puts both his hands behind his head. " I think this a good decision he says" Yawning. "Can't wait to start" he says closing his eyes dosing away.
After hearing the directions Lance gets up and gets a black box. "So i just prick my finger and sign my name" Lance thinks in his head. He takes peace of the special parchment. Lance opens the box and takes the pen. Lance pricks his finger and signs his name, Lance Zarsho. By now he knew that there was no chance in getting out of this.

Its do or die time.

He leaves and returns back to his spot, posted up on the wall. Lance lets out a small smirk and folds his arm.
Name:Lance Carter
Age: 12
Hometown: Goldenrod city
Appearance (pic preferred):
Starter: Treecko
Bio: Lance always wanted to become a trainer, he watched all the major competitions on TV, and knew many famous trainers. Lance grew up in goldenrod city, He was finally able to start his journey now and he isn't wasting any time. He is eager to begin

Reserved Legend(s) : Latias, Registeel
Making I reserve latias
Lance finishes his mead in excitement,

he looks up "So when do we start" he says placing his mead on the counter.

He is ready to meet his partner and start training to get stronger. Lance was a runaway from home, he had lived in a small country in which he was a young prodigious swordsman. instead of his parents seeing him as a family member they saw him as a tool of destruction. Lance wanted to get away from this life and carve his own path. He fled his home and lived the life of a lone wolf, he stowed away in cellars and tried to make money when he could. It would be a nice change in his life now that he will have a change in lifestyle.
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