Of Blood and Loss

III. The Flame

"I don't get it."

Morgan awoke in a hospital bed again. His left arm was wrapped all in bandages, but through the gaps he could see his skin was tinted Violet. Morgan hoisted himself up to take a look at him, The man had taken his cloak off. His mask was the front piece of a helmet; and so the Deer skull was flipped open pointing upwards. A huge bag, overflowing with scrolls, materials, food, just general trash, sat beside the man. He had oak eyes so soft you could swear they were almost crimson. His nose was small, and his eyelids and eyes in general was dark. He was just a kid.

"I shot lightning at you" His voice reflected the same childlike part of him, it was light, but sometimes got grizzled. Morgan couldn't figure out how old he really was. "And you thought the best thing to do was run at me?". The two laughed, and Morgan retorted. "I'd do anything for a good hit." Morgan smiled, "Morgan." "Achilles." The man smiled back. "Fancy magic by the way"

Achilles smiled and extended his first and middle finger, and a small, candle light came out. "I couldn't choose between staying a Samurai or trying out magic. My dad was a mage so he had a ton of spare scrolls, so I figured I'd use them." Morgan looked confused "Scrolls?"

"Some magic comes from Scrolls, its used once and then after it's useless, but thats mostly the advanced stuff. Hercules told me, is it true you never left Akrasia?" He leaned in and smiled. Morgan nodded "No education either, Just fighting."

"Thats kinda cool. So you really know nothing about magic?" Achilles smirked a little. "I know you have to do the hand things" Morgan smiled back. "I noticed all your fire magic, you have to do the two fingers." Achilles let go of his flame. "Thats right. The first two fingers mean Flame, The first and fourth mean lightning and open means pure." He winked "You like the trick I did with the hold spell?"

He lifted his Katana and was about to drop it, when he held his other hand open flat; and the Katana hovered there. He sat and sneered why Morgan looked astonished, playing around and trying to push the Katana.

"I'm lucky you're a calm person" Morgan smiled, playing with the still sword. "My only friends up until now were people I would fight, well we still fought, but still. It's sweet to know other people understand the fight" Achilles was furrowed his brow but simply smiled and nodded.

"Well that settles it" Achilles stood up, his armour was now all in view. The same carmine red wooden plates from his gloves also decorated his body, long planks across his chest, culminating just under his waist. Instead of armour, he had simple black leggings; and a nice pair of brown boots. "Your old man has the 2000 gold, we should probably go check how much he's wasted it in the bar. He's already been in there for a few hours." Morgan was a little confused "You want to come with us?" Achilles smiled "You've got a lot of exploring to do, I've got a lot of exploring to do. If you help me take down Ancients, then I'm all game for helping whatever you need to do." Morgan smiled and nodded. The man hoisted his huge bag onto his back, and helped the boy up.

The two stepped out, and Morgan took a second to look around. The hospital was funnily enough, just outside the arena. The Arena was dead center of town, with various general shops, bars and markets surrounding it. Wyord was alive, bustling waves of people, surrounded by friends and family looking to spend their money. There were markets as far as Morgan could see, Where Greywatch was dark and lonely; Wyord was dense with life. Morgan could barely even find the bar, that was hidden away behind rug vendors and exotic coat stores. On the way to the Bar, Morgan explores the shops the two passed. The head of a Tiger marked the shop of the hunter, with Troll Eyes and Sabre Cat's tooth out on for sale. The man himself seemed to be donned in a bear inspired leather armour. They were pricey too, beasts from distant lands were rare in a little Trädlandar town, far away from the rest of the world. Morgan looked at the various items, and was met of the names of creatures he's never even heard of before. Fairy wing, Spider Kidney, Beetle horn; Morgan mistook the beasts horn for a weapon. Achilles finally reached the door and had to usher Morgan in.