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Hidden Village: Chapter One- "The Newcomers"
Ryo walked swiftly through the village as he inspected everything, from the pathways to the roofs of houses. Any sign of litter or trash and he recited an incantation that reversed gravity on the objects and caused them to float up into the air. Once airborne a group of fairies and other small winged creatures would fly around and snag any loose trash. Ryo was quickly growing tired of the job, however he wanted the new nightsiders to have a good impression of the village at their welcoming ceremony. Ryo rushed through his last few assigned areas, careful not to miss any trash, and then proceeded to the next task on his list.
Once he returned to the center common area he realized why he was assigned to decoration duty. The paths were decorated wonderfully, with twinkling blue dust scattered across them. The tables and benches were also decorated, they each had a wonderfully stitched cloth that draped over them in shades that ranged from a deep blue to a soft purple. However the lights and trees were throwing off the color scheme. The floating path-lights glowed bright orange, casting an eerie light on the blue and purple clothed tables. And the trees were a dull green, which clashed with both the orange lights and the blue and purple cloth.
"Ughhh, Who decorated this?" He muttered under his breath, "It's good, if you ignore the lights and trees!"
He chuckled, thinking how much better he was going to make it. He flipped skillfully through his spell-book, knowing exactly what spell he was going to use. He began to chant in an old and forgotten language, the foliage in the commons shifted colors changing into a brilliant blue. It was only temporary, but it would last for a few days at least. He then scooped a handful of the blue dust from the edge of a path and scattered the dust over the lights, they exploded with light, the burnt orange color faded, replaced by the wonderful sparkly blue color.
"Now that's decorating"
Ryo looked up at the moon, it was almost the middle of the night! He rushed to his hut, a small shack made of roots interlaced with black stones that glowed when he touched them. He had grown it with a spell, it took 6 hours of constant chanting and concentration but he did it, all by himself. He pushed open the round wooden door, entering into his bedroom. It was in fact the only room in the house, but he loved it. It was easier to get around without all the extra walls that other nightsiders put in their homes. He opened a chest at the foot of his bed that held all his clothes. He rifled through his clothes, pulling out a white button-up shirt and a blue striped bowtie. He quickly undressed and put his fancier clothes on, throwing his other clothes into a bin near his door. A team of nightsiders would be by at the end of the night to collect laundry and drop off the previous day's clothes.
Ryo left his home, walking swiftly to the elder-dens where he was supposed to meet Knox, an old Satyr in charge of the welcoming celebrations whom Ryo was being mentored by. In the village teenagers who are becoming adults train under a mentor who teaches them a specific job or trade which the teen will go into once they become an adult. Ryo was being mentored to become a leader, first he would replace his mentor who would retire after training Ryo, then he hoped to rise up the ranks and one day become the Village Sorcerer, a coveted role who was responsible for all magic within the boundaries of the village and also had the important job of keeping the village hidden from outsiders.
Knox walked up to him, his long gray beard training behind him. He knocked his cane against the ground as he walked. He looked at Ryo and nodded, signaling that he did a good job. Knox was mute, he couldn't talk so instead he drew pictures in the dirt to convey his message. A combination of artistical skill, and an enchanted cane, he could draw surprisingly detailed pictures. Today he drew the stump, which they used as a stage for important events, with Ryo in the front behind a podium addressing the crowd. Apparently Ryo had been tasked with the opening speech at the newcomers' welcoming ceremony. He gladly walked up to the bell-tower, which rose up as the highest building in the village, and scaled its staircase. Once at the top he rang the bell loudly, signaling the start of the ceremony. He grinned as he rang the bell, it was considered an honor to ring the ancient bell, an honor he had been able to do three times in his life.
All around people milled about, until they heard the bell and started to make their way towards the stump for the ceremony.
Ryo walked swiftly through the village as he inspected everything, from the pathways to the roofs of houses. Any sign of litter or trash and he recited an incantation that reversed gravity on the objects and caused them to float up into the air. Once airborne a group of fairies and other small winged creatures would fly around and snag any loose trash. Ryo was quickly growing tired of the job, however he wanted the new nightsiders to have a good impression of the village at their welcoming ceremony. Ryo rushed through his last few assigned areas, careful not to miss any trash, and then proceeded to the next task on his list.
Once he returned to the center common area he realized why he was assigned to decoration duty. The paths were decorated wonderfully, with twinkling blue dust scattered across them. The tables and benches were also decorated, they each had a wonderfully stitched cloth that draped over them in shades that ranged from a deep blue to a soft purple. However the lights and trees were throwing off the color scheme. The floating path-lights glowed bright orange, casting an eerie light on the blue and purple clothed tables. And the trees were a dull green, which clashed with both the orange lights and the blue and purple cloth.
"Ughhh, Who decorated this?" He muttered under his breath, "It's good, if you ignore the lights and trees!"
He chuckled, thinking how much better he was going to make it. He flipped skillfully through his spell-book, knowing exactly what spell he was going to use. He began to chant in an old and forgotten language, the foliage in the commons shifted colors changing into a brilliant blue. It was only temporary, but it would last for a few days at least. He then scooped a handful of the blue dust from the edge of a path and scattered the dust over the lights, they exploded with light, the burnt orange color faded, replaced by the wonderful sparkly blue color.
"Now that's decorating"
Ryo looked up at the moon, it was almost the middle of the night! He rushed to his hut, a small shack made of roots interlaced with black stones that glowed when he touched them. He had grown it with a spell, it took 6 hours of constant chanting and concentration but he did it, all by himself. He pushed open the round wooden door, entering into his bedroom. It was in fact the only room in the house, but he loved it. It was easier to get around without all the extra walls that other nightsiders put in their homes. He opened a chest at the foot of his bed that held all his clothes. He rifled through his clothes, pulling out a white button-up shirt and a blue striped bowtie. He quickly undressed and put his fancier clothes on, throwing his other clothes into a bin near his door. A team of nightsiders would be by at the end of the night to collect laundry and drop off the previous day's clothes.
Ryo left his home, walking swiftly to the elder-dens where he was supposed to meet Knox, an old Satyr in charge of the welcoming celebrations whom Ryo was being mentored by. In the village teenagers who are becoming adults train under a mentor who teaches them a specific job or trade which the teen will go into once they become an adult. Ryo was being mentored to become a leader, first he would replace his mentor who would retire after training Ryo, then he hoped to rise up the ranks and one day become the Village Sorcerer, a coveted role who was responsible for all magic within the boundaries of the village and also had the important job of keeping the village hidden from outsiders.
Knox walked up to him, his long gray beard training behind him. He knocked his cane against the ground as he walked. He looked at Ryo and nodded, signaling that he did a good job. Knox was mute, he couldn't talk so instead he drew pictures in the dirt to convey his message. A combination of artistical skill, and an enchanted cane, he could draw surprisingly detailed pictures. Today he drew the stump, which they used as a stage for important events, with Ryo in the front behind a podium addressing the crowd. Apparently Ryo had been tasked with the opening speech at the newcomers' welcoming ceremony. He gladly walked up to the bell-tower, which rose up as the highest building in the village, and scaled its staircase. Once at the top he rang the bell loudly, signaling the start of the ceremony. He grinned as he rang the bell, it was considered an honor to ring the ancient bell, an honor he had been able to do three times in his life.
All around people milled about, until they heard the bell and started to make their way towards the stump for the ceremony.
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