Lifestone |Chapter One| FINALLY HERE GUYS!
Posted May 7th, 2014 by Imnotalamo
in somewhere new and exciting
ATTENTION: I am changing some parts of the original plot: Ryan works in an apothecary, not a tavern. Also, The town he works in isn't tiny. It is about average sized, with a population of about a thousand (Average for a town in this book). Other minor changes will be listed in future chapters, as they become relevant.
The city bell tolled loud and clear, rattling Ryan’s eardrums as the skinny boy hauled his heave package of herbs and assorted minerals and salves from the Safepost market. The boy quickly ran down the road as the sun was slowly sinking below the horizon, reaching the thick city gates just as they were starting to close. He walked slowly with the gates, not actually stepping in until the last moment. Most of the soldiers and other interested citizens watching just rolled their eyes and continued on their own business. This was a normal occurrence.
Ryan shot a grin at Amafi, a tall, lanky boy who was waiting just inside the gate. He had slightly darker skin than what was normal to the Kren people and deep brown, almost black eyes. Amafi grinned back, a bit less enthusiastically.
"You're cutting it close now Ryan. You don't want to be outside the gate at night." Amafi’s voice was hard to describe. All you could call it was prepared. No matter how strange the description seemed, it really did fit him. Amafi scrunched up his face and held out has arms straight forward, the palms of his hands facing down. "The Howlers would get you! And we wouldn't want that, now would we?" He looked like he was thinking hard about whether he believed what he had said for a moment before Ryan freed a hand from the packages straps and slugged him in the arm. Amafi just grinned.
Shaking his head, Ryan started to head down Main Street, Amafi right behind. The sights and smells of the city would be overwhelming to someone visiting the town, but to Ryan, they were home. The sharp smell of spices combating with the fresh, relaxing scent of the fresh fruit, all being sold by different merchants and vendors felt wonderful to Ryan’s nose. The colorful shirts and other assorted clothes both being sold and worn gave the street a feel of festivity.
Ryan and Amafi turned onto a side street packed with even more festive colors and strange smells. The two boys stopped outside a building with a dark, earthy brown wood siding. Over the door hung a sign stylized with three ferns hanging by the stem from a thin black line across the top of the sign. The wood and paint of the sign was obviously not brand new, but just as obviously extremely well cared for. Ryan pushed open the door and walked into the shop.
The smells of assorted herbs and medicines assaulted the noses of the two boys. The general smell was leafy and bitter, and Ryan breathed in deeply. There was a small open space just inside the door and in front of the counter. The walls were the same as they had been outside. They were decorated with diagrams of different herbs, and there were also a few pictures of different landscapes with small labels that Ryan couldn’t quite make out from where he was standing. The floor was a deep, dark green color.
Sitting on a stool behind the counter was a short man with round wire rimmed glasses. The man smiled as the two boys walked through the employee doors on far side of the counter. The boys smiled back.
“Welcome home, boys. Ryan, you can set the herbs next to the Sildox in the back pantry. I will sort them later.” He turned to Amafi as Ryan went through a door leading to the back of the shop. “When Ryan gets back, you two can head to bed. It is getting late.” Amafi smiled at the man.
“Thank you Mr. Ganatti. Wake me if you need me.”
Ryan came back from the pantry. Amafi started walking up the stairs, Ryan closely following with a grateful glance at Mr. Ganatti. When they reached the top of the stairs, they went through the first door on the left in the hallway. The small room had just enough space to fit a dresser and two beds with about a five by six space in the middle. The two boys fell almost simultaneously down onto their beds.
Ryan had learned that when he had opportunity to sleep, he should take it, so he was asleep before a minute had passed.
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