Here i was going to continue to write a lot more and have it be more exciting but then I realized that the only way he could do stuff was to go on a quest to see his abilities and I want to take a poll on his first quest. here is the story up until the quest..... I wrote this today
SilverZard
His name was Argint and among the zards he was as normal as a leaf in the tree. He wasn’t the smartest or the fastest or the strongest and often didn’t talk to zards that much. He was an apprentice to Topitorie who was the man who made the common tools of the zard. He was the only apprentice to him and was advancing very quickly and was almost at the skill of his master Topitorie. Argint was walking through the woods when a group of red zards which were the ones who had more control over fire than the others but it wasn’t with the use of magic, they could create fire in their hands, their fur and were resistant to fire, but other than that they couldn’t do that much. They were accompanied by only a couple of blue zards who’s only ability was to be able to breath underwater.
“Hey Argy (a mean nickname they called him) were are you goin?” Bravo asked Argint who didn’t want trouble so he didn’t say anything and tried to walk by but the red zard burst into flames and wouldn’t let him pass. “I said,” walking towards Argint “where are you going?” this time Argint didn’t just try to walk by, he ran as fast as he could and has a greenzard outside he could outrun a cheetah. He did get away but he knew there would be trouble later with that crew. He continued to walk into the woods further and further away, he knew the only reason that they picked on him was because he had no parents and knew that they never died they just left him in the middle of the town in a basket as a baby and by that he knew that he wasn’t good enough for them. He liked to think that they were cool like one of the mixed zards who had the ability of all of the three zards and just didn’t have time to care for him because they were saving the zard race all of their lives. He never even knew his name, he knew it was Romanian (zards use the same languages as humans) but never found it out because nobody knew how to talk in the language.
He walked further and further in thinking about his own life and what it might turn out to be and the realized he must have walked miles because he didn’t know were he was and walking that far didn’t occur to him because he only thought that he’d been walking a few minutes. He decided that he would just turn around and walk in the direction he came from. He had been walking for at least a half hour when he still didn’t recognize anything were he had ever been. The forest got thicker and thicker and more foggy than he had ever seen, the trees swayed but there was no wind, they rustled and creak without the aid of the wind. He started to hear footsteps in all the directions around him but couldn’t see anyting because of the mist and the thick woods. It got thicker and more misty until suddenly he closed his eyes but still could see, think this must be a dream because what he saw when he closed his eyes was a clearing in the woods and saw no mist beyond that. He was walking towards it and he closed his eyes so when he tried to open nothing happened because somehow they were already open. Scared from the forces that were at work here he kept walking but very slowly, the only vegetation was a few bushes sparkled with silver, the magic color of the zards. He was more amazed at what he saw this incredible sight of magic made him not scared because what he saw when he walked into the clearing were a dozen zards, they were all very old and had a pulse of power about them. Above all their fur was the color silver the ancient races of silverzards who prowess of magic put others in awe because they could access the arcane and control the elements about them.
He was so surprised to find them that he literally fainted. He woke up in a bed with the 12 members surrounding him, they said his name and over the course of the day they told him what happened to his parents and how he came to be. His parents were strong silverzards who were almost masters of the arcane. They had to leave him so in fact they could use their magic to help save the zards. And they told him that thye had been protecting him from the other normal zards by making his fur seem to be green and only when he needed it they would grant him the speed of a green zard. He almost fainted again with surprise that his wishes came true but he steadied himself and as they told him that he was going to study and learn the power of magic over the next year.
A year later he woke up feeling refreshed from the past days work training with the arcane and went outside for the big ceremony of 13. He walked to the garden were he first saw them and they congratulated him giving him their blessings for luck in his future life. He was happy that he now knew how to tap into the arcane and use it to his will but the more he used it the more tired he got. He talked with them about the past year and they were thinking of a test that he would have to pass to prove to prove to himself strong enough to fight off the evils of the world that to common folk didn’t know about.