Pyre waded through the water, he could feel that the water around him had seeped into his boots and they were now soaked all the way through. Groaning he leaned down and pulled off his boots and issued them to the edge. They were ruined anyway. After his boots lay by the side of the river he rolled up his pants until they were right under his knee. Standing up, he cracked his back, making a little chain reaction of popping noises.

The weather had finally warmed up which meant that the Baurai family would once again be in the action. He had even gone to the lengths of freightening a power member of their family into telling him where a Upper member would be. And knowing the Baurai, even if they had been told about the breach in knowledge, they’d wait for Pyre to show up, and then they’d kill him. But Pyre was hoping that he’d manage to not die in the upcoming fight.

Pyre froze, voices up ahead caused him to hunker down, peeking through the bushes he saw a tall blonde woman. She was muscular, with blood red eyes and pale blonde hair. She was dressed in black armor, a spear in her hand. Other people in black armor conversed around her. Sighing pyre sunk down into the sun warmed water. He slowly made his way down the river towards the growth of vegetation where the Baurai stood. As he got closer he gripped the silver knife he had stolen from a vendor the day before. It wouldnt be the best for a fight against Sylvia Baurai, but it was the best he could manage with his lack of money right now. As he got close to the shore he slinked out of the water, quietly and effortlessly. He knew his speed was greater than that of Sylvia, but she was stronger than he was. Once he was by the bush he shot through the branches and wrapped his arm around Sylvia’s neck and placed the tip of the blade at her waist. Her Baurai tattoo was there, and like his family, a tattoo, if pierced could cause you to bleed out with ease. Which is why Pyre had carefully cut off his tattoo, and almost died doing it. But without his tattoo he was no longer a member of the Aurelle family. It was a magic seal, he wasn’t even blood related to anyone anymore. It was weird. But the Aurelle gene was gone now. Which meant someone would be here soon to remove his memory of Aurelle. Which meant he’d be left with a blank memory, one of the only facts he’d have left was the death of his mom. Turning back to the present he pressed the blade tip in a little more, causing Sylvia to yelp. “Pyre... I heard the Aurelles were looking for you.” She said. Pyre nodded. “All of you, leave or she dies.” Pyre said. They looked at Sylvia, who nodded. The men retreated far away, not too far, but out of sight. “Why are you here Pyre, you knew the terms of or agreement, I make peace, you cut off your seal and leave the world of the old families behind. I’ve made peace with the Aurelles, at least for now that is. And yet you still have evaded the Aurelle family hunters and you come here. Why?” She asked. Pyre sighed. “You know that the peace won’t last more than a decade. We both do. Creating peace was false. The Aurelle family is preparing to end the battle this month. Now that the Baurai are also gathering troops for a battle in a few years, they won the expecting the Aurelle family to have this many troops.” Pyre responded. “Shit,” Sylvia said, “Why did you tell me this? Let me go, the deal is a lie isn’t it? I have to gather my troops.” Sylvia struggled but Pyre placed the blade close to her tattoo. “Pyre, you broke the deal, the Baurai will be slaughtered.” She said. “Our families have been at war long enough, if they kill eachother in a fight, I want out. This ear has been useles for the past century.” Pyre argues. Sylvia groaned “you’re overreacting Pyre, your family wronged us centuries ago, and we’re carrying on our duty.” She said, spitting at his feet. “I’ll give you a choice Sylvia. I can take off your tattoo and you’ll be free, just like me. Or you can stay and die.” Pyre said. Sylvia stopped, “you can take it off without killing me?” She asked. “Yes, you’ll get close to death, I almost died, but if I do it right you’ll be fine.” Pyre said. Sylvia sighed, “ I’m assuming that you’re still going to give your family the upper hand if I say no and you’re going to kill me.” She asked. Ogre shrugged, “I might.” Sylvia looked up st the sky. “Do it, the Baurai tattoo is different, and my memories will vanish instantly. Leave me here in orchidia and go on by yourself. Just. Don’t leave me at the guild.” Sylvia said. Pyre nodded and then in a quick slice, cut the skin and tattoo off her waist. Blood poured out and pyre quickly took her scarf and wrapped it up. She fell uncouncious. Pyre dragged her out of the woods and into a bakery where she would be taken care of. He was walking back to a place to be on his own when a hand grabbed him and then everything went black.

The young man shot up in the bed, where was he, an alleyway? No, this was a church. A nun looked over and came rushin over. “Ahh Theris, you’re awake.” “Theris?” He asked? The nun raised an eye brow “I guess that isn’t your name?” She said. Well, let’s see, how about Rym? Does that strike a bell? You look like you have family from those small tribes in the Wilds of a forest? And rym is a common name there. That’s where my mom is from.” She said. “Rym,” he repeated. Rym was his fathers middle name, he could remember that. His mother wouldn’t tell him much other than that they met in the wilds forêt and his middle name was Rym. “Yes, that’s sounds about right.” I assume I am from the tribes.” He said. The nun smiled. “I guess I can arrange passage back there.” She said. Smiling.
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