Post by redraven on Sept 15, 2012 23:12:33 GMT -5
DATE & TIME :January 4, 11 years previous
WEATHER CONDITIONS : Snowing
CHARACTERS INVOLVED : (Open, but you must have been on Berk at the time)
PREVIOUS THREADS ?-none-
Redathin was downright bored. He had already lost all interest in the small trinkets he had received for his fifth birthday and he wanted something else to do. His mother had gone out to run some quick errands and he had been given the order not to leave the house. He spent the next several minutes searching the small house for something to spark his interest. He found some old socks, a dirty metal plate, and a strange grayish rock.
He took the rock and studied it. It was about the size of his palm, with lots of corners and edges. He quickly lost interest in it and threw it at the wall. The rock collided with a nail sticking out of the wall and sent a shower of sparks everywhere. Redathin's interest was rekindled. He walked over to the wall and picked up the rock again.
He bashed the rock against the nail as hard as he could. Nothing happened, small pieces of the rock fell to the ground , but the dazzling display of sparks didn't happen again. He tried again with the same result. He tried again, but this time he scraped the rock against the nail. A small shower of sparks fell to the ground. Redathin smiled, he felt like he had discovered something special. He needed to practice to show his mother what he had learned.
WEATHER CONDITIONS : Snowing
CHARACTERS INVOLVED : (Open, but you must have been on Berk at the time)
PREVIOUS THREADS ?-none-
Redathin was downright bored. He had already lost all interest in the small trinkets he had received for his fifth birthday and he wanted something else to do. His mother had gone out to run some quick errands and he had been given the order not to leave the house. He spent the next several minutes searching the small house for something to spark his interest. He found some old socks, a dirty metal plate, and a strange grayish rock.
He took the rock and studied it. It was about the size of his palm, with lots of corners and edges. He quickly lost interest in it and threw it at the wall. The rock collided with a nail sticking out of the wall and sent a shower of sparks everywhere. Redathin's interest was rekindled. He walked over to the wall and picked up the rock again.
He bashed the rock against the nail as hard as he could. Nothing happened, small pieces of the rock fell to the ground , but the dazzling display of sparks didn't happen again. He tried again with the same result. He tried again, but this time he scraped the rock against the nail. A small shower of sparks fell to the ground. Redathin smiled, he felt like he had discovered something special. He needed to practice to show his mother what he had learned.