Completed The Song Of Truth - If I Were In Your Shoes

[Alori Sai]

Time Stamp: Day 10th of Spring 513 AV
Where: Wind Reach
Who: Alori

Alori woke up bright and early that morning ready to start the new day. The little teen was still high on a kick of excitement at being back home and having a life again. Although she had been in the city for several weeks now, some things still seemed new and others had a warming familiarity. A huntress she was, but at the time all she cared about was having fun. She started spring off with a birthday bash that turned out to be a lot more fun than she had thought, and then she topped that off with a wild snowball fight in the middle of the courtyard.

She felt amazing, free, and light as a feather with not a care in the world. Even though she hadn't been to the dance club in a few days, the music was still fresh in her ears and the electric beats stirred her into motion. Alori moved about her floor with nothing covering her body other than her blue undergarments. The young Avora twirled about, wildly whipping her hair as she slid across the floor. Arms rose above her head, knees bending as she twisted her hips around to the music in her head.

Skye looked on from his perch in the corner, the gyrfalcon chirped, and tilted his head as he tried to make sense of the girl's odd and jumpy movements. Alori continued to bounce around her room, sauntering across the floor with a unique energy that just wouldn't' die. She flung the doors to her wardrobe open and started to go through the items to find something to wear. It was market day and she planned to spin as much in pinions as she could carry in her arms.

After 10 chimes of flipping through, she finally decided to wear her exotic clothing. An outfit that she had bought before but hadn't worn it yet. The clothing was different to what she was used to wearing, a light gray, tunic top that extended a bit further down her midriff than her Vinati. The pants that she bought were the exact opposite of the Brydas that she had. They were tight and squeezed her limbs and every curve in between. Alori grunted softly as she tried to adjust to them, but it wasn't easy. Still, glancing back into the mirror she did look cute and so she decided she'd at least wear it a full day.

Alori spun around in the mirror again, taking in her new look, as well as the outfit. It was still strange anytime she looked in the mirror and saw her new face. Sometimes if she wasn't paying attention she would actually scare herself when she caught her reflection. Another moment, another spin and she finally decided that she was ready, after adding a dark red scarf to hang loosely around her neck. Now she was finished, she didn't look much like an Inartan, but she was sure as Ivak that she looked cute.

She turned back towards the bed where she sat down to quickly slip into a pair of tall black boots. Skye chirped from his perch and sung a song to get her attention, but Alori only giggled and hopped up and left the room. She knew exactly what he wanted and she would find him the best treats in the market to snack on in the late evenings. Once she stepped outside Syna's light touched her and she was greeted by the small warmth of early spring. The court yard of the sky was her destination and emptying out her purse was her objective.

[Alori Sai]

The day was set, and the little Inartan was ready to partake in the fun events. There was nothing like spending coin to make one feel happy and light hearted, especially for a girl who had just spent the last two seasons in the wilderness. However, the day would take a turn for the unseen. Just as Alori stepped out into the hallway and started to make her way towards the staircase, a figure appeared out of nowhere and slammed right into her.

"Hah!!"

The tiny Avora was easily knocked aside and sent tumbling to the ground near the steps. Alori grunted softly as she tried to push herself up to look around. "Are you alright?" A pleasant voice called out to her in common, causing the girl to glance up curiously. It was hard to make out his face or any features, with the brilliance of Syna's light casting hard shadows against his solid form. The man reached down and quickly pulled the teen to her feet. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to run into you." he added with a gentle, but weak smile.

Alori stood up, and looked upon him fully now. Hazel brown eyes stared deeply into pools of royal blue. His hair was dark, short and shaggy and his frame appeared lean and strong. The man's face was handsome yet weather-beaten, and his smile was warm and unlike anything she had seen in a long time. His style of clothing made him for a foreigner.

"Yea, I'm fine. Just watch where you're..."

Her words trailed off at the sound of hurried foot steps and the high whispers of men conversing amongst each other. The man in front of her suddenly turned away and began hobbling towards the entrance to the common rooms. Alori spun around just in time to see him disappear into the hallway before the men she heard were upon her. The teen turned back around and was greeted by four men, all dressed in armored Brydas with talon swords at their hips. They were Endal, and suddenly the reason for the man rushing by her became a bit more clear. He had done something..

"You there, did you see a foreigner come this way? He has dark hair and dressed as travelers do. He would also appear wounded."

It seemed that she had been right. The man had done something and now the Endal were out to get him. Alori stared hard at the men for a tick without saying anything. The young girl could feel their eyes on her, watching her, judging her. These where the protectors of the city, but she didn't feel protected, she didn't feel safe. Even though Kelwyn had changed her and there was no way for them to ever figure out who she really was, Alori didn't trust them, and her views on them had been changed forever.

Perhaps that was the reason for her actions, or maybe it had something to do with the young charming young man that obviously needed her help. Whatever the reason, the little Avora did something then, something that she wasn't too sure about. Alori looked up into the eyes of the men and raised her arm to point out and away from her body, signaling that the man had run past the common rooms instead of inside. "He went that way." she added hesitantly.

The Endal men took off without so much as a thank you, or even checking to see if she was ok. Alori shook her head and turned away. The last thing that she wanted was to be involved in more trouble. But it seemed, as she reached down to dust off her clothing, that she didn't have much of a choice. Turning her hand over, she noticed a wet bloody stain. She quickly looked back down and noticed a smear on her pants. It wasn't her blood, she held no scars at all and felt no pain. Glancing back towards the entrance to the common rooms, Alori realized what this meant. Whoever this man was, he was injured..

[Alori Sai]

It would have been so easy to turn away and leave it all be. It would have been so easy to continue down the steps and go on with her day, as if nothing had even happened. It would have been so easy to just stick to the plan and go into the market and shop..it should have been so easy, but it wasn't not for Alori. It wasn't easy for a girl who cared for others, it wasn't easy for a girl who'd been through hard times, it wasn't easy for a child of Ivak. Already the gnosis on her neck was glowing, burning as she sensed the overwhelming emotional pain emanating from just inside the common rooms.

Alori sucked up a deep breath, her small fingers clenching into fists as she prepared herself. There was no going back now, and although she knew what dangers could await her, the teen headed back inside to find the man. It didn't take long, the moment she stepped back inside the halls, she noticed a fading trail of blood leading further down the hall. She didn't call out to him, not wanting to alert anyone else to his presences. Instead, Alori walked quickly down the hall, while rolling off the balls of her feet to lighten her steps.

Measured steps lead her way, her arm extended and gently pressing against the wall to better hold her balance. There was a cough suddenly, the sound making soft echoes from the carved arching wall just outside of a door. There he stood, slumped shoulders, and leaning forward with his arms out stretched and cupping his leg where an arrow had been buried. Alori stared in silence, the young Avora had made it inside and found the man, but she was now uncertain of what to do. She had acted on impulse and the swirling cloud of emotions that urged her to find him. Still, the man was injured, and the teen wasn't a healer and she couldn't go out and get one to help either.

"Thank you..for not telling them." the man suddenly said in a surprisingly calm voice. It took Alori aback so see someone in deep emotional pain as well as harsh physical pain to be so calm. She couldn't imagine that she could act the same. She glared at him from the short distance between them, her hazel eyes searching him curiously. "What makes you think I didn't tell them?" she asked bluntly.

"Because if you did, they'd be here to finish me off instead of you being here.." he paused a tick as he attempted to move and hissed away the pain in his leg. " And because I saw you..before I hid back here." he continued. "At first, I was sure that you were going to, but then you didn't and now...I could really use your help again. I have to get this arrow out, and I have to treat this wound, or I'm not going make it." The nerve of the man, to ask her for help after she had already helped him once even though she didn't know him or what he had done. But there was something about him, about his eyes, his voice, he didn't seem like a bad person..like a criminal and she thought just maybe he was like her.

"Fine, I'll help you...just be quiet." the words just came out and without another thought, the Avora moved closer and pulled his arm around her shoulder to help the man to stand up. He grunted in pain, his words of thank you, traced with a hiss as he fought the urge to cry out. Alori had decided to help him, and with the slowness of their pace, she had plenty of time to think over the many ways that it could go wrong. She could hear people coming, chattering in the nearby halls. They had to hurry, if someone saw them together there would be no saving either of them once the Endal found out.

Alori's heart raged inside her chest and her eyes wildly searched around them as she looked for any shadows or figures. It seemed like a full bell before she made it back to her room, but she had done so and without anyone seeing them. Once inside, Alori helped him to hobble over to the far side of her bed and as gently as possible, helped him to sit on the floor. His legs were shaky, and the moment that he sat down, his injured leg stretch out causing him to finally cry out in pain. "Shussss!" she quickly said covering his mouth. "I'm sorry, you have to be quiet or they'll hear you." Alori quickly spun around, using her hands to push off the floor as she scurried back towards her door and looked out. There was no one in sight, and she heard no voices either, it seemed that no one had heard him...they were lucky.

"Petch....what am I doing?"

[Alori Sai]

Alori sighed as she stood in the doorway, the teen had promised herself that she wouldn't get involved with anything ever again. It was all too much and she was starting to understand why many people didn't look to try and make their lives better, it was just too hard. Alori had decided inwardly to simply give up on all her dreams and just enjoy the life that she had. It seemed easier to let it all go, to just pretend that none of it ever meant anything to her, but even that tasted a lie. As much as she wanted to fight it, deep down Alori knew that the fire would never stop burning within her, and that her fate was more than to live the life of a simple hunter.

Now she was stuck in her room harboring a fugitive, who's crime she didn't know of. Reckless as always, she had jumped into something without thinking it out fully and now she was in more trouble. Looking down, Alori eyes widen as she noticed a trail of blood leading to her doorway. "Shyke!" she protested and quickly turned back into her apartment. She had to move quickly, if the Endal came back through the trail would lead them right to her door.

The man sitting in the corner moaned a bit more, and possibly even said something to her, but Alori was in too much of a panic to listen. She grabbed a cloth from her table and raced into the hallway to clean up the blood. Kneeling down, the Avora quickly began to wipe up the trail starting at her door and moving outward. She moved further down the hall from where they had walked and noticed that the trail seemed to have started a few feet from where she had found him.

Suddenly there voices again, footsteps in the halls and they were moving fast. Alori fought off a squeal as she quickened her pace to finish before whoever it was arrived. The tiny blonde was able to wipe up the last bit just before the voices and footsteps echoed in her ears. She could feel them behind her as they turned the corner onto the next hall, and tucked the bloody rag into a ball and held it under her arm. Alori turned and stood up, almost coming face to face with the women that were passing in the hall in front of her. She was glad they hadn't been Endal, or anyone nosy who might try and find out what she was up too.

Alori hurried back to her room and locked her door, before disposing of the cloth. She moved back around the bed to where the wounded man sat and kneel in front of him again. He looked bad, sweat covering his brow, and there was visible blood around the arrow sticking out of his leg. "Okay..so tell me how I can help?" Alori asked in a hushed tone. He looked up at her with that same calm face, those same deep blue eyes looking upon her gently. "I need you to go out and find my backpack, it has medical supplies inside that I can use to treat this. I had to ditch it, it was too much to carry with my wounded leg."

"Okay, so..where is it?" she asked none to happy about leaving him alone in her apartment. " I don't know where is it exactly, I hid it while I was running, some place called the lost sense I think." Alori knew of the place, she had never been inside before, but she knew where it was. Still, she didn't like leaving a stranger in her room, even if she had brought him there, but if she was going to help help him, there was little choice.

"Alright, I'll go."

[Alori Sai]

Alori left her apartment and once again headed outside and down the stairs. She was scared, unsure, and determined. The tiny Avora knew what she had to do, but should she do it, and why she was willing to, were mysteries even to her. She hurried down the steps in a brisk pace towards her destination. The teen wasn't sure if she should run faster or slow down. The stranger was in pain and he needed help, but she didn't want anyone to be suspicious of her.

She was paranoid now and every thought, whisper and glance were marking her as an accessory to whatever crime the man had committed. Finally Alori stopped looking around at all and moved forward while trying to keep her resolve from fading away. It dawned on her then that the man never told her exactly what his bag looked like. It wasn't going to work, nothing made sense and she just knew that she wouldn't find what she was searching blindly for. Once Alori made it to the Lost Sense, she opened the door and stepped inside cautiously.

The teen didn't know what to expect on the inside, but she wasn't really there to explore the place either. Standing in the doorway, her hazel eyes moved across the people on the inside. It appeared that they were all waiting for their turn and newer people getting signed up for their treatments. Alori wasn't sure if she should speak to someone or just search for the man's pack. But then she saw it, a large backpack stuffed under the bottom of a seat towards the corner by the door. "This must be it.." she thought to herself and dropped to her hands and knees so that she could slide under the seat far enough to reach the backpack.

Pulling on the backpack, she noticed that it wouldn't move from where it was laying. For a moment, she wondered if it was just too heavy or possibly stuck somehow. Alori tried again, this time she sat all the way down and pulled with her arms while pushing against the seat with her shoulder. This time it worked and the backpack came out along with a long wooden plank that was caught in the straps of the backpack. "What is this?" she thought curiously and pulled it all the way out from under the seat.

It was an instrument of sorts, one that looked alot like a lute, however the neck was straight and longer than that of the lute. The body was also slightly different in size and was more oval like and longer as well. "I've seen this before...Is this his too?" she had to wonder given the fact that it was tangled in his backpack. Alori looked around, seeing if anyone in the room would recognize the instrument as their own. When no one did, she decided to take a chance and see if she was right. With the backpack and instrument in hand, the girl hurried out of the place before anyone had the chance to speak with her.

She moved faster now, hoping that no one would spot her with the backpack, or realize who it belonged too. It seemed like a bell, but she made it back to her apartment without anyone seeing her and headed back inside quickly. "Okay..I have it, tell me this is yours?" the teen asked panting softly from her run there and back. The man nodded his head and waved her over. "Yea.that's my backpack, let me have it." Alori was relieved that she had found the right thing and wouldn't have to go back out again. The Avora left the instrument on her bed and brought the backpack over and set it down beside him.

"Thank you." the man said with a weak smile. "I need you to help me get the arrow out. You're going to have to brake the shaft so that I can pull the rest of it out." The girl's eyes grew wide as he spoke, it was one thing to remove an arrow from a dead animal, but to do it to a person was something different. "Are you sure you can't do it?" she asked really hoping that she wouldn't have too. But the man shook his head and pointed to his leg again. "I'll hold my leg down and you snap the shaft off quickly." Alori sighed heavily and leaned forward, it was all too much, and the more that she helped, the more she wished that she hadn't.

SNAP!

The sound was loud, but even more so was the cry that the injured man let out as he leg jumped and bucked about. It was all too much, and nothing made sense and with the continuous shouting from the stranger, she was sure that someone heard.

[Alori Sai]

Through muffled cries and groans the stranger worked. His backpack laid open at his side, with the medical supplies that he carried scattered in the small area. Alori cheered him on through the light pats and rubs she applied to his shoulder. Medicine wasn't something she knew a lot about and she knew it was better for him, if he did it all himself. Even so, her hands started to sweat and the hairs on her body stood up as he continued. It was dangerous, too much for them to make any sort of mistake. Alori would stand up and shuffle back to her door to make sure that no one had heard his awkward groans and that no one was on their way to take a look.

"Thank you.." the man said once he was finally done patching up his leg. "Not a bad job, if I say so myself." He added with a weak smile, still being humorous even then. "Well I hope you're done with all the screaming, you could have got us caught you know?" Alori complained, though there was also concern in her voice. "No, I'm better now...All better. I can rest now...just sit here and rest.." He lifted his head and rested back against the wall and closed his eyes. Not another word was said, leaving the girl to stare at him oddly.

"Hey!..Are you..?"

"Zzzzzzzzz"

"Oh...he's a sleep. Oh for petching sake..scaring me like that."

Alori sat back, resting on her knees as she watched him for a chime more. He looked so peaceful and harmless sitting there, as if he wouldn't have harmed anything.

However..people had said that about her as well. The teen sat in silence for a bit more, before she turned her gaze upon the instrument that she had brought back. In the intensity of the moment and the urgent need to get the man patched up, she hadn't had time to ask about it. She had seen one's like it in the Inclement Weather used by the bands, but never anywhere else. There was something else different about it, something that she couldn't explain right away.

The little Avora crawled back onto the bed and lifted the guitar into her arms. Her fingers slid across the smooth wooden surface and glided towards the strings. It was certainly different than a lute, she thought. Alori cradled the guitar, and positioned her arms and fingers, in what she assumed were the right places and began to lightly pick the strings. The sound that vibrated forth was similar, but more defined than what she'd heard from lutes. Again she picked the strings, giving each one a tug to figure out where the light and deeper notes came from.

Next she started to move her fingers from holding down each string at the top of the neck of the instrument to test out the difference in sound between the pitches. Alori liked it, it was the perfect thing to take her mind off the problem that she had willingly thrown herself into. Continuing to pick the strings and pressing down on the other side, she began to slowly commit the cords to memory and was trying to creature a rhythm. Alori played with the guitar for chimes more while the man slept. It was ridiculous really, so much trouble for a stranger, and she didn't even know his name.

[Alori Sai]

The faint sound of music could be heard emanating from within Alori's apartment. It was an awkward sound, one that seemed to repeat itself over and over again. The girl tested the strings, fingers pressing upon the top neck and the others picking away at the ones down lower at the base. She had no idea what she was doing, but it was fun, and for the moment it was the perfect distraction from the real world. She tested one string first and then another, sometimes even holding down two strings at once while strumming the same ones at the other end. Now she understood just how talented the bands were that could play the amazing tunes that she enjoyed dancing too.

It was hard, but Alori wasn't the type to give up easily. She tested them again and again, until she reached a point where she had found a melody that sounded nice. And so she played it, again and again, the sound lasting only a tick before she would restart and do it all over again. It was likely that she was doing it all wrong, but there was no one around to tell her so.

"You learn fast.." a voice suddenly spoke, causing the Avora's fingers to freeze as she glanced up quickly. He was awake now and he looked somewhat better at least. "You're looking better...kinda. How do you feel?"

"I'm better now, thanks to you." he said, showing the same charming smile that he had before. "So you're a musician? I'd bet you have a pretty voice too?"

Alori's eyes widen as blush rose in her cheeks. "No, No..I don't sing. I sound horrible." she shook her head and placed the guitar back where she had laid it before. The man started to speak again, but lost his voice as he began to cough. "Here, drink this.." The teen offered, reaching for her water skin and handing it to him. "Thanks.." he said, his voice dry and soft. He took it from her and drank down all of it quickly. Once he was done, he gave a loud sigh and breathed out.

She watched him closely, the poor guy was probably still thirsty and hungry as well. As the thought crossed her mind, she realized that she was hungry too. "I think I'll go and get food....yea." The man watched her stand up and for a moment, he looked as if he would speak but he didn't. Instead his just looked at her, that same smile and a gentleness in his gaze. Alori could feel the blush returning, and she quickly turned away and headed towards the door. "Just stay here and keep quiet so no one knows you're in here."

"So much for a day of shopping.."

Alori headed out and into the market to buy food for them both. She looked around for the Endal, hoping that she wouldn't see them, or they her. In truth, they had no reason to stop her, but the girl had been paranoid every since she returned to the city, the recent events of the day only doubled that. She forced herself not to browse the other wares, and found the first food stand and ordered fruit and more water. Once she had what she needed, the teen returned to her apartment. For some reason, each time that she left him, Alori thought that he would be gone when she returned, or that the Endal would be at her door.

"Don't think like that, it's SO not helping."

When she returned to her place, the man was still there, still breathing, still alive. She sighed, relieved that her thoughts had all been wrong, and that her efforts hadn't been for not. "Alright, I got you something, you'll need your strength for..." she paused and allowed her words to trail off and handed him the fruit and water skin. "You're too kind...what is your name by the way?" he asked, realizing that he didn't know it yet.

"I'm Alori, your name is?" she added and sat down on the floor in front of him. She didn't wait for an answer and quickly downed her water skin. The tiny Avora had been running and going every since she met him and hadn't realized just how tired she was now. It felt good going down, and afterwards all she could think about was tearing into the fruit that she had. "Call me Ronan." the man said and took a big bite of the fruit that she gave him.

OOC1 GM for apples

[Alori Sai]

They sat and ate in silence from then on. They didn't know each other, and with the immediate danger gone for the time, there wasn't much else to say. But it couldn't last, once the water skins were empty, and the fruit gone, there would be nothing else to hold the inevitable conversation at bay. "So tell me Alori, what kind of Goddess are you?" Ronan said, deciding to break the silence first, even though his question was oddly worded.
"What?" Alori asked simply, finding the question odd and confusing.

"Well you saved me from death, helped me fix my wounds and fed me. You've even let me into your home. You helped me when no one else would, and you've asked for nothing in return..you didn't even ask what I did to bring the wraith of the Endal down on me. That's not something I'd expect from just anyone."

He was right, she hadn't asked him what he'd done, or attempted to judge him in any way. The truth was, she didn't want to know. Helping him seemed like the right thing to do, it felt right. Knowing what he did wrong would only conflict with those feelings and make matters worse. Whatever he had done, it would likely bring out a bias judgement based on her own past crimes. "I helped you, but I'm not as good a person as you think." Her gaze traveled back to the bed where the guitar rested, and Alori picked it up again.

She positioned it into her lap, and started to pull at the strings as she had done before, anything to change the subject. She didn't want to talk about it with a stranger, with anyone. No one would ever know just how sorry she was for what she did, and the only person, the only God that she wanted to speak with it about was Ivak, and as of yet he hadn't bothered to answer her prayers. "This is pretty neat, it's like a lute..... but different."

Ronan smiled, a light chuckled slipping out as he got the message. So he wouldn't say anything else about it, but he supposed that she'd never know just how much it meant to him. "You like it that much huh? You can keep it, as payment for helping me."

Alori pulled a long and awkward string, before looking up at him in surprise. "You're giving me this...just like that? No, I can't take this, I'm sure it means something to you, or is probably worth a lot."

"There is nothing worth more than life itself Alori, nothing at all." She had been right and there was a story behind the instrument, but he wouldn't tell her, knowing that it would only make her more hesitant to take it. "Here, let me see it." he said and reached out for the guitar. "If you won't sing, then I will.." he added as he clutched it and settled back against the wall. She could only watch in awe, after all that had happened that's what he wanted to do, sing?

Ronan began to play the guitar, a sound that was much better than what Alori had done. It was a soft melody, and it seemed easy watching his fingers gliding back and forth over the strings. He played a few tunes and sang to her in a soothing voice. Alori sat and listened, her legs crossed at the knees and her arms stretched backwards to prop her up. Listening to the songs, she learned there was a tale being told between them all. A story of a man who had traveled far and around the world. He then settled into a city where he met a woman who was a slave, or something similar.

The man fell in love with the woman, and for his love, he defied those who enslaved her which ended up getting him in a lot of trouble. The last song told a tale of a second chance, given by a Goddess in maiden form. The song ended with the traveler attempting a last stand, a final way to save his beloved by stealing her away from the city. But the song ended there without telling if he succeed or not.

"When the morning comes.." Alori repeated the final words to the song softly to herself. "You're really talented, I could never sing like that." she commented, trying to perk up. The songs had been meaningful, deep, and sad. Just the kind of song that she didn't want to hear now. "Well you might surprise yourself, just keep practicing and use the guitar well. I'm sure you'll find your tune." he smiled and leaned forward to return the instrument to her.

"No, I told you I can't take this." Alori refused and waved her hands up. Ronan chuckled again and slipped the guitar back into his lap and started to play again, but this time it was a more upbeat song. Alori smiled and listened, he was better off with it than she was, and she hadn't helped him for profit of any kind. Once the song ended, they began to talk again mostly Ronan trying to learn more about the girl and what she liked and didn't like. They spent the rest of the day together and continued to chat well into the night.

Ronan learned a lot about the teen Avora and she learned more about him as well. Once they had talked themselves for long enough, he attempted a final song for the night, a final song for Alori. Moments later, she drifted off to sleep, having crawled back onto her bed a bit earlier. She awoke the next morning with a shock, being that she hadn't realized that she had fallen asleep on him. Alori quickly sat up in the bed and glance towards the floor with wide eyes. He was gone, taking all of his belongings except for the guitar that she said she didn't want. Quickly, the teen scrambled from the bed and raced outside. It was a calm morning, and everything seemed as it should in the city, but she had to wonder, where was he?

"When the morning comes.." Alori whispered to herself.

OOCPhoenix is allowing me to cash in my perk points for the guitar.

[Stardust]

Alori

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	4
Dancing	1
Tactics	1
Stealth	3
Medicine	3
Running	1
Musical Instrument- Guitar	3
Singing	2

•	Lores Earned
•	Feeling Amazing, Free, And Light As A Feather
•	Protecting A Foreigner
•	Risking Being Seen By The Endals
•	Removing An Arrow From A Leg
•	Playing A Guitar For The First Time
•	A Gift From Ronan: Guitar
•	The Disappearance Of Ronan

Congratulations!

You have been awarded the guitar by using your Perk Points! This means, there is something unique about this guitar. At first glance, it does not seem to be too special, but the more Alori uses it, the more comfortable it will be within her hands. The easier it will be to play.

But be warned... Others touching the guitar, could have some ill consequences. Anyone who tries to play it, besides Alori, will find themselves with bloody fingers and an intense headache. Don't let it leave one's sight with another character or else the guitar may cease to be a guitar.

For beautiful music to be played on this guitar, Alori can be the only musician.

Dream On

Very cute little thread! I love Alori! And Ronan was such a mysterious, yet kind individual. I just want to more about him. I really do! And Alori is just so cute!! Please remember to make note in your CS about the guitar and subtract the cost for the apples. And Nice Job!

If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can figure it out.