Marco laughed as he continued sprinting through the village with his two friends Thomas and Alex. Marco had short cut hair with blue eyes. He was dressed in casual clothing to not dirty the fine ones he wore in his fathers presence and he stood 5 feet 7 inches tall. His cloths were grey except for the foot wrappings and hand wrappings he wore which were brown. "Catch up!, Your slower than a corpse!" Marco shouted back at his friends while he ran backwards before turning around revealing a 5 foot stone wall and he smiled. Grabbing the top of the wall Marco kicked his legs up while he spun on his hands allowing him to kick his legs over the wall without losing his momentum. Alex and Thomas had been Marco's friends since Marco was adopted by Baron Kanashi, Marco's adopted father. Both Alex and Thomas were the sons of the Trainer Sir Drem. Sir Drem was in charge of training boys into Knights when they turned 18 in Windrock fief. Marco's father the Baron had always been good friends and Marco, Thomas and Alex had grown up together.
With a sharp turn Marco began sprinting up the road back towards the Castle. The Windrock castle had 50 foot tall and 60 foot wide walls made out of snow stone. Snow stone was a white stone that was harder than normal and common stone and much heavier, it got its name because all the blocks were pure white. The castle itself, made out of the same stone had 20 floors with a total of 5 towers and a courtyard in the back. The castle leaned over the cliffs supply a great view of the Ocean and supplied great protection against a siege. On the Borders of the Fief as well were large 30 foot tall and 50 foot thick walls with towers to scout for any invading enemies. The Windrock castle had 2 tall towers on the sides with 2 similar sized ones near the center and finally a thick tall one shaped like a square in the center where the Baron and he himself lived.
Marco put his arms up an shouted "WOO!" from his victory, Close behind him followed Thomas and finally Alex who laughed. "Alright alright stop prancing around like a woman" said Thomas and Marco laughed. "Well we're gonna train, want to come?" asked Thomas and Marco shook his head. "No, You go ahead though, Im off to speak with my father" he replied and the two brothers nodded before running off and Marco turned around and began walking towards the main doors.
An hour later Marco decided to go see his father and check on how the fief was doing. Nearing his fathers door he could hear his father speaking to someone. Leaning close to the door with his ear he managed to hear what they were speaking about.
"So the contract went well?" asked Baron Kanashi to Alran and the assassin nodded once. "Is there anything else My Lord?" asked the assassin, His voice sounding like that of a ghosts. The Baron knew that Alran had his vocal cords damaged as a boy from some incident but it was best to never ask a Assassin his past, you'll never get the info. "No, that is all, I will send word to the king about your completion of the contract" replied the Baron before Alran nodded and then without a noise moved across the room and opened the door revealing Marco crouched down and looking up at him.
There was an awkward pause before Alran handed Marco a piece of paper and with that continued walking. Marco looked at the letter and it simply said Do not eavesdrop when it does not concern you.
"Ah hello son" said the Baron and Marco looked up from the note before walking into his fathers office. "I was actually just wanting to talk to you" said the Baron and Marco took a seat in one of the Oak chairs infront of his fathers Desk. "Yes?" he asked curiously. The Baron wore a bright green robe that was trimmed with gold and the collar was made out of a soft brown fur, He had long brown hair and a full grown brown beard. "Now that you are 18 I would like you to search for your career, Tomorrow I want you to go to all the trades in the Fief and see what...draws you" said the Baron and Marco nodded smiling. "Alright father" he said before exiting his office.
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