Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170113235732/@comment-13488655-20170218211542

Ranna simply smiled and held Eli's hand and relaxed on the sofa as the scene changed to a child training in a Shaolin monk monastery with about twenty nine other kids, very young, but they were well disciplined. He trained, studied, cleaned, trained again, then slept. That was his life for several years.

The scene then changed again to the farm boy, now older as a group of bandits sitting in his home. His father and himself then gave the men some rice and a drink. As the bandits laughed and tossed the two out of the room, they then smiled and took two blades out from under a mat, the bandits now starting to struggle to stand upright from the poisoned food. A quick slaughter than soon followed lead by the father, the boy looking away from the mens faces as he stabbed, still not able to watched a man die by his hands.