Chapter 3

Chapter 3: SkyHaven

After Claude finished his meal he headed to his room. The space was a modest 12 by 12ft with a clear double hung window to the right of his room

and another directly above his bed so he could bathe in the sun and

moonlight on the weekends. Since his room wasn't very spacious all he had

was his twin size bed with a rack of practice swords. Among the wooden

weapons was one with true killing power. His short sword that sat to his left

and a bookshelf next to the window to his right.

He looked at the foot of his bed where his backpack was and began

putting his books inside in preparation for his 5 mile walk to the C.S

Academy. "Old World History...uh...check...Team Formations and

Strategy...check." Claude continued loading his bag with his books and

homework.

Once his backpack was fully loaded he put on his shabby leather

reinforced chest piece, gauntlets and shin guards. He then grabbed his short

sword off the rack and began his journey to the academy.

The smell of wood, grass and a familiar iron like scent hit his nose once

he left the comforts of the cabin, he felt that he should be wary since the last

smell concerned him a little. As he walked out onto the trail in the grass and out from the cabins

shadow, to his left he saw Frosty with a dead mangled buck laying in front

of him.

Claude was horrified at the state the buck was in, he could tell it went

down fighting due to the deep gashes and bite marks on its face and

hindquarters and it's broken antler, but the worst part was by far the throat

which had a huge chunk missing and was what had to result in its death.

Despite the disgust that would naturally be felt from such a sight,

Claude felt incredibly happy for the PitWolf. "Great job Frosty, that's your

first buck!!".

"WOOOWOOOOOU", Frosty replied with an excited howl while thick

red blood dripped from his snout and his tail wagged at a mile a minute.

Once Claude was finished celebrating with Frosty he started down the

path that led directly from his house, through the forest and into the city of

SkyHaven.

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SkyHaven, a beautiful clear skied city within the Angelos District

boasting a very low crime rate, high number of influential noble families

and a great academy for molding young warriors into Heroes of the

tangents.

Claude entered the city of SkyHaven viewing the familiar clear skied

city with all its different colored brick and stone buildings with slanted rooftops billowing out smoke, it didn't look like the prestigious city it was

made out to be until you saw the great cathedral-like building that was the

Combat/Strategy Academy of the Angelos District.

Claude started down the stone path going deeper into the city passing

merchants selling anything they could and flamboyant street performers

who got their earnings depending on how merciful...or charitable the people

walking by felt.

After about 5 minutes of walking through SkyHaven at a brisk pace the

general look of the public changed.

Claude passed groups of men and women in various types of armor

brandishing well crafted weapons that shimmered beautifully under the

morning sun. Claude was in the Hero area of SkyHaven, as he continued his

walk he noticed

Heroes heading to bars, weapon-smiths, and guild halls, it seemed

everyone had a purpose and desired destination in the Hero area of

SkyHaven.

Once Claude bought his new armor he headed to his desired

destination.....Bergrin's Blades. Bergrin's Blades is a weapon-smith shop

owned by a well built and legendary blacksmith named Bergrin. Despite the

name the blades were not the shops best made weapon in Claudes opinion.

As he entered he saw the shops showcase of beautifully crafted high

class weapons mounted up on the walls like Rune Written Blades, Elemental QuarterStaffs and other Tangent Crystal infused weaponry, a

single weapon on this rack costed more than everything Claude owned.

He continued to survey the weapons until he started to see the shops

true gems...the spears, with their impressive range and versatility Claude

felt like he was drawn to them, and seeing them reminded him of his simple

single purpose short sword that dulled more and more by the day.

Claude continued to browse the shop until his eyes landed on the owner,

he watched Bergrin socialize with the other customers like it was as easy as

breathing, his booming laugh and natural charisma made his shop feel like a

staple of the city. Claude continued to watch the owner as he chatted up a

beautiful curly red haired Archer. After a while Claudes eyes wandered to

the display case/counter that Bergrin stood behind and he noticed

something.

"Ah...a new weapon." Claude inched his way over to the display case

and got a better look at the weapon soon realizing it was a spear.