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Elrhian has a minion!

Minion the Fling Kitten




Elrhian
Legacy Name: Elrhian


The Scribble Anyu
Owner: Gaira

Age: 7 years, 1 month, 2 weeks

Born: March 19th, 2017

Adopted: 7 years, 1 month, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: March 22nd, 2017

Statistics


  • Level: 53
     
  • Strength: 57
     
  • Defense: 42
     
  • Speed: 23
     
  • Health: 30
     
  • HP: 30/30
     
  • Intelligence: 9
     
  • Books Read: 8
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Weapons Expert


Elrhian and his brother Adrian were caught in the middle of it. A war had come to their world. Soldiers filtered in, burning crops and thatched wooden houses to the ground. In the distance, black smoke drifted into the once-blue sky staining it.

Elrhian grabbed his older brother's hand, "I know we can do this," he said, "we will fight in the war and we will win." If only he believed that. He had always been the more impulsive, the adventurous of the two. Adrian was sensible and smart. He used his head, where his mother always said that Elrhian thought with his heart.

Young peasant girls ran into the house, their faces tear-streaked, their faces black with soot. The stench of smoke reeked from their ruched brown skirts, and once white blouses. After scrubbing their faces, Elrhian's mother said there was no room and sent them down to the hospital with the many orphans making their way from the war zone.

In the distance, a tank roared to life. Boom! Boom! "We must go to war!" the governor yelled. Many other voices joined in, before the governor yelled again, "all men over the age of 15 must join the battle." Adrian's face fell. He had not wished to join a battle then. Now he would have to. The governor and the opposing force yelled at each other through megaphones before they agreed to take the battle away from the poor peasants. They would train their men and then the winners would have all the land. Most of the poor would be executed.

"I want to fight!!" Elrhian yelled, "I deserve to fight, same as them!" He was too young! At 14. But no, he was not conscripted. His brother was sent off to base camp. Elrhian vowed he would not stand aside. He was not too young. He would prove he was old enough.

He went from camp to camp, to people from various lands, to try and get into the army. None believed him. He was too young. Until the one guy, an old colonel with grey hair and a mustache. TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT



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