Getting Back to the Roots [Spec Training/Solo]

Now finally out of the forest he would see the sun rising, he would be running almost side by side with Largo as they just finished studying the ways of magic and finally understanding what type he was compatible with. It was time to train his body rather than his mind however and he would push any thought of magic out of his mind as he looked at Largo, he could see that Largo could easily out run him if he wished but instead he would try to match Solomon’s pace, and seeing this Solomon would occasionally push himself so Largo could sprint.  He would do this for some time increasing and decreasing his speed so he could train his cardio as well as take Largo for a good run, he definitely needed it after resting almost an entire week just waiting on his studying. Solomon would not run any planned route but after some time he would the turn around and begin to back track as he did have further training to do and the forest is a perfect spot, it was already nightfall before he turned around however so he would stop mid way back as to rest himself on Largo’s side for the night.

Waking up they would both stretch and eat some bread from his pack before heading on their way once more, he knew he would have another 6 days before having to meet up with Hohotaro with his decision on where he would go, and he was still unsure the only thing he was sure of is that he would have to train more he could hear the screams of the mercenaries in his head and the words of their leader.  He knew he was not yet strong enough to protect the ones he promised yet but he would be one day and those he could not would stay in his head till he could. He thought this as he ran through the trees weaving back and forth so he would not sprint right into one, Largo had a slight bit more difficulty with this but they would both stop as they both arrived where they originally started.  Solomon would walk over to Largo and pat him down as he said, “Good Boy.”  He would then walk away and find a nearby branch that was low enough he could grab but that could also support his weight, he would then begin to do pull ups to a count of 30 then release, during this time Largo would just sit patiently behind him. After hoping down Solomon would then fall to the ground and lift his back slightly then lift his legs just off the ground and crossed them to begin Russian twists, after this he would immediately move over onto his front and begin doing push-ups and would smile as when his face raised to look up he would see Largo attempting to mimic him keeping his lower half in the air as he top half followed him up and down. After getting in 2 sets of 30 he would then stop himself raised up and dive towards Largo, they would begin wrestling, Solomon was winning as Largo struggled not to bite down on his master too hard, but even at the times he did pierce his skin or have claw marks on him he would continue, he knew Largo really did not have much other way to fight him off.  Once the two of them would cease fighting, they would both fall to their side exhausted, they would take some time to rest before getting up and beginning to make at larger shelter as Solomon could feel the night was getting colder. He would almost double the size of the shelter he had previously as he merged his with Largo’s  it almost looked like a small house at this point as Solomon would be seen putting up large leafs to block the wind from entering the hole he left to act as a door.  

Commanding Largo from inside, Largo would be seen digging a small hole underneath the side of this mini house he had built the come out the other side. He would then sit on the other side waiting for Solomon to come around to him, having his head patted he would then turn to follow Solomon throughout the bush as he slowly collected rocks and sticks, the occasional twig and dumped it next to the hole. He would the crouch down to pile the stones around the hole almost like a border on both sides of the wall, he would then shove some of the sticks and twigs he has gotten into the hole before creating two more small onyx walls on the side of it so the elements could not get them wet if it did rain, he would do something similar on the inside of the wall but that was to prevent the smoke from entering inside. Then when they would finally go into the mini house to rest he would then start a fire there so they would be able to stay warm, they would be able to sprawl out due to the size of the shelter and pass out peacefully.

Six days were done out of there week of time were spent this way training, as he woke with Largo on his chest he would just look to the ceiling he could see the light enter  the door along a crack of the leaf, all he thought about was what to do. He could either leave with Hohotaro to go back to his homeland and help him till he settles down, or he could continue his journey as he has never travelled to Balbadd or to Heliohapt yet,  and he would think of his main goal of hunting down the person who murdered his father and how he has got sucked into something else almost forgetting that goal. Leaving with Hohotaro meant that he could possibly receive he “name” but he chose to leave that place due to the haunting memories that followed with it, and he could not find any evidence there about the murderer of his father other than that he was Fanalis. If he travelled to Balbadd or Heliohapt he could possibly find more evidence of his killer, see new sights and meet new people. He was also thinking of heading back to Reim sometime soon to see how Noir and Haku were and to finally officially meet with the king.

Solomon thought of these things for some time before he just waived it from his mind not being able to decide, he would then get up and begin his morning by feeding largo some of the extra meat he held onto and hunted himself a rabbit, which was fairly easier with Largo around, not much could out run him. As he awaited for the rabbit to cook over the fire he had create he would lose himself in thought again thinking vividly of the group of mercenaries that himself and Hohotaro used to free some of the Imu slaves, he could then picture the leader of the group as all that remained of him was his upper torso face ground in the sand of the beach. It was not till Largo moved to get comfortable then he broke free from thought and grabbed his meal from above the fire.  It was not till then that he finally was able to decide a answer to Hohotaro’s request, he knew he was not ready to leave him on his own especially not knowing what is happening to him he was a close friend now and he wished for nothing bad to happen. However he was not ready to head back to Imuchakk either so he would have no other choice but to do either, he would invite Hohotaro to join him in returning to Reim, at first he thought he could invite him to meet with Noir but comparing the two personalities he knew that would be a terrible idea, but he could meet the King it would do some good for the both of them anyway Hoho could gain a more mature standing of the world and Solomon could ask more advice of the King.

Solomon would walk out of the mini house and look back, “Hmm, this can be used by others later so i’ll leave it and maybe I can use it again in the unknown future.”  He would then call Largo over and climb atop of him, he would then ride him out of the forest and towards Magnostadt, the day happened to be perfect not too hot or cold but he would have some ride ahead of him there was a reason he chose for it to be that far though and that was due to the isolation.  It was not till he was almost back that he happened to come across people who seemed to be packed and moving towards Magnostadt themselves, once he got closer to the group he was able to determine they have met in the past it was the tribesmen that he had assisted with protecting their lambs from the wolves picking them off.  He would ride up next to them and wave, “Oh hey!” He would hear from many, many of them would recognize him instantly and after some chatter the line would come to a halt and another familiar men would step forward. It was the man that hired him for the previous job to begin with standing next to his daughter, Solomon got down from Largo and it was not till then the women would run over to hug him. “I was going to look for you I have a surprise.”  The daughter would instantly be interrupted by the father, “Oi, I told you this was non-sense get over here and leave him be.” The daughter would turn with a scowl and Solomon stood almost dumbfounded during most of this, “What kind of surprise?” he asked, the man would step forward and say, “I wished to leave you out of this as it is not something I wished to burden you with.” It was not anger on the man’s face but more of compassion, the girl would continue to hold him and look up, “I am pregnant” Solomon straight stature dropped slightly as his mouth did as well, he would then look up to the father then back to the daughter. “I know that you are a traveler yourself and you most likely travel alone, I also know you are not from these parts and do not seem to have a home yourself, so I did not wish to burden you with this.” The father said as he looked at him, and grabbed his hands, “You’re to be a father if you wish to be.”  

Solomon did not know how to react and he did not have a reply for them, the father expected this as he patted Solomon, “take some time to think about it we are not due to leave for a bit.” The women however expected joy and was brought to tears when that did not happen. The father would grab his daughter and escort her back, “We will be at the Red Birch Inn if you wish to talk to us after you have some time to soak it in.” The father said as he looked back.  

Word Count: 1905/2000

The line began to push on again towards the gate as Solomon could be seen sitting on the ground deep in thought. Just when he thought he had an answer for Hoho and himself of what was going on he would have something that would twist his thoughts once more.  After some time of thinking of many different things whether it be of his own past without  parents or the future of possibly leaving his own son without a father, or what would happen if he took him along on journeys. The thought of his own son never having a place to call his own was far too much however, and it would bring him back to the thought of having a home, he would think of how he planned to have a tavern and a family when he settled down, and he thought maybe that time was upon him, as he has had no luck finding his father’s killer maybe he has pushed this reason a bit too far. Solomon had no possible way of having the money for a tavern though he would have to think of something.


Word Count: 2000 +