When the sun began to set was really the only time that Kaveh was able to read and reflect on his days. This night was one of the better one of those moments that he has had in a while. However, he didn't do much reading. He questioned the different colored rukh that had started to appear around him. They weren't too prevalent, most times he couldn't even notice them. There were other times though, that he saw them in abundance. Those moments weren't too consistent so he didn't think to bring it up to his mother. He felt no shame in it, though. He knew that she was the wiser magician between the two of them. He just didn't think it to be much of a problem...
He was also preoccupied with staring at the three paged booklet he received at the construction site. It still seemed like gibberish to him. The symbols were nothing like the language that they used and it was starting to frustrate the man a bit. Why would someone use such meaningless symbols to try and get a message across. Perhaps it was a secret message then? If the public couldn't readily identify the meaning behind the symbols, it had to be used for something secretive and life altering then, right?! Kaveh's chocolate eyes started to light up with excitement. What if it really was something secretive! What if his musings weren't just silly ideas of fantasy?!
Before the red magician could further entertain his ridiculous notions, there was a knock on his door. The magician couldn't help but to stare at the door for a moment as he reasoned out the situation in his mind. The hour of night that it was wouldn't allow for a great variety of people to come to his home. He didn't know of ANY people who would still be out and about at this time. Kaveh grabbed his pipe and held it firmly in his hand as he went to the door. His mother was asleep and he hoped that it would remain so. He didn't want her to lose any sleep over something that wasn't worth losing sleep.
When he got to the door, he opened it without a word. What he saw afterwards was a little weird. It was an older man accompanied by a younger, taller man. Neither of them were wearing clothes that were true to the people of the region. Kaveh could instantly tell that these weren't men of Heliohapt. An awkward silence ensued between the three of them for a few seconds. Kaveh then gave them his smile and stepped to the side, "Please. Come in." The men entered slowly, the cautiousness of their steps was clearly apparent. Even so, Kaveh stifled his chuckle and played the good host for the time being.
"Please don't be too loud, my mother is old and weary. She's in the back room asleep right now. Can I offer you men a drink? Water?" The two men denied and Kaveh sat down across from them. While he was up, he had retrieved his bag of tobacco and began to pack it into his pipe as he sat down. "Well... who are you gentlemen, and what can I do for you?" The two men looked at each other as Kaveh grinned and leaned back in his chair, putting the mouth bit of his pipe into his mouth.
"Ahem. Well," the shorter older of the men started to speak up, "We are two members of the Historical Society's Heliohapt branch. I am Akmet, a native of Heliohapt. My younger friend here is one of the combat experts of the Society. His name is Hassan. We have been here for the last few months restarted an excavation of a few of the Torran ruins." Kaveh gave them men a confused look at the word Torran. Akmet chuckled a bit and stroked his long grey beard before continuing. "The Torran are an ancient race of people. Said to have lived before the civilization of Heliohapt was founded! This ancient civilization could be the key to so many things in this life. So the Historical Society have been looking into them to gain as much information of them as possible. However... The ruins here, Hassan and I can't enter. Hassan has to return soon and I am too old to venture down into those ruins."
The elder man fiddled with his hat on top of the dining table. He knew that Kaveh probably wasn't interested, so he would have to hit the man with his request quickly. At least while he still had Kaveh's attention. "This is where you come in! We have received word that there was an outsider who was helping with the reconstruction of some of Heliohapts greater buildings and areas. I had to seek you out. I need your help. I need you to go down into the ruins and obtain a tome and a couple of artifacts for us." Akmet looked to Kaveh with hopeful eyes, hoping Kaveh would assist the elderly man.
Kaveh sighed and crossed his arms. Hm. The Torran people sound... interesting. If that civilization is older than Heliohapt's.... just think of the knowledge that could be down there. The red magician's eyes snapped open and he gave the men another smile. "I'll do it! My only request is that you stick around here and help my mother while I'm down there. If you can do that, then I'll see you guys tomorrow!" Kaveh was already making plans for his dive into the ruins. The two members of the Historical Society celebrated quietly and thanked Kaveh before leaving. The red magician was left to get some rest, preparing for new knowledge.
Word Count: 500+/500He was also preoccupied with staring at the three paged booklet he received at the construction site. It still seemed like gibberish to him. The symbols were nothing like the language that they used and it was starting to frustrate the man a bit. Why would someone use such meaningless symbols to try and get a message across. Perhaps it was a secret message then? If the public couldn't readily identify the meaning behind the symbols, it had to be used for something secretive and life altering then, right?! Kaveh's chocolate eyes started to light up with excitement. What if it really was something secretive! What if his musings weren't just silly ideas of fantasy?!
Before the red magician could further entertain his ridiculous notions, there was a knock on his door. The magician couldn't help but to stare at the door for a moment as he reasoned out the situation in his mind. The hour of night that it was wouldn't allow for a great variety of people to come to his home. He didn't know of ANY people who would still be out and about at this time. Kaveh grabbed his pipe and held it firmly in his hand as he went to the door. His mother was asleep and he hoped that it would remain so. He didn't want her to lose any sleep over something that wasn't worth losing sleep.
When he got to the door, he opened it without a word. What he saw afterwards was a little weird. It was an older man accompanied by a younger, taller man. Neither of them were wearing clothes that were true to the people of the region. Kaveh could instantly tell that these weren't men of Heliohapt. An awkward silence ensued between the three of them for a few seconds. Kaveh then gave them his smile and stepped to the side, "Please. Come in." The men entered slowly, the cautiousness of their steps was clearly apparent. Even so, Kaveh stifled his chuckle and played the good host for the time being.
"Please don't be too loud, my mother is old and weary. She's in the back room asleep right now. Can I offer you men a drink? Water?" The two men denied and Kaveh sat down across from them. While he was up, he had retrieved his bag of tobacco and began to pack it into his pipe as he sat down. "Well... who are you gentlemen, and what can I do for you?" The two men looked at each other as Kaveh grinned and leaned back in his chair, putting the mouth bit of his pipe into his mouth.
"Ahem. Well," the shorter older of the men started to speak up, "We are two members of the Historical Society's Heliohapt branch. I am Akmet, a native of Heliohapt. My younger friend here is one of the combat experts of the Society. His name is Hassan. We have been here for the last few months restarted an excavation of a few of the Torran ruins." Kaveh gave them men a confused look at the word Torran. Akmet chuckled a bit and stroked his long grey beard before continuing. "The Torran are an ancient race of people. Said to have lived before the civilization of Heliohapt was founded! This ancient civilization could be the key to so many things in this life. So the Historical Society have been looking into them to gain as much information of them as possible. However... The ruins here, Hassan and I can't enter. Hassan has to return soon and I am too old to venture down into those ruins."
The elder man fiddled with his hat on top of the dining table. He knew that Kaveh probably wasn't interested, so he would have to hit the man with his request quickly. At least while he still had Kaveh's attention. "This is where you come in! We have received word that there was an outsider who was helping with the reconstruction of some of Heliohapts greater buildings and areas. I had to seek you out. I need your help. I need you to go down into the ruins and obtain a tome and a couple of artifacts for us." Akmet looked to Kaveh with hopeful eyes, hoping Kaveh would assist the elderly man.
Kaveh sighed and crossed his arms. Hm. The Torran people sound... interesting. If that civilization is older than Heliohapt's.... just think of the knowledge that could be down there. The red magician's eyes snapped open and he gave the men another smile. "I'll do it! My only request is that you stick around here and help my mother while I'm down there. If you can do that, then I'll see you guys tomorrow!" Kaveh was already making plans for his dive into the ruins. The two members of the Historical Society celebrated quietly and thanked Kaveh before leaving. The red magician was left to get some rest, preparing for new knowledge.