Two years and four months have gone by. Blake was now a man, and was the age of 19. His muscles were defined, and he was no longer a slave, though his contract still stood. During his first year, it had taken him roughly a year and six months. It turns out, Lady Cyndi had actually set a deadline of two years for him to master using the battle ax. Seeing that he finished early, she had sent a long and thick pike to Blake, as the buff man, known as Gromar, told him he had a six month deadline to learn how to master the pike, as his mastery of the spear could help. Five months have passed, and he had finally mastered the pike.
The Lady had sent one last item covered in cloth, as well as a saying that 'she would no longer be putting a time constraint on your learning skills, and that this would be the weapon she would want him to use.', according to Gromar. He had unwrapped the cloth covered item, to find a small box, with a ring in it. Upon inspection, it turned out that this was a space ring. it was small however, roughly 2 cubic feet in the inside. There were higher ones that had upwards of 1000 cubic feet, that cost a fortune. Inside of this ring were two items. One was a long halberd with a white pike like body, and a dark black Ax head, both of which having a single inscription of a large angels wing, although on the ax head, it looked as if it was a pitch black wing. the other was an envelope that contained a note, and a jade shard.
On the note was a hand written letter by his Lady. "Blake. It is such a good thing that I had bought you. You have been a wonderful addition to our power, and everyone has agreed on something. Following the time that you finish reading the entirety of this letter, your slave seal will disappear, and you will be treated as one of our own. The jade shard attached has three options for you to choose your first class. In the future, you will be able to change your class, should you want to. These classes are The Jade Halberdier, The Jade Soldier, and The Jade Cavalryman. Please choose which ever one you like, then report to me immediately. to access the jade shard, simply put some of your power into it. Warm Regards, Lady Cyndi Jade."
As Blake had read up to this point, a burning sensation appeared on his head. it was an odd S made with straight lines, with a line going vertically through the middle. This was the symbol of being a slave caught by the Saludin. It slowly started burning itself away, leaving nothing of the mark behind. Another mark then appeared, a J, written as if it was in Gregorian font. It too, lifted and burnt itself away. Blake had felt a pressure on his back lift away, his body suddenly more flexible and lithe, feeling as if part of him that were sealed had finally been freed and returned to him.
Blake smiled lightly, at this feeling of being free, before thinking on which class he'd like to take. After a few minutes of deliberation, he nodded to himself, sending a piece of his power into the jade shard and selecting the class of Jade Cavalry. as information flooded into his brain about the class, a white jade furred horse in the Stable of the Unawakened suddenly woke up, and looked around, a small black and white wing pattern appearing on its forehead, as a stableman led it to the Stable of the Chosen.
Blake then went to the Lady Cyndi's mansion, being brought up to her by a butler. As he sat in a chair to wait, Lady Cyndi walked into the door and sat down in her throne, nodding at Blake. "So, you have chosen the Cavalry. That's a good choice. You now have your own seal, which is the wing marks on your halberd. I had divined such a seal for you because that halberd was to be given to someone of low status who is able to master the weapons necessary in a short amount of time. You have been the only one to do that thus far. We are not sure as to what the inscripted wings mean, but, this choice is something i cannot go against."
"On another note, I suppose i should introduce myself formally. My name is Cyndi Latif Jade, the second young miss of the Jade Family. We are a strong family group, and although we would love to have you, an oracle for the god Narzaak, the Guider, has told us that after you learned how to use your halberd and whatever it is that your chosen class will give you, she will come to pick you up, and take you to where your adventure will truly begin, as people will need those like you." Blake took all of this information in, before nodding silently. "Come, boy." Lady Cyndi said, sighing. "Please feel free to speak. you haven't talked at all around here."
Blake sat silently for a few seconds, before pointing at his throat, then making an x with his hands in front of it, before gesturing to let him have something to write on. Cyndi looked at him blankly, before giving him a sheet and a writing implement. On the paper, Blake started writing. "It seems that once the slavers had caught me, they used some magic that negated my ability to speak." Cyndi looked at him, mumbling, saying something about a mute side effect. "Here, Try this, Blake." she said, handing him a cup of tea she pulled out of thin air, that she had added an odd looking herb that looked like bells to it.
Blake nodded, downing the cup, as he felt a reverberation going through his body. , shaking away the effects he was placed under with a loud clanging sound, hearable even to Lady Cyndi. A few moments later, Blake opened his mouth, as a timid but firm voice with not too deep but not too light sound to it spoke out. "Mi-Milady Cyndi... This one... This one thanks you for saving him." He said, getting on his knee. "If there is ever a reason, I will make sure to help you, in return for your kindness."
That day was still fresh on his mind. it hadn't been that long ago, roughly five months ago. Since then, he had pretty much mastered his halberd, and was plenty sufficient at horse back riding and fighting. On this day, a visitor came. She had short, Black hair, a gray robe with a red design in the middle, and two gray wing arms showing out of the sleeves while set of three talons on the end of the wings could be seen on both sides. Her name was Robin, the oracle of Narzaak.