A single carriage slowly follows a dirt trail up a collosal mountain range, a cold breeze blows though the snowy wooded mountain and towards the carriage.
Renan and Roman are both asleep leaning against the glass only to be thrown out of their seats and onto the floor as the carriage suddenly stops. The door swings open and a single knight stands outside offering a hand out of the carriage.
"Welcome" a towering man with a large sword stands Infront of a small wooden fort. A woman missing an arm draped in a grey and white cloak stands to his left and to his right is a lean blonde man holding a spear and wearing light armour with a long scarf like cape wrapped around him.
"My name is Aron I will teach you how to use a sword, this is Ulric who will teach the spear. He gestures to the blonde man.
"And I'm kaida" she waves excitedly.
"Come on ill take you to the sleeping quarters it's late already." Ulric steps forward as the other two disappeared back into the house.
The group shudders as a cold breeze blows up the mountain, their breath visible Infront of them. They're brought inside the walls and taken into a small shabby wooden shed with four beds, just outside is a large training room with countless different weapons hidden by the darkness of night. Lyra walks through the doorway shortly followed by Roman who bags his head against the top of the door. Before Renan can follow them inside a firm hand grabs a hold of his shoulder and pulls him to the side.
"You sleep with the adults" the spearman from before glares at Renan with a look of disgust.
"What but I'm their age?" Renan stammers in confusion.
"You look like your in your late twenties" Ulric turns looking him up and down gritting his teeth.
Aron walks out without a shirt on holding a cup with steam pouring out of it. His chest is covered in scars from what looks like the claws or teeth of wild aniamls and even a few swords, several of the cuts look as if he had been cut in half and put back together.
"He can possess bodies let the poor kid go" he sips on the tea and shakes his head at Ulric.
"I'll read the report next time" the blonde man lets out a guilty sigh and pats Renans shoulder.
The giant of a man nods at Renan and walks inside, his back looks as if it had been torn open before and several knife wounds are scattered around.
"Sorry kid" the Ulric waves behind him and walks off to the house
Renan returns to the shed where Roman and Lyra have already put away what little they had on them when they were summoned. Roman plays around with a small dagger.
"Where did you get that from!" Renan does a double take upon seeing the knife.
"Stole it from the castle" Roman laughs and tosses it into the air and lodging it into the wooden rafters.
"Everything feels so rushed." Roman holds the clothes he was summoned in.
"We'll probably have to train pretty hard tomorrow judging from the stuff outside." Lyra sighs and lays down in bed staring at the ceiling.
Renan looks around the tiny shed, ice crystals from in the windows and the ceiling is dominated by dust and spider webs. Four beds are in each corner of the room with no division or privacy of any kind. He looks around and under his bed as the knife drops from the ceiling almost hitting Roman.
"Um do you think we will have company?" Renan scratches his scalp and sits on the edge of his bed looking at the empty bed in the corner.
"Also wheres the toilet" Roman looks at the only door in the shed that leads outside.
The whole shed erupts with a groan followed by laughter as the cold nights breeze blows through the compound. The moon lights the small mountain training ground as the carriage slowly disappears down the trail.
Back inside the cabin Roman sits tossing an apple in the air and humming whilst the others clean up the dust and webs.
"Did you steal that apple too?" Renan sighs.
"Ya think we can do that thing like in anime" Roman talks through a mouth full of apple ignoring Renan.
"What are you on about?" Renan looks over at him in confusion a smile slowly creeping up his face at Romans words.
"You watch anime? I never took you for the type." Lyra stops sweeping and turns to him in surprise along with Renan.
"Not really but my little brother loves it so I'd sit down with him and watch it sometimes" he turns on his side to face the others and scratches the shaven sides of his crimson red hair.
"yeah ya know they say umm like information screen or uh skill page" he holds his hand out dramatically causing the cabin to erupt with boisterous laughter.
"Do you see anything" Lyra wipes the tears from her eyes asking mockingly.
"Nah" he turns to lay on his side again and takes another bite of the apple.
"Isn't it status window?" Renan's eyes light up in amazement and his mouth hangs agape as a purple and blue screen hovers Infront of him with countless numbers etched into it's display.
"Of course you would know that" Roman chuckles to himself.
"I can see it" Renans voice quivers slightly as he points at the screen.
Both of them turn towards him and stare expecting to see something. Roman clicks his tongue shortly followd by a deep sigh from Lyra they both appear to see nothing. She returns to sweeping the webs from the ceiling and Roman to lazing about on his bed.
Renan ignore their groans and looks at the information page, his head starts to throb as he tries to read everything, however, what sticks out the most are his stats and skills.
{Name: Calder Locke}
{Stats}
[Strength:13][stamina:14][endurance:11]
[agility:12][mana:8][intelligence:10]
{Skills}
[Possession 1] [pain tolerance 3]
Renan stares in astonishment at the floating screen Infront of him and begins to flick through it pressing whatever he can, he clicks on the skill possession and another window appears beside the previous one.
{Possession}
[Forces the users soul into the body of another creature]
"Are you gunna help me or what" Lyra huffs and turns to Renan in annoyance.
The sun begins to rise bathing the mountain in the shadows of adjacent peeks. The cabin door swings open and Aron squeezed through the door as the group springs out of bed in shock.
"Get dressed and come out to the training grounds" Aron turns around and walks out banging his head on the door frame on his way out.
Everyone stands in the training grounds surrounded by equipment. Aron steps forward wearing a heavy fur cloak over his clothes, he huffs at the cold his breath visible in the air.
"First off Lyra choose any weapon and show off whatever you can" Aron yawns and waves in the direction of the weapon rack before gulping down the coffee inside his mug.
she approaches the rack and begins to feel an overwhelming pressureĀ that crushes the class whilst the instructors seem unphased. They quickly turn to the gate where a slender man in armour and a fur cloak leans against the wooden supports if the doorway.
"What brings you here Otto" kaida sneers at the haggard looking man.
Without saying a word the man pushes a boy no older then the others from behind him, the boy was gaunt with sunken eyes and spindly arms that grip onto an elegant looking sword.