Etaf's Boy

[Devon]

Sage got up this morning, cleaned, dressed, and began his moring devotion to Etaf. After having breakfast he sat down to work on scribing a few prophecies he was tasked to complete. He worked for hours until his hand was sore, the only reason he took a break was to get more ink for his quill and since there was none left in the house he would have to leave to get it. Gathering his stuff Sage left his home to go and fetch some more ink.

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Outside a shivering bundle of cloth sat upon the ground, only two eyes peeking from a hole indicated that there was something inside it.

[Devon]

Sage stopped in his tracks and stared at the bundle at his feet. Looking around to see if anyone was nearby he muttered, " What the hell?" Kneeling down he cautiously moved the cloth to get a closer look at what was hidden beneath it.

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A small child cringed back from Sage's hand and trembled violently, staring at him with large fearing eyes. A large scar, a bright pink as though it hadn't healed fully yet, was very obvious against the child's pale skin.

[Devon]

Sage stared at the child in front of him blankly. He didn't know what he was supposed to do with the fragile life on his doorstep. After a moment of thought he picked the child up and brought him in to his home. "Who left you here?"

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The child cringed against him and looked at him with his eyes growing ever wider until he squeezed them shut and opened his mouth as tears started leaking down his cheeks. Nothing came out but a wheeze. The scar, now that Sage could get a better look, was across his neck and straight through his mind sign.

[Devon]

Sage looked at the scar in disbelief. ~Who could have slashed right through this poor boy's sign?~ Sitting the boy down on a chair in his home Sage paced in front of the boy tryiing to think of what to do next. "Um..can you communicate at all? My name is Sage."

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He clutched the blanket around him, shivering and watching Sage pace. Slowly he shook his head and sniffled. He tried to speak, but nothing came but gaspy sounding breathes and a little bit of coughing.

[Devon]

"So you can't speak," Sage commented with a sigh. "all right, can you write or maybe we can just use a bit of telepathy. I'll talk, you think, and I will read your thoughts." Sage smiled at the boy and asked, "Does that sound good to you?"

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He nodded his head and thought real hard, 'My...my name is....Sorrel...s-s-s-sir....' he was scared still, but slowly beginning to trust this man who had so kindly brought him indoors to warmth.

[Devon]

"Sorrel," Sage murmured. "How did you end up outside of my door? Did someone leave you there and what about your parent's where are they?"

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Sorrel closed his eyes and shuddered. 'I....I don't know m-mama and p-papa. H-haven't seen dem...' his thoughts trembled and stopped for a moment and he lowered his head. 'Other....p-people....took c-care of me....' Fear rose strong in his mind and he cowered back into the blanket.

[Devon]

Sage decided to change his line of questioning since the boy seemed to be getting fearful. "Um okay what about the people you were with before. Do you know about them?"

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He shook his head and released a deep breath, plucking idly at the blanket cloth. He didn't want to remember those people. 'They....they were mean. They did bad things to other people and to me...'

[Devon]

"I understand," Sage said. "But can you at least explain how you ended up outside of my door? I can't help you if I don't know where you came from."