Thread:LightningS9/@comment-32475031-20170706003915/@comment-32475031-20170717015542

"Okay..." He says sadly. They make it over to where the bleachers need to be built. "So we need someone with magic to help us build these bleachers." He heads over to one of the mages that are helping and asks him, "Excuse me, can you help us build the bleachers? We don't have the raw strength to place these wooden beams. We'll tell you where to put them." As they're working, Michael strikes up a conversation with the stranger. "So what's your name?" Michael asks. "Me? My name is Astromo."

"What's your story Nostromo?" Michael asks as he's pouring down with sweat. "My name is Astromo." Astromo says as he puts a bit of emphasis on the A in his name. Astromo thinks to himself. "Oh goodie! I might have a new friend in the making!" Astromo finally speaks, "Well, I come from the Desert Lands. I used to live there, but now I don't..." "Why not?" Michael asks with much curiosity. "My village... it was burnt down, due to a spell my father was practicing. It had a lot to do with fire. I lost my mom, dad, two sisters, one baby brother, and the entire village. I was about 19 when it happened." "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry that I asked! I though it would've been something a lot happier... I'm so, so sorry!" Michael exclaims. "Don't worry about it, you had no way of knowing." Astromo says reassuringly. "So what pushed you to be a mage?" Michael asks. "After the fire, there was something inside of me telling me that I needed to fend for myself; I need to survive! Like all mages do, I started practicing from a spell book that my father gave me when I was about 16. Of course you may think that I have finished perfecting every spell in the book by the time I was 19. No, the book had probably over 1,000 pages in it. Up to this day; there is still a few spells I have yet to learn." "Wow, this guy is pretty cool..." Michael thinks to himself. "Hey, you seem pretty cool, wanna hang out sometime?" Michael asks Astromo. "Y-yeah! That'd be great!" Astromo says excitedly. "Thanks for the help on the bleachers." Michael says softly. "You're welcome!" Astromo exclaims.

Michael tells Rika, "He may have a sad back story, but he is pretty cool, don't ya think