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[~echo~]

Adreif smiled at little Kan, hugging him back. "Hello, Kanny. Where is Rorik?" he asked with a smile.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Rorix out back makin' a firebird," the little boy smiles and sucks on his thumb, grinning happily and taking Adeif's free hand, pulling him in," Mama is with my sissies... Papa had to go to da Cap... Capue... Capuewets to get a order."

[~echo~]

"Will you take me to your brother, please?" he asked as he let the boy lead him into the house, smiling fondly.

[CrimsonMoon]

Kan just smiles and pulls him to the backyard, much more spacious than the yard behind the forge but than again, there was huge blocks of marble and stone off all sizes and colors. Rorik worked in the middle of the forest of stones, his brown hair dusted with gray powder as he worked carefully away at a twisting eagle rising from rosey marble flames. Rorik's family had developed what all sculptors do, an immunity to loud noises and the way how to clean off with just a wet rag and look like they popped out of a nobles' bath house

[~echo~]

Adreif let go of Kan's hand as he walked closer to Rorik, observing his work. "Hey, Rorik," he said with a small smile. "I have some great news to tell you."

[CrimsonMoon]

" What is it?" Rorik muses, not looking up as he chiseled a feather," You finally find a girl... or a guy? I'm ot here to judge~"

[~echo~]

Adreif laughed and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Well, yes, I met a girl. But the point is that she invited me to go and forge for Lord Capulet, her father."

[CrimsonMoon]

Rorik freezes and grins, setting down his tools slowly before suddenly putting Adreif in a head lock, swinging him around while Kan claps and yelps happily," Good jooooob~!!! but!" He suddenly pushes Adreif away and pokes his forehead... hard," That means you can come with me and the boys to the masquerade!"

[~echo~]

Adreif laughed and grinned as he fought the other boy to get out of the headlock. "When is it? I forget since I never actually got invited."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Of course we're not invited! But don't you want to mess with the pretty Aiahar? we're going to crash their lovely little masquerade... without being caught," Rorik muses

[~echo~]

Adreif understood now. "Oh. Well, we need proper clothes... and masks," he said with a chuckle. "I don't have any nice clothes."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Don't worry, Jax is gonna borrow some clothes from his father's shop-" (Jax was the only one in their tiny circle of friends that was one of the merchant class, just one class above peasants),"- And we'll be given masks when we get there."

[~echo~]

"Okay," Adreif agreed. "But when is the masquerade? It's at the Capulet home, correct?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Rorik rubs the back of his head, a small cloud of dust falling down his back," Tonight, obviously, just come to my house before the sun hits the horizon so we can all clean up.. this can be your success party or something!" He chuckles lightly

[~echo~]

"I'll be ready," he said, turning back to go inside Rorik's house. He turned back. "Rorik.... we aren't going to mess this up, right?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" We sure as hell better not," Rorik chuckles and rolls his shoulders," but just remember... it'll be the chance of a life time if we don't."

[~echo~]

Adreif nodded and walked to the front of the house and out the door. He walked back towards his house.

[CrimsonMoon]

As per usual, the muddy street was filled with dirty children, servant rushing about to buy their employers supplies, carts being pushed and pulled by weary mules and oxen. Meanwhile the low buildings were crammed together tightly and made to look like sad faces as the rotting wood sagged... But it was home... the Aiahar... What was life for them like?

[~echo~]

Adreif wondered what his life would be like if he actually got to make swords for Lord Capulet as he looked at his home. He didn't doubt that it would be better than this but he would miss his siblings and Elai would have to care for the younger children of the household by herself. He sighed as he thought of this and went into the public bath-house to clean up for the masquerade tonight.

[CrimsonMoon]

-TIME . SKIP-

Rorik was waiting outside his house with Jax and a couple other boys, jax held a burlap sack thay could only have held the clothing," Where the heck is he?" One asks Rorik

" He's coming, just shut up," he growls back