The Knight, the Rogue, and the Ranger

Knight, rouge, or ranger, Knight, rouge, or ranger went through Relin’s head over and over again. I just couldn’t decide. His two brothers, Zeak and Leon, already knew what they are going to be. Leon will be a Ranger’s apprentice, and Zeak, a rouge’s apprentice. Zeak had dark brown hair with a look of normal build but one look at him and you wouldn’t want to mess with him. He was 18 years old and my younger brother. Leon was a little different but he’s hair was more blond and less built but still very fit. At the age of 14 he was the youngest of the three of us. I was the eldest. I was the biggest in physical wise. I had black hair with rough features. I enjoyed lots of humor but I couldn’t give a good smile. I thought it odd that he, being the eldest and all, still having chosen. Rangers and rouges live extraordinary lives, but you need much speed and agility. I had this, but battle wise, not stealth. I also have experienced with tactics a lot. My muscles were fit. My legs were strong which gave me fairly good speed. My strength and courage are my best allies.

As he was thinking this, he saw Pat practicing shooting arrows and throwing his 3 knives at hay targets preparing for the choosing day. He was very prepared for the choosing day, but Josh knew he would be very nervous. At that sight he knew Landon was hacking away at a wooden stake with his knives and katana. The katana was a personal favorite for Landon because that’s what their father gave to him when he left to be bishop of the Mormon Church in Bliam. Josh knew he wasn’t too good with knives, but he wasn’t too bad at archery. But still he knew that sword skills were his best skills. His swiftness and strength almost makes him unbeatable in his village’s tournaments which makes him sword champion. As he was thinking of this, he came to a decision.

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