Day 25, 10:41 a.m. - - The Tourney Grounds - - Reska
In the sea of dreams, memories sometimes work their way into the dark corners of the mind. Reska was one of those boys that did not dream; he remembered. In fact, the young, feminine, elf was remembering something of his past at that moment as he rested his slender visage. He was remembering the day he had thought he had seen his father get arrested. It was the day he got back from running an arrand. He remembered the moment that his fatherwas with the two females telling tall tails about his adventures. He also overexaggerated his sons adventures and skill in hopes to see someone with his son but Reska just did not seem interested in the least.
It was odd that he would remember such an odd and almost humorous situation with even the chase that led Aqua to run all through town and even stumble over himself trying to get away. The last thing his father said to him was, "Get laid. I will be back I want to hear about you having a girl or two. You will grow out of this I do not care attitude and live a little you have to you are my son."
`Why on earth would I think of that at a time like this?' he thought as he started to stir from his sleep. His sword was instantly unsheathed and brought to point at a healers neck the instant the creature tried to touch him. It was only reaction do to his currently blurred vision. "You should be more careful," was all he would say to the being.
