When Swords hit Water {PRIVATE/INVITE ONLY}

The sun was up, the temperature was perfect. The day looked clear as normal, until there was a bump. A raft carrying a boy with two swords strapped behind his back making an "X" sign, hit the bay tipping over and making him land on the ground with the parts of wood covering him completely. A light snore came from the boy, opening his eyes as he began to stand. Hearing the creaking from the remains of the boat he stretched. This was practically the first place he went ever since the great devastation of his village, he wanted to start anew. Maybe see a few places, and take off to great heights. His idea was rough, but still he had it coming. While he was sleeping in his boat he felt weird, because he felt he had gotten stronger somehow. He couldn't shake the feeling off, maybe there was some random deity out in another universal plane? His thought was rather stupid, jumping off he walked into the plain grass.

Still walking the plains, around the Country Borders. He didn't even know where he was, he sat down on a hill looking at the horizon. Wondering what he was going to do and where he was.