“As far back as I can remember, I was in Llewellyn. I’m sure I could talk on and on about how I don’t know my real family, but that doesn’t matter. When I was younger, my parents gave me to another family. The Luna family, one of the families chosen by the gods themselves. They were quite a kind family in terms of how they treated me. Lady Luna was no longer around while I lived there, however her grandson was best known as my father. The family was picture perfect. A gorgeous wife, the father that made heads turn, and then their son, who was the image of perfection. As a child of the Luna family, they wished for him to fight, but he was never interested in such things. Often I would watch as they attempted to drag him out of the room kicking and screaming for training. I was much younger then.
Eventually I understood a bit more and snuck out when they went to train him. He was very incapable with a sword; in fact, I would say he wasn’t even holding it right. One swing from his trainer and he was beaten. You would think the trainer would continue to either train him or dismiss him for the day, but what happened next was not that at all. The trainer would grow furious with his incompetence and began to beat him. As a small child, I had quite the temper, not too different from today, but the moment I saw my brother being beaten, I ran out to stop it. That night I made a grave mistake. You would think that a small girl threatening a sword trainer would be beaten; well I was, but not instantly. I was furious, I swung so forcefully that I broke the training sword and flung myself at them.
After I was inevitably beaten both my brother and myself were taken to our parents. They were furious with not only their son, but with me. Enraged that they didn’t understand how much he suffered, I demanded to take his spot. At first they laughed at me, they thought I was being silly, but the trainer spoke of the fight and soon enough, they changed their mind. From that day on, I underwent the training they attempted on my brother. In return, he was allowed to study anything he wanted.
As we grew into our teens, I was constantly with my brother. I was told to watch him constantly, which neither of us minded, but I was more aware of him than I should have been. I accompanied him to parties, conferences, and even balls; however, I was only his guard. I watched as he went through countless women, all of them only around for a matter of days. He was my brother, and I knew this, but why did it make me so sad?
Eventually I hit eighteen and my parents forced me to take over the Luna guild. I knew it was coming so it wasn’t that big of a deal, except this took me away from my brother. He seemed sad lately and I figured this would only make it worse, but he smiled brightly, that fake smile, and told me to make him proud. I knew that eventually people would need us to go into the tower. I still trained every day; however, I needed people for my guild. For what seemed like years and perhaps, it was. I went through many people, for some reason they didn’t like my training regimen. I didn’t understand, I did exactly as I was taught all those years ago. Why didn’t they like it?
I found myself in an empty guild carrying on the guilds pride all by myself. I snuck into the tower by myself countless times and ground out enough funds to keep my guild afloat, however the officers of Llewellyn soon caught on to my tricks and demanded I find at least one person to go with me. Where was I going to find a person! Tch, it was such a bother. That night I was out at the tavern when I noticed a boy coming in with a group from the tower, they were furious with him. They called him all sorts of names. This wasn’t too strange considering groups got mad at each other all the time. I watched as the leader of the group decked him in the face. It was as if time stood still to me. It was like all those years ago. This poor boy was like my brother. He was inept. I watched as he raised his fist once more, and like lightning I was already there, my gauntlet dug into skin as I brought my face close to his glaring angrily.
Of course, there’s more to the story, but it matters not. That boy was known as Bell, in the spur of the moment I recruited him into the Luna guild. It’s been about 3 months now. He partakes in my trainings and doesn’t complain about them. He goes with me on ever tower adventure however, there’s a problem. He’s completely hopeless. Tch, I guess I’ll just have to carry his ass through the tower; I just needed a body anyways. He’s pretty much a pack mule. Now all I have to do is bring this guild out of the ashes and show them, show all of them that the Luna guild is the best. Won’t that make you happy again, brother?”