The room wasn’t the biggest. But it was plenty of space for the amount of posters that the teenager owned. There were Star Wars posters which were outnumbered by the Star Trek ones. As well as Ender’s Game and other more discrete movies.
There was a TV mounted on a shelf across from the bed, with a ps4 and two controllers next to it.
The bed had red and black covers that were made for the first time in about three weeks. On top of these linens was an open hiking pack. It was grey, with simple black accents that lined the front pocket and the top.
There was Fall Out Boy blaring from speakers that rested on the bed side table. A boy, with messy black hair and olive skin was rustling through his messy closet. His grey eyes searching for a specific pair of leather boots that were perfect for what he was doing this week. His Borderlands 2 t-shirt was baggy around his worn jeans.
“Ah!” He announced, finding the specific shoes and straightening up to his full height of six foot two inches. He threw them into the bag where a white tunic, leather jerkin, and brown cargo pants already resided. Now he just needed to find his belt and his armour. Which he hoped wouldn’t take as long as his boots had.
The 17 year old didn’t notice the younger boy who stood in his doorway, eyebrows raised. “I thought you were joking.” The younger boy stated. “Richard, you sounded like you were joking.”
Richard spun around to glare at the young boy. His brother used to at least humor his hobby but after Alexander had reached freshman year, and had gotten onto the football team, the boy had grown to think that his older brother was too nerdy for his own tastes.
“I assure you, Alex that I wasn’t joking. I’ve been doing this since I was in the seventh grade, so why would I suddenly stop?”
“You’re too old to play dress up.”
Richard growled and picked up a foam axe that he was about to put in his bag and chuckled it at his younger brother. It made a slightly loud “thunk” when it hit the boy’s chest and fell to the floor.
Alex let out an unmanly yelp and threw it back at Richard, who dodged. “Dammit Richard!” He snapped. “Mom said you can’t hit me with you’re stupid props.”
Richard rolled his eyes at Alexander and waved him off, putting his belt into the bag. Alexander stormed out, slamming the door behind him, making one of Richard’s posters fall halfway down his wall.
He sighed and set his wrist guards into his bag, walking over to the poor E.T. poster and grabbed the tacks, repining the poster. There was a knock at his door.
“Go away Alexander, I still need to finish!” He yelled angrily, clipping his tent to the front of the bag.
“Actually it’s me.”
Richard flushed slightly. “Sorry mom.” He mumbled, opening the door for her.
“Are you almost done?” She asked, coming in and handing him a newly mended leather bag that clipped to his belt. He nodded, distracted in getting his armour to fit in his bag next to his cloak. His mother smiled, sitting on the edge of his bed. “I made a sandwich for you, make sure you eat before you go okay?”
Richard nodded, closing his back and checking everything off his list. When he finished, he sat next to her, slowly laying back to stare at his S.S. Enterprise and Death Star that he had stuck to the ceiling when he was 11. He turned off his music, making sure his phone was charged for emergencies before he packed it.
He sat up and looked to his mother, running a hand through his short hair. She smiled, pulling her own dark hair back into a ponytail before standing up. “Let me know when you’re ready to go, alright?” She asked.
Richard nodded, getting up and picking up his pack. He followed her out of his room and closed the door behind him. Richard went into the kitchen, setting his pack down next to the counter before going to fill up his water bottles, he’d need them if Jessica held up on her promise.
He put the two cold water bottles in his pack and grabbed the sandwich, biting into it as he sat on the counter. His mother was in the other room, folding laundry and Alexander was outside in their meager backyard, messing with a buddy of his from down the street. At the moment, the two were just wrestling.
Richard finished his sandwich and felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He pulled it out and smiled, wiping his mouth, as he saw that it was Penelope, his friend from the third grade.
Just help Jessica set up the tavern for Eriad, it looks amazing
Richard grinned, his heart rate picking up at Eriad. He obviously wasn’t the only one who was anxious if Penelope was actually talking about how their setting looked. She was secretive and knew that Richard wasn’t too big on spoilers.
I bet it does if you two put it up.
Did you hear that Jessica is sharing the sight with another group? We’re getting NPCs from another group in the area. It’s going to be even more detailed than usual.
Yeah, it was in the newsletter along with the synopsis for this one.
Have you left yet?
No, mom was going to take me in ten or so.
Better hurry, weren’t you and Sebastian going to take a look at the site before the others got there?
Yeah, but I have like an hour.
Chautauqua is kinda far from your house though
Alright alright! Richard laughed. I get the point. I’ll see you in a bit.
Richard put away his phone and shouldered his pack. “Mom, ready to go!” He announced.
“Almost ready, get your shoes on and meet me out side.” His mother called back. Richard nodded and opened the garage, setting his pack in the back seat before climbing into the passenger seat, ready to go.
The car drive over was quite, as Mrs. Price focused on the road and Richard read through the synopsis again.
They were on a recon mission. Jessica and the leaders of the group had hid a special crystal that helped deal with the Shadow and its disciples somewhere near the town of EastCliff, Eriad. However, when Jessica went to go retrieve the crystal, she was attacked by bandits, and had to turn back.
The People of the town had problems with the bandits before and even the Guard of Eriad couldn’t track them. Then, that night, Jessica was attacked by the Leuan, which the people have never dealt with, making them blame Jessica for all of their problems.
Richard and the rest of his group were to help find the crystal, get rid of the bandits, and figure out how the Leuan found their new location. It was a new type of mission, and the addition of another role playing group would be interesting and add new non-player characters to the group.
“Richard,” His mother broke him out of his thoughts about the week and he looked up to see Sebastian waving to him, the brown haired boy looking slightly severe, like always. Richard waved back and waited for his mother to park before jumping out of the SUV and grabbing his pack. “Are you sure you have everything?” His mother questioned, looking at him in the review mirror.
“Of course, I even double checked.” Richard said quickly, pulling the pack on and closing the door. His mother rolled down the window and he sighed, looking at her through the window.
“Phone?” She asked.
“Yes.” He answered impatiently.
“Of course, mom, we need to check out the area before the others get here!”
His mother sighed, looking at him with grey eyes that matched his own. “Have fun and be safe okay?”
“Of course mother.” He said shortly, adjusting his pack. “And it’s a week with Penelope and Jessica, they’ll keep me in line.”
“I know Penelope will.” Mrs. Price laughed. “I’ll pick you up at three o’clock on Friday. You better be ready to go.”
“Bye mom.” Richard prompted, heading over to the older boy, who was starting to look quite impatient.
“Have fun boys!” She called as she backed out of the parking lot.
“Thank god.” Richard groaned, turning to face Sebastian.
Sebastian was a year older that Richard. With brown hair that fell only slightly about his shoulders and tended to hang in his face. His eyes were a soft, chocolaty brown and were the only way you could tell what the boy was really feeling. His mouth was set in a straight line and his eyebrows were bushy and turned in slightly, making him look angry.
He had already changed, and was wearing a brown shirt with simple, lightweight armour over it. Sebastian wore black shorts and tall leather boots with armour over them, as well as gauntlets and shoulder armour. He already looked ready for a battle. Sebastian’s bag was at his feet, as well as the bag of weapons that he was going to share with their small group during the week.
“It’s just down the hill.” He said, voice deep. “And the cabin is that way.” He nodded to the small brown building that puffed smoke happily.
“Great, let’s go.” Richard grinned.
Sebastian nodded, picking up his bag and leading the way down the hill. The area was fenced which was nice, no one would get lost, and hopefully no pedestrians would walk in during a battle.
Sebastian set his bag down and looked to Richard, clearly ready for him to say something. Richard was all smiles, so ready to get started. “Right, let’s go wait for the others.” Was all Richard could think to say. Sebastian nodded, making sure the gate was locked as he followed Richard back up the hill.