Darrien Riuki Detailed Backstory Two

• Posted by The Shadow December 26, 2011 - 850 views
  "Look out!" Darrien yelled as he held onto the horse's reins as if his life depended on it. The people in the street ran for cover as the horse raced past. Darrien looked up and gulped at what he saw: the gate leading to the Arboretum. The guards, noticing that the horse wasn't going to stop, quickly opened the gate just in time for the horse to speed through, with Darrien laughing with delight. He turned around and gave one last look at the white dragon statue. The horse ran into the Waterfront, collapsed at the shore and had a long drink. Darrien let go of the reins and fell onto the floor, where he lay on his back looking at the sky. His mother had taken him to Imperial City for his fifteenth birthday so he could watch some fights in the Arena. After watching a few he had snuck off and "borrowed" a horse. But as soon as he had gotten on it, it had gone crazy. It had destroyed some of the stalls at the market place and then ran around the Temple of the One until it had gotten thirsty. Darrien closed his eyes and relaxed, the warmth of that Sun's Height day on his face. His eyes shot open as something grabbed his arm and pulled him off the ground. "You're coming with me." a deep voice said as the guard pulled Darrien through the Waterfront and towards the prison. "But I didn't do anything." Darrien objected. "No, you're right" replied the guard. "Trampling market stalls, knocking over passer-bys and bringing a horse into the city is nothing." "You know technically it was the horse's fault." "Which reminds me, you also stole a horse." "I was going to bring him back, so I actually borrowed him." The guard sighed and resumed what he had been doing." Suddenly the door opened and Darrien's mother, Anja exclaimed: "There you are, I've been looking all over for you. What have you done now?" "I haven't done anything, it was the horse." Darrien explained. "Here is the list of what your son did, ma'am, there will also be a fine of fifty septims." said the guard whilst handing Anja a piece of paper. "So, what did you do this time?" Olaf, the Innkeeper, asked. "I didn't do anything, it was the horse. Why does everyone keep assuming it's my fault?" Darrien replied. "Experiance," said Olaf. "Will you be sleeping here then?" "Yeah, mum kicked me out for a week. Here's the money." "You've got the usual room upstairs, try not to wreck it." said Olaf whilst Darrien dropped a few coins into his open palm. "Thanks, tell me if you need any help." Darrien said as he picked up his bag full of clothes and walked towards the stairs. "Will do, now go get some rest." came the reply.