Chapter I
Thief legend

White strands of wisp clouds soared above the meadow. An overgrown mushroom bounced happily in the blossoming field. A boy sitting in the meadows noticed the mushroom and started chasing after it. The mushroom spotted the boy and charged at him. The boy nabbed a nearby stick and leapt into the air. On the other side the mushroom also jumped into the air preparing for attack. The two enemies cut through each other in front of the sunset. The boy landed and the mushroom did as well. A few seconds later the mushroom fell on its face and let out a yelp as it was slain. The boy rushed over and picked up the remains of the mushroom. He quickly realized it was almost sunset and dashed towards home…
Now you may wonder who is the boy? The boy is called Stirel Kirkl, however you may find this name awkward and disgusting. It is not so on Maple Island. As for all citizens on maple island are peaceful and non violent. Stirel Kirkl is the son of the legendary swordsman Lathetos Kirkl. There were four legendary warriors on Maple Island. Firstly there was, the father of Stirel, Drak Drol the great thief, Legaro the superb marksman, and finally Grendal the really old. They were all wise men from the island of Victoria. Now we shall bring our story to the next day, were all the action begins.
The ship, Nemia stood magnificent and tall, at the base of the ship stood the proud boy named Shanks. (For Shanks was the builder of the ship Nemia that is named after his mother)
The four wise men were preparing to set out for Victoria Island for the last and final time and never coming back to Maple Island. Stirel Kirkl watched at the ports as the ship prepares to set out for the Island of Victoria.
Then suddenly without warning he was grabbed by a purple figure. He didn’t really see its face but it looked as if it had 3 eyes. Then he suddenly passed out.
The boy woke up on the port again. Except that the port didn’t look as it used to be. He walked quickly to a bearded man.
“Excuse me mister.”
“I am Teo and I do not have what anyone seeks!!!!!”
“…What is this place?”
“LEAVE ME IN PEACE!”
“Sorry”
Stirel quickly ran away from Teo. Soon he walks into the streets of the strange town. This isn’t my home he though. He quickly found a man named Robin and learned that he was on Victoria Island.
Stirel then questioned Robin about the four wise men. Robin told him that the four wise men have gone back to their hometown. Then he asked about his father. Robin simply frowned and shook his head. He quickly told him that his father one of the four wise men and that he is a legendary swordsman. Robin shook his head again.
“The only legendary swordsman we have here is ‘Dances with Barlog’”
“Where can I find him?”
“Head over to Perion, its at the end of the island were its all cliffs and plateaus for a small fee I can take you there”
So it was then Stirel took off in Robin’s cab and headed for Perion. He quickly scaled the heights of the cliffs and headed for the temple of warriors. He opened the massive doors to see Dances With Barlog sitting on the floor meditating. The quickly ran over and poked him.
“Mr. Dances With Barlog sir, do you know were my father is?”
“…”
“HUH?”
“Your father is not on this island, and I am the warrior job instructor”
“Can I become a warrior?”
“Let me see your skills of swordsman ship”
Dances With Barlog pointed over at a long sword leaning against the wall at the end of the room. Stirel quickly picked it up and weld it in his hands. Dances With Barlog quickly jumped up and hurled himself at Stirel. Dances With Barlog slashed down at Stirel aggressively knocking the sword out of his hands.
“You need strength! That was a mere weak blow!”
Stirel quickly ran over to grab his sword as Dances With Barlog charged at him again. He grabbed his sword and spun around blocking the opposition.
“Yes! That’s what you need to do! More power!” yelled Dances With Barlog
He quickly locked the swords together and pulled the sword out of Stirel’s hand. Dances With Barlog prepared to make another slash at Stirel. Stirel rolled on his side and avoided the blade. He leapt over at a nearby dagger and grabbed it. He pulled himself together and charged at Dances With Barlog. He leapt into the air slashing the sword cleaning in half. Dances With Barlog suddenly stopped and glared at Stirel.
“Get that claw and put it on!”
Stirel hurriedly rushed over and put on the comfortable glove. Dances With Barlog threw over a set of throwing stars and charged at Stirel again. Stirel reacted instantly throwing two throwing stars at Dances With Barlog’s head. Dances With Barlog ducked just in time and grabbed a spear nearby. Stirel nabbed another throwing star and threw it at Dances With Barlog. It would’ve been a clean hit, however the spear in Dances With Barlog’s hands blocked it.
Suddenly a great force charged up in Stirel’s hand. He felt his whole body generate an extremely large amount of Chakra and all the energy was surging through his fist. He opened his fist revealing a gigantic beautiful shining throwing star. He felt it pulse in his veins, throughout his whole body. He dragged the star along the air generating momentum, and finally when it seemed that all the energy was about to implode he released the star from this hand. The humongous star zipped through the air at an extraordinary speed. Dances With Barlog raised his spear for a block. However the force of the star was too strong it rammed against his spear disintegrating it into thousand burning pieces of wood. The remaining force knocked Dances With Barlog off his feet and against the wall.
It took a while for Dances With Barlog to get back to his feet.
“Where did you learn such a skill?” questioned Dances With Barlog.
“I don’t know it just happened, I don’t know how.”
“You are a true thief. You need to go to Kerning City and find Drak Drol.”
Dances With Barlog gave him a magic scroll and he ended up in Kerning City.
He searched around the city hoping to find the Legendary Drak Drol. Tired and thirsty so he set himself down in a seat at the Fusion Bar. He suddenly looked over the room at a man in black uniform. The man stood up and walked over to Stirel and said.
“You must me Stirel, I am Drak Drol.” gestured the man.
Drak Drol seated himself next to Stirel and explained to him that he’d contacted Dances With Barlog. And that he would allow Stirel to become a thief if he wishes to. Stirel quickly nodded. Stirel suddenly felt the presence of his hatred, pain, and suffering drawn out from inside is heart and surrounding him. Soon they vanished without a signal or warning.
“You will make a legendary thief.”