It's been just over a month since I came to Ironmire. I like it, Ironmire it's  full of friendly people. It really feels  like home.

"Hey, Mister!" I call to the man I live with still not knowing his name. The man starts to walk towards me then when he got closer he stated to talk "You know Mister doesn't really sound fittin." The tall man states. "Then what should I call you?" I question slightly confused on why he now doesn't want me calling him Mister. "How about you call me mentor!" "Wha-why?" I'm now completely confused. "I'm asking if you want to be my appearance." He answers "YES!!" I yell extremely excited. "When can we start?" "How about right now." My Mentor said
leading me to an empty warehouse. "Take this." he sais giving me a wooden sword. I take the sword and he pulls out his own. "You hold it like this." He then put his sword in only his right hand and I do the same. "good!" He smiles at me.

(5 hours later)
We've been training for about 5 hours, and at this point we are attacking each other of course my Mentor was going easy on me. "You're really good at this! Are you sure you never fought before?" My Mentor exclaimed half joking knowing I was to young to have fought before. "Not that I remember." I sigh remembering how I got here I almost forgot completely about not being born in Iornmire, I just fit in so well and everyone was so excepting.

My Mentor continues to train me until the sun went down, and we had to go home.