Long City, Juewang Forest
In the darkness of the canopy of the forest , there was a boy, lying on the ground bleeding from multiple cuts and covered in bruises and burns, unconscious from the sheer pain raking throughout his body.
The boy looked to be between twelve and thirteen years old he had black hair which suited his young but sharp features, he had a small body which looked frail from malnutrition the boy was mildly handsome but the cuts adorning his face gave him a ghastly appearance.
In the distance a lone rider on a horse with the bloodline of a longma, warily approached the unconscious boy making sure the area was safe before dismounting his mount. "what happened to this boy?" the man asked himself as he carefully examined the boys grievous wounds
"He needs a doctor, and fast" the man determined as he felt the boys heartbeat and breathing slowly weakening and quickly, but carefully, mounted his horse and rode to his clan, hoping that they would be able to save the young boy.
He awoke to the gentle glow of candlelight lighting up the small but comfortable room. "W-where am I?" the young boy asked with a very hoarse voice as he looked down at his arms and body noticing that they were cleanly wrapped in bandages, he looked around the room seeing a banner depicting large red dragon on a gold background the room was furnished nicely and everything was arranged as to not interfere if someone was to walk around, the boys ears perked up as he heard footsteps coming closer from outside the room. The door to the room opened and a middle-aged man with a salt and pepper beard walked in carrying a pitcher of water and a chunk of bread. When the man saw that the boy was awake he came over and handed him a cup filled with water "Are you ok? What happened to you?" the man asked the boy as he tore the bread in his hands to make it easier for the boy to eat.
The boy greedily drank the water choking slightly from the action while also swallowing the soft warm bread the man gave him cooing softly as it felt like a miracle to eat bread that wasn't stale or moldy. The man looked at the boy with a small smile as he pulled out another loaf of bread and gave it to the boy who took it greatfully as he dug into the other loaf.
"What's your name?" the man asked the boy when he saw that he was finished with the bread and water
"Lung Luo" the young boy answered quietly as he watched the man "Where am I? And who are you?" Lung Luo asked the man with a calm voice betraying his young age
"You are in the Long Clan branch of Long city, I am the head hunter of this branch my name is Actaeon".
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