
	Old Futhark Laguz

	Laguz went away when his mother had died a few years back. He was 15 years then. Too young to really understand the real world. He had been lucky that an old wealthy sailor, with no heirs, took him in and learned him everything he knew. Laguz started to see him as a father and even started to forget about his miserably youth. But then the old sailor died. He sat next to the old man when he was spending his last hours. "Laguz.. I’m giving everything to you. Make me proud." He whispered in his last breath. Between his tears, Laguz mumbled a "I promised" and then the old man died. Time passed slowly for Laguz then. He had a home now and even a good business. But he missed something. He missed his brothers. He loved the sea and sailing, but he couldn’t help stop thinking of them. And they showed up on his doorstep. Both of them, they were so changed over the years. They were all grown up, but so was he. Come in, he had said. And then they asked him the most horrible thing that he had ever heard. "Come back home with us." No.. Laguz said. No he thought. But was he doing the right thing? He had promised to make him proud. But how? He couldn’t leave everything that he had tried to achieve. He couldn’t drop everything for Uruz. He let Ansuz and Inguz sleep their for a week, even more if they wanted to, but they were going home. It had been a week, and Laguz couldn’t sleep. Tossing and turning, he struggled with his choice. And at one night, he got up and put his close on. He grabbed a horse and started riding to catch up his brothers. It was only a day before they got home, that he caught up. "Sorry that I was so hard." "That’s ok. You can always go back later." "I won’t hesitate." Laguz had let the care to his first mate. A very good man that he trusted completely. When they got home, the farm was a ruin, and he was shocked when he saw his father. He was so weak, and pathetic even. Wondering how he got this way, he listened to the conversation between his brother and his father. Ansuz waved at him to make clear that he needed help with his father getting outside. The air did his father some good, but it seemed that it was far from over. He wondered if he could show his father any sympathy. But apparently he could. His father had done all those things in their past for a reason. Good or bad, it didn't really matter anymore. They all were summoned to the army. Laguz didn't want to go really. His hands were busy with the care of the land and his father, and he secretly wanted to go home, because how much his father would change, the harbour would be his home and not this land. But Ansuz persuade him into going. He was under the command of Theiwaz. It seemed that he wasn't really made for war and combat, but he was a good leader when it came to talking, reacting and other finer art then just fighting. His trained arms made it rather easy for him to fight with a sword. But he knew his brother was suffering from all this. He only said what was really needed and only to Ansuz and him. He was silent to others, but Laguz couldn't help but hear him cry in the middle of the night when he thought nobody could hear him. Laguz didn't say anything about it. He didn't want his brother as an anomy. What he did say was that he was always their for him, but Inguz had done nothing. Laguz thought he would have his reasons, and waited patiently. Their father almost broke down when they told him that they were going to war. But as Ansuz had said, they had made a commitment. They all left, and he road next to his brother. When a dragon appeared in front of the whole troop, he saw his brother smile for the first time since their mother had died, and he knew that whatever was in their future, it would be alright.
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