Roshetta ed Erden (Roaner)
Chapter 1: Fireworks

It's a dark and dreary day in the city of Correnarn.  Not a single person is outside on their normal schedule. The children aren't playing in the streets. The adults have yet to set up their shops for the day. The blacksmith is empty. The town is simply dead, except for one house. It's the home of Roshetta Cuzicar and Erden Nightish, the two best friends in town. Erden is walking in the door, and Roshetta is cutting wood out back. Erden peaks his head around the door and tells Roshetta, "Hey you'll never guess where I just got back from."

Roshetta shakes his head and grabs another peice of wood to chop. "Well it's not in Correnarn. This place is unuasually dead today. I don't think I've even heard old man Jakiar's cat, though I'd consider that a good thing."

Erden smiles brightly as he steps out carrying a medium sized box. "I went to Draddelsday."

Roshetta stops chopping wood and raises an eyebrow to his friend. "Why did you go to Draddelsday, what is that, and where did you steal it from? If I remember correctly we're both broke. All we can afford each week is what we need to survive."

Erden puts the box down and shakes his laughs. "I know we're broke, but I didn't steal this. I got it from Kulino's"

"You mean you actually used your store credit on something?" Roshetta says in an almost accusing tone. "So what is it? What's worthy of you using what you've saved up for the past eight years?

A huge smile crosses the young wizzard's face. "Lavorian fireworks. Twenty four rounds of the best fireworks in all of Drickenvar."

Roshetta's eyes widen as he rushes over to the box. The warrior opens the box and pulls out a silver and gold rocket. "When did Kulino get Lavorian fireworks?"

Erden giggles and bares his teeth smiling. "I heard a few rumors about them getting a huge shipment in last week, but we left on our mission in Travenskor, so I had to wait. I thought they'd be out by now, but it seems as though it cost a lot to get the shipment in. I mean what with the brigaders and stream pirates in combat between here and Likendar, I'm sure few merchents would even attempt to send a caravan through the border."

Roshetta rolls his eyes and sighs at the mention of stream pirates. "I wish those guys would just give it up. I mean after fifteen months of combat you'd think that someone would have realized that neither one of them have found the key to the infinty treasure. The thing doesn't exist. You just told them that to distract the idiots long enough for us to get away."

Erden chuckles at the memory. "Yeah, I'd like to think that was one of my better escape methods. Alas, they actually started searching for it, and now they think that the other one has a golden staff with a twenlve foot long chain on the hilt."

"I still can't believe you got Lavorian fireworks," Roshetta says right before he smiles evilly. "I know exactly what you got these for too now don't i"

Ender gives the brightest darkest smile he has ever had. "You'd be an idiot if you didn't. Should we set it at the north side or the west side of Cordian's house?" Erden asks as he picks the box back up.

Roshetta shakes his head and sighs. "The north side has had too much attention from the Doodarmia boys, which means that the west side of the place has been neglected far too long."

"Well then," Erden says in a distinguished voice. "We had better show the west side of Cordian's house that we still remember it." They both leave their yard and walk up to the west side of a house that's on a very steep hill.

Roshetta grabs a handful of fireworks and sticks them into the ground. "This is going to be good. Cordian is already setting up to blast the fireworks back. I bet he thinks that we have the local stuff."

"I'm sure he does. These things pack a bigger punch than anything in Correnarn ever could," Erden says as he put the rest of the fireworks in the ground. "You ready?"

"Oh yeah," Roshetta says as he pulls out his giant chain blade and waits for Erden to put a pile of rocks right beside the fire works, before he slams the sword hard into the ground, sending sparks right onto the wics of the fireworks.

Erden smiles as the rockets shoot right at the wizzard's house. "Lets see how he handles real fireworks."

Cordian thrusts his right hand foward sending a blast of energy at the Lavorian rockets knocking them back towards the two boys.

Roshetta runs faster than he thought he ever could, while Erden stands there in a daze saying, "But it was supposed to work this time." The rockets hit Erden's chest head destroying the top half of his outfit and sending him flying to the middle of the dirt road.

A small group of villagers come out to see what's going on as Erden runs back home with his hands and arms covering his chest. When Erden is out of sight one village asks, "Is Erden wearing a...bra?"