Chapter 3

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Xornoth was sitting in his room, staring out of his stained window. The window contained blue, teal, white ,( for Scott) a black, purple, red (for Xornoth) and gold (the colour that represents Rivendale). 

He had heard everything and saw Scott leaving Rivendale. Xornoth was always over shadowed by Scott because Scott was the champion of Aeor and Xornoth was the champion of Exor. Scott was more adapted to the cold climates of the mountains that surround Rivendale, and could survive long periods of time out in the cold. Xornoth on the other hand couldn't survive as long and was better adapted to the heat. (Scott taking after their father, a ice elf, and Xornoth taking after their mother, a blood elf.)

He and Scott didn't always see eye to eye, but they always look after each other. They had to share a room and They had one bookshelf. They had decided to split it in half and weren't aloud to touch anything on the other person's side without permition. 

Xornoth walked over to the bookshelf and grabbed a small, dark, vibrant red crystal, which was attached to a chain. It was hot to the touch.

He mutters something under his breath and the crystal instantly starts to cool down. Xornoth then puts it back down on the shelf and goes back to the window.

"Thank god that Scott doesn't know," He releases a sigh of relief

"Yet." 

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I don't know how but I managed to fine the motivation to write two chapters in one day. I am impressed with myself. Also sorry if its a bit short, like I said I just did two chapters in one day. Cut me some slack. Byee :))

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