Katyr

Writing challenge

 By @the-real-arcanist-val  I chose - A story about where your OC grew up

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Katyr was a Teen in Suramar when he first had a brush with death. Given his mother's illness he had to find food for them on his own, he started stealing. The one thing hardest for him to pinch? Arcwine.

This day he managed to fit an entire bottle under his shirt while the guards were beating some withered for entertainment. 

Everything was going well until he ran face first into a high-up official, she looked...old, older than most and she spoke cruelly "Where are you scurrying to rat? Did you find some cheese? Let's see how well you eat it with a melted face boy." The woman held Katyr down and slowly moved a fire spell close to his face.

It came close enough he felt a second of pain before someone countered it and grabbed the woman's arm saying "Enough Rosal! This one might prove...useful." The voice was silky smooth and...haunting as a very large man looked down on his skinny form, the woman scoffed "If he suits your tastes have at him my lord."

Katyr was carried off before he could protest much by two strong guards.

It'd be three years before he'd see his mother again.