Blue Hollow Clan Chapter 1 Karliah blinked her eyes open and looked around the concrete cell she was in, it had an odd blue tint to it. She shook her head and tried to take a step foreword but noticed her hands and feet were shackled to the wall. She looked down, all she was wearing was a thin white robe that went just under her waist. Struggling she grunted and noticed a long scratch on her right upper arm, navy blue surrounded it but bright red blood trickled out of it. A low beep echoed through the cell and her shackles broke open. She rubbed her wrists and looked up sharply as the latch to the door unlocked and the door started to swing open. She quickly tied up her robe and blinked when she saw the figure in the doorway. A tall blonde boy stood there, a slight smile on his face "Hello Karliah, I am your Procorps, Travis" he said. Both Travis and Karliah were walking down the stairs to the communal area. "So, everyone in the Clan has a weak point though not everyone's is in the same spot. Each person in the clan can tell where their comrades Weak Point is. When you hit ones Weak Point their body is paralyzed for a certain amount of time before they can move again, getting that hit in a fight means certain death." Travis said, he looked down at his watch "oh! We need to get you to the Elders for Orientation!" He said and grabbed her arm, dragging her to a small hallway decorated with paintings. Two large doors engraved with bronze and silver. Travis opened the door to reveal seven extremely elderly people, five men and two women. Travis bowed and Karliah copied him "Parthornax, I present to you the New Born of last night." "Ah, young Karliah strong spirited." Said the man sitting in the middle of the long, dark wooded table. He waved his hand at Travis and the young blonde headed boy left. "Welcome, to the House of Elders. You are here for Orientation, to become a healer, fighter, mage, or analyzer." Parthornax said starting his speech. "A healer obviously heals those wounded in battle, it is unlawful for them to be attacked and for them to attack someone. Each crime is punishable by death. An Analyzer is trained to tell where one's Weak Point is on anyone, they are usually fast and cant take many hits. They have common Weak Points that are easy to hit, like yours." He said nodding to the blue spot on her leg. "Next is a Mage, they are trained in magical spells and enchantments, clever and cunning with difficult Weak Points. Lastly is the most common, Fighters, they have Weak Points that are common but can be shielded easily. They are strong and learn shouts, trained to use many weapons like the bow and arrow, sword, knives, and swinging mace. Also select few learn to fight on horseback." He said walking around Karliah. "You seem to have broad shoulders, strong spirit, and a Weak Point that is concealed and not given away easily." Said the woman to the far right, she glanced around at the whole table and ended on Parthornax, he nodded slightly and gave her permission to speak. "It is decided then, you will become a Fighter"