"Uh, yeah, sure. Sorry about the mess." Fengar looked around, awkwardly.
"Anyway, thanks for the directions, sir. I really appreciate. If you ever need any help, just let me know. Cleaning, yardwork, fighting evil, anything." He waved and smiled. "See you around!" Fengar called out, starting...
Fengar looked down at his feet, realized that he was tracking in dirt on the clean floor and started to shuffle around, in an attempt to get away from the mess he was causing.
Then he realized that no matter what he did, the dirt on his shoes was always one step behind.
A strong foe indeed...
"You know, this place is pretty big. Like...damn." Fengar said, not to anyone in particular. He was was surrounded by his stuff, bags and whatnot, in front of the school, not really knowing exactly what to do. He turned around, to ask the man who dropped him off if he had any idea where he was...
Name: Fengar Fuentez
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Occupation/Grade: 10th grade
Appearance: 5 feet, 10 inches tall, with short, spiky black hair and deep brown eyes. He has a slight muscular build
Personality: Charismatic, confident, impulsive, stubborn, and optimistic. Fengar has a strong...