What Would you do with a Drunken Sailor (closed rp)

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"And if you can't pay stay out." The bartender said throwing a man dressed in rags out onto the street. He stumbles and falls into the garbage. This man was a mess. The rags on his back might of once been nice but clear mistreatment for many months left them little more then rags. The man in these rags looked little better. The locals just called him Jon. He had come in on a boat. However he got so drunk the night before he was supposed to sail again that he missed the boat. As such he has remained. Every night getting more drunk than the last. However he was finally out of funds. He stumbled down the street. The lanterns lighting the dark night. He stumbled in the dim light trying to find his way to the next bar. Maybe he could beg for some coins and get one more drink. He stumbled until he collapsed face first into the pavement. His vision blurred and went black...
wip more to come

[Trot]

The man awakens surprised. His head throbbed. He was in a room that was completely Red and fires were lit in nearby hearths.
He sits up a woman dressed in a red robe was starring at the hearth.
"Where am I." the man asks recoiling at the sound of his own voice.
The woman turns. She has a small heart shape face and long red hair.
"You are awake."
She says. The man feels his head clear. It was as tough someone was cutting though the fog in his head.
"Tytos Blackwood, you are a troubled soul."
He recoils at the sound of the name.
"H-how to you know that name." His voice sounded gruff and his throat burned with thirst.
The woman looks at him.
"The Lord of Light has showed me your past. He has shown me your plight and your troubles. You were the first born. Much was expected of you. You were raised to take your birth right but when the the time finally came you could not handle it. You cursed the gods and lost yourself to drink. The Lord of Light has sent you to be redeemed. Your life was for this moment. You are here to devote yourself to the lord of light."
"And why would I do that?"
"Because The Lord of Light said you would."

[Trot]

It had been many months since Tytos arrived at this new place. He had trained as a red priest. But still he had doubts. This god of light had done little for him, and what of his families gods? He did not know. The woman came in see had been teaching him. Over his time hear he had memorized the scriptures and learned the traditional language they are preformed in. He had done it all and still this magic they spoke of never came.
She spoke up, "It is time. Come with me."

He followed. He always did. It was like this every day for his training. He would followed the woman. He wondered what it would be today. More memorization maybe he would have to copy some more texts. He did not know. Finally she opens the door and together they walk into the room.
In the middle of the room dividing it in half a fire blazed. HE looked at her startled but see wasn't there.
"It is time." She says. That mystic voice seeming to fill his senses. and with it his doubts seemed to be washed away. It was time for him to prove him self after all. How he did not know.
"Cross through the flames prove your devotion to the lord of light."

He did as he was told and it was strange. His clothes set ablaze but he did not burn and a warmth settled into his stomach. It felt as though cold and heat no longer mattered. All that mattered was the light. He felt it as part of him. Finally he stepped out. He felt reborn in the flames the power seemed to flow through him it did not fade.
"Welcome Brother you have been reborn in Light."