Coming into Nerys, Nathan felt like a fresh newborn coming into the world of adults. His mind was fresh, naive, and unknowing. He had been literally living underground with the dwarves...and did not understand the world around him. He seemed to be looking for fresh ideas, new places, and just something to keep him going. He hated living with the dwarves. It always made him feel...in the dark when it came to recent events. He only knew digging and machinery, and that was not what he wanted to do for a living. Now after a week, he finally arrived in Nerys, his first city to arrive in. It was the first time he saw so many humans and other species walking about, and his eyes were wide the entire time as he walked about the city, not knowing of common street rules when it came to ruffians and thugs. Which was where he got into this mess in the first place.<br/><br/>Hanging upside-down against a wall, legs tied together with the other end tied to his shovel and using it to jam between some bars of an upper balcony, Nathan simply crosses his arms as he swings from side to side casually, annoyed that he had gotten beaten up for a small mistake. So what if he accidentally broke a guy's arm for trying to steal from him? So what if he took his shovel and slashed the man's neck as soon as he drew his own dagger. He didn't die! Immediately anyway. So that was reason enough to have three other guys who were apparently his friends come over and rough up Nathan and leave him to hang and die slowly? Ha, how stupid they were to think he was as easily killable from such a thing as hanging upside for hours on end!<br/><br/>He sighed, and wasn't able to climb the rope holding him to reach his shovel and untie himself. So he simply lulled back and forth, blood rushing to his head as he grew annoyed more. It would be a wonder how he was not hallucinating or dying from having been like this for so long, and not to mention his face was not red whatsoever. Eventually the rope would snap from the weight and the force of him swinging, and cause his shovel to fall down and impale into the ground between his legs, causing him to freak out slightly from almost becoming less of a man. He stood up, and pulled his shovel out of the ground to examine it. Still as sharp as ever. Putting it on his back, he began to jog down an alleyway where he would run past a hooded figure, Alec, and into a crowd where he'd accidentally collide with Borkul.<br/><br/>Nathan was smaller, and fell to the ground easily. He got up and grew angry, still not having seen Borkul. "You big jerk! Watch where the hell you're...Uh...Going...?" He finally saw Borkul...and saw a Half Orc for the first time in his life.