Nearby,<a class="link link--external" href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/156/2/5/Andoru_the_Burning_Phoenix_by_osy057.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Daijin</a>settled himself onto a rock and pulled out his own gourd to take a drink.  Looking out across the expanse, he girmaced as he surveyed the vast stretch of grass that extended in all directions.<i>This land is so.....flat sometimes.</i>It wasn't that he couldn't appreciate the vibrancy of vast fields of green, but rather he found himself more accustomed to the vibrancy of a bustling city.  He preferred the presence of people, not that his current status would allow for such a luxury.  It was not that anyone was aware he was the traitor general's son, but rather because he was certain his father would have agents scouring the land for the wayward son.<br/><br/><i>Bah, people probably don't even know he even had a son,</i>Daijin thought vindictively.<i>He hid my mother's and mine own existence quite well.  Heh, probably ended up coming back to bite him.</i>If it weren't for his sheltered existence, he might've actually fallen in line with his father.  The last few weeks he'd spent wandering had convinced him that it was certainly a possibility.<i>But perhaps it's best not to dwell on such.</i><br/><br/>Looking around, Daijin accutely became aware of how open it was around him again.<i>This isn't the best spot to rest actually.</i>Looking ahead, he spotted a large cluster of trees off in the distance.<i>Perhaps I ought to head over there to rest.</i>Standing up, he checked his sword and pack to make sure they were secure before beginning to walk again.