<span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0000FF">Adrian Adonis</span></div></span><br/><br/>The peaceful quiet of the forest was broken in an instant by the sound of a wild animal crashing through the foliage. Behind it, a young man followed in hot pursuit, weaving through the trees and shrubbery to keep up with the considerably faster four-legged creature. Adrian’s prey barrelled straight through a shallow river in its attempt to escape, getting hindered by the slippery stones beneath its hooves. He, on the other hand, used the elevation of a nearby log to bound across the water without wetting his shoes. The chase continued, and he was gaining on the animal fast.<br/><br/>Then, without any warning, the trees thinned away and the ground evened out. Adrian pursued his prey out of the forest and directly into a stretch of flat plains. Without the aid of the obstructions and cover of the forest, it seemed that a hunter had no hope of chasing down a kiribou. But Adrian wasn’t quite the average hunter.<br/><br/>Rather than being left behind, he put on a burst of inhuman speed, closing the distance between them in a matter of seconds. Seeing this, the kiribou tried to make a sharp turn in a last attempt to escape, slowing down just enough for Adrian to bring it to the ground.<br/><br/>“Thank you for your provision,” murmured Adrian. Then he sunk his hand-axe into the back of the creature’s neck, killing it instantly. Without any time to waste, he hastily cleaned and skinned the animal with practiced movements.<br/><br/>“Alright then…” he got to his feet and wiped his brow, donning his hood and preparing to leave. Only then did he notice the great wall. Without the trees in the way, the immense structure was clearly visible, even at this distance. It stood as an absolute contrast to the wilderness around it, almost gleaming in the sunlight. “Oldin,” he muttered to himself. It would be that time of the year, wouldn’t it? When one hundred unfortunate souls were drawn from the lottery and exiled from the city, condemned to the hostile environment outside…<br/><br/>How long had it been since he was a citizen of that world?<br/><br/>Adrian shook his head and turned his back to the walls. Later, he thought. Later, he might take the journey back to greet the fresh exiles. But right now, he headed into the forest with his full day worth of pelts and meats.<br/><br/>Not too far away was the small Outwall town of Gwennedrill. There, he would find trade and rest.