<span style="color: #00FF00"><div style="text-align: center;">Micheal Merton</div></span><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Although Micheal felt upset about being chosen for exile, he had been expected this for quite a long time. In oldin the most common exiles are orphans, because most orphans live in orphanages-obviously- the city has to pay for the feeding, housing, teaching, and the general aid of -you guessed it- orphans. So some old prime citizen came up with the <span style="font-style: italic">genius</span> idea to put them at the farthest point below the wortherance line, on the grounds that the government has paid for their care their entire lives putting them in dept to the city, making any orphan bellow even the poorest person in oldin. Doesn't sound fair does it? Basic politics.</div><br/>As Micheal stood above all the supplies laid out on his bed he assessed all the supplies he had at his disposal.<span style="font-style: italic">A didital graphite synthetic tablet ( a didital sketch pad/notebook), I can probably trade that for a new set of clothes and a flint and steel to make fire. My clothes will disintegrate when I leave oldin, so I can trade those for food, I'll take my comics their made of paper, so they won't disintegrate when i leave oldin.... if I hurry I can get a few snares to hunt outside the wall, I don't have much experience but i can learn</span>.<br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Micheal found his old burlap backpack in his closet and stuffed halfway with clothes,then he carefully placed his synthetic tablet aswell, he was about to close the bag when he noticed that he had forgotten about his father's ring. It was the only remaining memory Micheal had left of his father. It was solid gold and had his family crest embedded in gemstone on the flat top of the ring. It was very precious to Micheal and he couldn't believe that he was about to sell it. He sliped on his finger and slung the burlap sack over his shoulder and left the orphanage to run to the trading grounds. All through the hallways there were people consoling others, and newly empty rooms, but no one looked at Micheal, no one even knew his name, and it made Micheal <span style="font-style: italic">furious</span>.</div>