((Ok, I'm just going to start. Sorry it's so late, I got side tracked today.))<br/><br/>Tyr descended to the ground in the midst of the poor district of the city of Gamris. He immediately took the form of a beggar and hobbled to a corner, waiting for a particular someone to pass by.<br/><br/>"Spare some coins?" He asked in a nasily voice.<br/><br/>((Whoever wants to, cross by and we'll get started.))