<div class="floatleft">(http://images.mmorpg.com/images/avatars/Anime_Warrior_by_chaotixwol.jpg)(http://media.animevice.com/uploads/0/7621/297185-dark_assassin_by_atarts_super.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Auron<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Prince of Aserit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Exiting the slum, entering the actual city.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kaniene, Essaline, Laverius, Anyone.<hr/><br/>Auron sighed inwardly, his sister didn't seem to understand that the people around them were only like this because of the war they had been in, though it mattered little he supposed. He shared his sister's unrest as well, he could feel he was going to be tense the entire stay in Theiri. If he let his guard down for even a moment it could be disastrous. As he walked next to his sister a sudden potent smell hit him, it almost made him gag at first. "I think that smell is perfume, cologne, and fruit, dear sister. It is a very interesting smell that is for sure. . ."  He sighs slightly as they walked. He was going to loathe every minute of his time in this wretched city, and he'd have to keep a close eye on his family. There were to many unknowns for Auron's liking, why must there be here? Why in the heart of Theiri, was his father this damned foolish to think the enemy wouldn't kill them? They had the number advantage, the troop advantage, and the damned defensive advantage, this whole thing was nightmarish in Auron's eyes.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes and sighed a moment, just taking in the city really, the noises, the people, the putrid smell, and the strange sights. Everything about this city seemed so different than what they'd just witnessed, and how different the people were to Aserit was so strange, how could people living so close be so different than one another? Auron pushed his thoughts aside and looked forward at the path ahead, he had the feeling something bad was bound to happen but tried to ignore it, the fact they hadn't run into any soldiers had him battle ready, his hand tightly around his sword and the it was drawn a bit for easier and quicker, his eyes constantly scanning the crowds for any signs of threat. He glanced back at the carriage his father and other sister were in. seeing nothing out of the ordinary on or around it he looked up at his sister. "This is giving me a bad feeling Kaniene, I haven't seen a single guard or soldier since we entered this city of 'Beauty' as some have called it. . ."<br/><br/>Hearing the gallop of horse hooves he quickly looked around until he spotted the 'royal smithy'. He never really like the smith, there was just something about him that rubbed him the wrong way. He eyed the man, he could see he was saying something but couldn't tell what it was, he supposed if it was really important, Essaline would tell them. He shrugged again and looked around before looking up at his sister. "I hope we can get a drink after the 'royal welcome'. . . He one more kept his voice lowered but loud enough for her to hear.