Serion awoke that morning with a feeling of aprehension as he slowly stood from his bed to feel the chill. He was agitated to say the least, " Again it rains.....i hate this season more than i hate this town" he grumbled to himself as he stood there. Quickly he readied himself for the day ahead. after trimming his moustache and goatee he went and bathed. He put on the overalls and shirt he wore while working as the town butcher. After dressing he dawned a cloak and went out back. Once out back he picked up the small hatchet and chopped some wood for the stove and fire.<br/><br/>Once back inside he went into the back of the shop picking a slab of beef, pork, chicken, and venicine. He took these meats to the front of the shop and placed them on ice to hold until customers came in to pick the bit they wanted. For all intents and purposes he hated this job but it was the only way he could make a living outside of magic and he didn't want to reveal that he was a mage because he didn't like the people of this town to begin with so why should he reveal himself to be similar to the hero this town so proudly venerated for some old legends that they werent even sure of themselves anymore.<br/><br/><br/>"Raan should be by any day now with some news for me" he muttered to himself as he stood making sure his knives were sharp and ready for the cutting into the large slabs of meat he had laid out infront of himself. If he had his way about it Serion would have left years ago in order to practice his magic without fear of being caught. Suddenly he thought of butchering a small animal and laying it in the center of town just to scare the children.