This city made his stomach churn. Of course many people stared at him and his equipment; Short sword on his hip, daggers within a holster lining his chest and other odds and ends. He nearly shook his head and continued to walk as his eyes darted from building to building, nothing had the stench of death had he been eluded once more? No that couldn't be it perhaps she was aware that he was onto her which caused a scowl to form across his face before his eyes narrowed upon a tavern before him the scowl turning to a smirk as he ran his hand through his white hair once more.<strong>"Found you."</strong>He muttered softly before he made his way toward the tavern. Stopping just outside the door before rolling his shoulders and opening the door slowly.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/><em>A quaint town bustled with busy people as night was quickly approaching. There were rumors of war on the verge of outbreak which always caused panic. A lone child stood in the streets his clothing consisted of rags and dirt as he walked aimlessly through the streets rubbing one eye 'mommy? where are you mommy.' he spoke in a shy voice as people averted their gazes or ignored the child. Everyone knew what had happened. A woman was raped and left with a child of which she abandoned and left for the streets to have. The only person who was unaware of this was the child himself. This didn't stop him from searching, every day he wandered asking new faces if they had seen his mother.<br/><br/>Finally a guard kicked the child to the ground, cursing his cowardly mother for abandoning him and grabbed the child by his shirt collar dragging him toward an ally way throwing him into it and snarling 'stay in the trash where you belo-' The guard was cut short as he slumped against the wall, sliding down leaving a trail of blood, a woman stood behind the guard now shaking her head 'that's no way to treat a child. Come here young one I'll be your mother.' She smiled and picked him up running a hand through his hair. 'I'll take care of you.'</em><br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The door opened as the male entered in time to see the scene before him. A woman being handed a branded weapon, her attire was interesting and she seemed rather confused. His smile grew wider as he shook his head drawing his short sword from his side before pointing it at the bartender<strong>"Step back bartender. This woman is dangerous and is in need of being apprehended."</strong>[/color] He smiled and tilted his head with enough force to cause it to pop<strong>"I would hate to have to ruin this nice building, so if you would kindly come with me. I'll take you where you belong madem."</strong>[/color]