The night was ending. The sun hadn't yet climbed up yet and already the rays of light were casting out the darkness, bathing the land in warmth and light. The land was covered sheets of dew, each sparkling as they reflected the light they received in all directions, as if to praise the arrival of the sun. Birds flew from tree to tree, chirping their morning songs, aware of nearly everything going on in their vicinity. Including the cloaked stranger who was walking by.
Oras had recently packed his tent and sleeping bag and was on the move yet again. He never stayed somewhere too long, and when he traveled he took his time, which nearly always resulted in having to stop to sleep for the night. This of course was the life he was used to. He was a nomad ever since his family and friends had perished and it would remain that way until he had found a more stable life that he enjoyed. He doubted this would occur for a good long while so he would instead focus on the present. Worrying about today rather than yesterday or tomorrow. He pulled out his map as he walked to see what town he was hitting next: Magnolia town. From what he had heard, this town was typically a peaceful place, holding more festivals than any other town or city. He also heard there was a wizard guild here as well.
He put the map away and returned his attention to the path he was walking on. Sure enough in the distance he saw the town of magnolia. Peaceful town was the description he had been given. Peaceful did not describe whether the town would be busy, slow, loud or quiet. There was no way to determine what may or may not occur until he stepped into the gates and observed the area himself. Seeing as how they celebrate many festivals he might end up walking into one by accident. Of course he won't let himself interrupt the festival and celebrating. Today, like any other town or city, he would be exploring the town, getting an idea of where everything was. He always felt better if he knew he was prepared for combat, no matter what. And during combat, it was important to know the grounds you fought on.
Oras had recently packed his tent and sleeping bag and was on the move yet again. He never stayed somewhere too long, and when he traveled he took his time, which nearly always resulted in having to stop to sleep for the night. This of course was the life he was used to. He was a nomad ever since his family and friends had perished and it would remain that way until he had found a more stable life that he enjoyed. He doubted this would occur for a good long while so he would instead focus on the present. Worrying about today rather than yesterday or tomorrow. He pulled out his map as he walked to see what town he was hitting next: Magnolia town. From what he had heard, this town was typically a peaceful place, holding more festivals than any other town or city. He also heard there was a wizard guild here as well.
He put the map away and returned his attention to the path he was walking on. Sure enough in the distance he saw the town of magnolia. Peaceful town was the description he had been given. Peaceful did not describe whether the town would be busy, slow, loud or quiet. There was no way to determine what may or may not occur until he stepped into the gates and observed the area himself. Seeing as how they celebrate many festivals he might end up walking into one by accident. Of course he won't let himself interrupt the festival and celebrating. Today, like any other town or city, he would be exploring the town, getting an idea of where everything was. He always felt better if he knew he was prepared for combat, no matter what. And during combat, it was important to know the grounds you fought on.
