so hungry

shorin looked at the numorus amount of people that flocked the streets of the small village. As they scurry about like they were busy making memorys that they could at least indullge in for the moment. But as for him his memorys was gone he had no idea how to get them back. As he kept walking the cold air caressing his face he seen a small cat creature hopping around like he found a great treasure. Out of the corner of his eye he seen the glow of red hot metal being formed into diffrent weapons and armor he could feel the wArmth from the fire as he strode by. In front of him a vary large building that he thought was the great pokke guild hall that he heard so much about. He thought to himself i wonder if they have any work for me to do so i can get a little cash iam starveing.As he smellt of the raw meat cooking on a fire next to the building the odor smellt as if it was calling to him so he steped in ide the great building in hopes of finding a warm meal and fresh ale for him.

Razor sat in the large dining pub under disguise his silver hair was covered in dirt and looked brown, Instead of the nice clothes he usually wore. Instead he wore dirty torn pants and a shirt that looked like it came from a cows but. the only thing that was nice was a flute that sat on his right side a traveling bard with no weapons. He looked over as the door opened and saw a young man the look on his face was that of hunger now Razor would have laughed and cut the boys throat just for fun but Torus (Fake name) Was a caring and gentle soul he raised his hand waving the boy over.

Torus laid down a silver coin and looked at the bar tender. "A large steak big one with fine beer and a haver sack for some vegetables. Torus turned back looking at the young man and nodded. "Eat up i was hungry for a long time it's not a good thing at all drives you insane after awhile. A man came up and nodded towards Torus. "Hey how about some music bard? Torus nodded as he walked up to a small stage and sat down placing the flute to his lips he began.

The music coming from the flute was one of peaceful times and calming seas, Pure peace and lush lands full of plenty. Torus played the song of the wild, Of lands of waterfalls and chirping birds. Torus laid his flute down bowed his head and set out a collection coming up with what would be changed to 3 silver coins. Torus slid the coins into his pocket and sat down once again.

"thank you so much" shorin said in a hesitant voice blood still pushing through the rip and tears of skin missing from his body and the black metal wires wraped tightly around his waist and torso the barbed hooks piercing his skin. He stared to eat the steak savoring every bite as it melted in his mouth as he finished up the last bites he took a drink of the beer and sit it back down to the table and iam shorin what your name as he looked in the mans eyes he could see his reflection his face scared and his eyes cold and black like onyx.

Torus sat down and watched his new friend eat. "Ahh you seemed hungry after all. Torus waved off a few more people wanting songs and entertainment."Eh no problem hate to see a fellow hunter starve just not right in my opinion. He nodded as the bar tender came by with two more large beers. "So what brings you out here kinda of a crappy town needs work some new management. Torus laughed at his own joke of course the management would be the followers a secret and elite group. Torus watched the door as if expecting someone to come through he doubted it though the only people he knew were fellow followers and if they were here then the city wouldn't last long.

i dont really no why iam here but i think this will be a good memory for the future as shorin looked around with a dazed look in his cold black eyes. As if he drifted into another world then he spoke again. "iii am sorry" he mumbled its rude of me to not pay attention when we are haveing a conversation i should try to be polite to such a good person. As he looked back at Torus with a little grin then he picked up his drink and took another gulp.

Razor expectations became true when a man covered with a thick cloak made of anteka and popo fur entered the room with a cold breeze from the snowy mountains, the face of the man was covered, but the chin of the man was visible, being tan and covered with a beard that was black but had some white and gray hair, the tall man, approached to Torus and gave him three gold coins and said him "For the play, I haven't heard something so fine since that Diablos that was taught to sing opera in the middle east, if you don't mind, I will seat with you two, since all tables are occupied."

The man sat and pulled down the hood, his face had very marked wrinkles and a strong profile and some scars on the chin and the cheek, he had a red band on his forehead.