A fallen Kindom of the Lost Children
::Arubieus set foot in to the Market. It bustled and boomed with noise. People talked fast, moved fast and acted fast. He looked around. This was a very different land from where he had come. The air was not at all fresh. The food look unhealthy. The peoples clothes were unkempt as were themselves. He looked around . there didn’t seem to be any greenery here either . Was this really the place the prophet wanted them to come to? Maybe he’d made a wrong turn. After all him and Mia had been split up and told to take different paths to this place. Or their home as they had been told. He refused to believe it. Mia on the other hand Had put all her faith into the prophet. ::
“Hmm. If this is supposed to be home. I think I’d rather have stayed in the wilderness. ”
::He looked around a bit more. It seem ed to as he entered he might have drawn a bit of attention to himself. Some of the guards were staring at him now. He felt a bit uncomfortable for a few seconds. He decided to just shrug it off and make his way deeper into the market hoping to find something that might suit his fancy better then the entrance .::
Last edited by Arubieus; 11-30-2009 at 07:12 PM.
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