Stepping stones on Cobblestone (Solo!)

[Jabari]

Jabari strode through the crowd of humans in the streets of Syliras, copper skin setting some people astray, he didn't mind. They could stare all they wanted, he enjoyed it here, to them it might be a normal life, but to him it was a paradise. Jabari carefully opened the door to the tavern, a loud 'Creak!' showing his arrival as the door came loose, swinging open to show a large room, several chairs and tables spread around the room and a single bar in the back, with benches in-front of it, kegs of ale labeled the back wall also.

Jabari strode in swiftly, twisting and turning to avoid people sitting at the tables and even some who where standing, the place was packed and it was nearing the darkest time of the night! with dismay he turned on foot and marched out into the cold air, even if it was fall the air was already turning into what would be winters frosty veil, he sighed softly and watched as the white mist trailed from his mouth then faded away. "'Tis a beautiful place, much better then my old home." He murmured with a sigh, turning on foot he yet again walked down the paved road, several allys cut through into the middle and he only sighed. "'Tis is a place of glory, indeed. But it is caved in, it is just a castle, a round fortress of merchants and bars." He said with a sigh, and silently added in 'But it is better then the hot unforgiving lands of Eyktol." He turned on foot and continued to walk, looking around once again for something to do.

Soon after his long walk around the castle he took to the alley's, moving through the dark and tight walkways to walk into one of the several openings, he looked around for anyone who was living here - Nope! He sighed gently and removed his sack from his arm, placing down the rutsack and removing his tent equipment, removing a tarp, bedroll and most importantly the rope to hold it up.

Only shortly after he had got this all out had he started on setting it up, doing as the instructions said and finding rough patches of earth to place the pegs in, and so he started slamming them into the cold earth, across the whole city this could be heard, even if it was just a whisper in the wind.

[Jabari]

Even as Jabari did the mindless work of thrashing a large pike of wood into the cold earth he had enough time to look up into the sky above, and something caught him by surprise! Had he not had the time to stare upwards? For the sky was completely dotted in shining stars, some stood out more then the rest and momentarily he dropped the hammer in-hand and just .. Looked up.


Now, don't get me wrong there are stars in the Eyktol, but none shined as bright as these, they actually looked real, unlike the faded ones he had seen once before, he sighed softly and shook his head. Reaching down to retrieve his hammer and continue to bang it hard against the pike, pushing the last one into the solid earth, he soon went to his knapsack and retrieved the tarp, placing it on the grass in his tent, then coming back out to start up a fire, removing his dagger he jabbed it inwards and started to dig, tearing soil from the hard earth to make a make-shift fire-pit, going up to the paved roads he removed several large rocks and dropped them respectfully in-front of him, and around the fire-pit, "Just some.. Safety." He murmured to him, if not the wind itself.

He peered around for something whether it be spare wood or even some kindling, but without luck, he let out a irritated groan and slumped back, removing his bedroll from the knapsack and tossing it inside, he bit back a curse as the bedroll slammed into the back of the tent and nearly sent it downwards, yet again. He sighed and slid a foot forwards, sliding downwards onto his behind and sitting in front of the hole, just watching it. And for some reason he thought it might.. Just might, burst into flames.

[Jabari]

As the air darkened so did Jabari's mood, the to-be freezing cold climate dropped considerably, the Chaktawe had never felt such cold, the sting it felt was colder then the darkest day in Eyktol. He cursed himself for not wearing something more warm! He let out a stifled yawn and turned to his side, getting down onto his hands and knee's to climb into his tent and grab his bedroll, he pulled off his shoes and tossed them aside, sliding into a comfy position and allowed the consciousness slip between his fingers, and soon, he was asleep.


***

Jabari slowly awoke into the crisp air once again, the temperature was still low, but it gave him a peaceful awakening, he instinctively crawled out, looking up for birds, -even if there aren't any- and moving up onto his two feet, he flinched as his bare feet felt the cold earth! "Ugh -- That was unexpected." The Chaktawe muttered, stepping back a few steps and onto his tarp, fretting that he might be caught off-guard with the cold earth once again.


Jabari turned on foot and clambered into his tent to retrieve both of his shoes, but to his dismay they where gone! He instantly turned around, clambering out of the Tent to look around, he could see nothing of serious indication that some one was here, -And had walked right in without him knowing!- Thoroughly confused he did a quick sweep around, finding no footprints or even any dents in the ground. He let out a growl of annoyance and strode over to his tent, his feet tingling from the cold frost.

Jabari had other plans although, it was time to go and try to gain a job! Jabari left all his stuff as it was and left the small alley-way, striding out and back to the tavern he had visited last night, now there where few people there, the bartender and a few people who had passed out and even a man who looked encumbered from the large amount of belly on him! Jabari strode through the empty tavern to the bar and sat down, tapping his knuckles against the hard wood, the bartender soon entering from a back door and returning to his seat, meeting Jabari with a happy smile. "How cannae I help you?" The man said, his gruff voice, reminding him of a Coyote or even a Worg.

"I'd like a job." Jabari said, his little - use of common causing a slight disadvantage at speaking it, but he could still talk with it! The Bartender would nod and turn around, going back to washing dishes. "So, ye'r new here?" The man said, turning yet again to pour some golden liquid into the glass, Jabari would nod thoughtfully, "Yes, only came here about 24 days past." The bartender would raise his eyebrow then sigh idly, "Alright, do you know how to cook?" He'd place the cup of golden liquid on the counter and slide it to the Chaktawe, "Err-- .. Yeah, I do." Jabari would mumble, picking up the glass and placing it to his lips and taking a swig, his face contorting into pure disgust. "Eck! What in the crow's name is this?!" he'd say, liquid sliding from his lips. The bartender caught off guard would jump at the question, "Its ale, its a drink." Jabari would scoff slightly, "It tastes like poison!" The bartender would chuckle and take the glass, pouring it out into a barrel full of several mixed liquids. "I believe Alcohol is, it isn't bad for you, but It is when you consume to much of it!" Jabari would slowly stand, "So about this job, might I have one?" The bartender would nod, "Indeed, come out back; we can talk about it!" The bartender would wobble away and go into the back room, motioning the Chaktawe to follow.