1st of Summer 512 AV
Aris gently woke up from the bed, stretching his arms before rolling out of his bed. His hair had started to grow out, a lot. He had faint stubble's on his chin and his hair thick, brown, and parted in the middle. His hair extended to only the very top of his spine but was beginning to fall in front of his face, no matter how many times he tried to part it. He really needed it to get cut. His room had no windows so he had no Idea how the weather was, but decided to go out and check, right now the only real "job" he had was helping clear out the rubble from the streets. He gave his hair a quick comb over so it wasn't as knotted as it was when he went to bed. He then glanced at his fathers armor, Rhaus, he really needed to get to polishing it and fast. As his morning routine usually went, he dressed into his boots, slipped on his pants, shirt and cloak. As he walked outside, the air was surprisingly cool, but summers in this region were never very sever. As he walked down the street he listened to the people who were helping with the rebuilding process, working for food, just like him.