Escaping Ravoks Iron Fist (OPEN)

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A city floating in the center of a lake, Ravok is a place of dark beauty, romance and culture. Behind it all though is the presence of Rhysol, God of Evil and Betrayal. The city is controlled by The Black Sun, a religious organization devoted to Rhysol. [Lore]

Escaping Ravoks Iron Fist (OPEN)

Postby Zen on June 25th, 2011, 8:34 am

Zen was doing what he thought he would never do. The same thing that his father was known for, thieving. He had no other option being a laborer was just getting tiring for him and he knew that he had to do something to get income for his family. He had thought this inside of his head over and over again just simulating the different possibilities and how he would escape if caught. But it wasn't just the thought of being caught, his whole life living in Ravok people had told him about The Voice and the Black Sun and how the Black Sun was the best of the best at stopping criminals. "If I did this would I be considered a criminal?" He asked himself.

The entire time he was thinking about all of this, he was standing right across the Canal from the Merchant he planned on robbing. Thought of denial started to fill his head trying to talk him into this by saying to himself "That merchant is already rich, maybe I need something" and "Think of how happy it would make my family feel." So in an act of idiocy he walked behind the merchant who was with someone else and slipped his hand into the mans pocket. He knew that the merchant kept his Mizas in his left pocket if they were gold and silver in his right, if it was copper he didn't think about it as much and just kept it inside of a locked chest. Zen did it! he reached right into the pocket filled with the silver and brought out five Mizas.

Casually walking away no one said anything, it was if nothing had happened. He then walked across the bridge that went over the Canal back to where he first was. Filled with happiness and joy he couldn't believe that it happened, and that it actually worked. Then it happened, a small piece of greed filled his head. He wanted to do it again but this time reach into the merchants left hand pocket. Although he was aware that it was about to turn sunset, so he pondered and left so he could get home in time.

Always having to walk he thought to himself that he might take a boat to get home using the money he had just stole. The merchants stand was no where close to his house so it cost him all five Mizas to get to his home. When he got home his mother asked him, "Where have you been?" Zen replied by saying he had visited the altar to pray. Mother had never question the work of their religion.

Another day had pasted and Zen had to do what he did almost everyday. Get up, eat, and then go to work, but he would probably make a "stop" after work today. Just like the day before, he went to work and then walked to the merchants zone. Seeing the same man again he walked behind him and slightly put his hand into the man's left pocket and grabbed three Gold Mizas. When talking it out the merchant yelled "Thief!, Thief!". Looking around he saw a large man running at him, and he knew it had to of been some sort of guard so he sprang.

Running up and down the bridges and even getting lost himself the man was still right behind him. He then jumped from the bridge onto one of the boats in the canal, then jumping from the canal to another bridge. The man continued on the bridge so Zen ran even faster than before not seeing the man anymore but not taking the chance for a rest. He ran over all the bridges until he realized that he was permanently lost. Even though Ravok wasn't a huge city there were still parts that Zen didn't recognize. He then stopped to rest.

Eventually he made it home not having any excuse to his mother this time but to tell the truth of what he had done. She and Zen knew what had to be done and that was to leave the City of Ravok and look for another one for the time being. Until people had forgot what they had seen that day. If Zen were to be seen by the merchant or by the man chasing him during regular days and made a big commotion about it Zen might be horrible charged for his crime.
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Escaping Ravoks Iron Fist (OPEN)

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