Closed To Seek One's Future[Isisa]

[Maxi]

Spring 31, 513 AV

Every day, Maxi was bored. Bored in the morning while waking up to his drab cube of a room, bored in the afternoon while working the fields alongside his uselessly encouraging father, and bored at night when going to bed. Day in and day out, he always felt like he needed something to brighten his day. The young man felt that should his future continue like this that there is no point in living. Every day while working, he thought of this, pondering what possibilities of adventure lie in his current life. But he saw none, for he had never been on an adventure and thus could not see any of the entrances to that way of life, however obvious they may be. Only once did his efforts in finding an adventure bear fruit. And the fruit that it bore was to find a fortune teller.

Find a fortune teller and pose an inquiry about his future. What would it be like? A swordsman, battling alongside the great Sylirian Knights perhaps? A hunter crouching in the woods, seeking out a legendary beast in which to slay and gain glory? Maybe even an assassin, lurking in the depths of shadows to strike out at a unaware target? Maximillion had no idea, but he so dearly wanted one. So he strode out to find one, wandering the streets of Syliras based on whim, ear, and chance.

The streets were busy enough, many a citizens going about their daily work while others were simply hanging out in the corners of the streets. The majority of the crowd were worksmen, lugging about construction equipment for the building of something nearby, though there was the odd drunkard hobbling about. Maxi's legs were sore from walking around so much, seeking out a fortune teller of some kind. A wooden flute stuck out from the largest pocket in his gray jacket, a splotch of dark brown against the field of gray clothing. His expression was glum and bored. Where can I find a fricken fortune teller?! I've been looking around for...two chimes already! Wow. Maybe I should just go home... He heaved a sigh and shook his head. "Ugh! Why can't I ever find what I'm looking for?!" Of course, Maxi was young, and the young exaggerate sometimes. But this time, he wasn't exaggerating much. But he continued to endure the sore legs, the boredom, and the lack of adventure while he shuffled about looking for some sort of fortune teller. Maybe a vendor, maybe a shop with a sign, and maybe even a person with eyes that seemed they could take in the future. Many times he asked the random fellow just to have his question shut down and ignored and other times answered sarcastically. Always he seemed to fail.

But he didn't care. He knew this path lead to adventure, and he'd do almost anything to get some action. And so Maximillion Ahrow continued his patrol, ever searching for someone who could tell him his future.

[Isisa Canary]

Isisa finished her patching up the wounds from a man who had a nail in his leg. She didn't ask why probably should have but didn't want to know either. She brushed back her hair to we're someone can see the gills and scales on her neck. Isisa cleaned the area the man was in, then put the medicine up on the shelves. Hmm... I need to go to the market place to get more herbs or down by the farms.. she thought to herself. She took some of her money and went into the shops. She locked the door behind her and left.

Syliras was amazing to her. There were races from almost very were in the city all at once. But hardly any Akalaks any were, but she loved it in Syliras though. She got to meet very one that so much has looks at her, she'll talk to them. But she is some what cautious around Ziths and Nuits but it happens. Isisa continued to walk through the streets keeping to herself this time, she felt some what of the future and their pasts people have as they walk by her. Isisa is also a fortune teller that really tells one past and future but she try's to stay in the future part of it. Most fortune tellers has dark skin and black hair. Isisa was a Konti with white hair an scales nothing like what others think its like.

Isisa saw a small stand she talked to the seller for alittle while, bought some herbs than left. Isisa saw a young Human boy in the slum area, poor boy, must be looking for something... she thought but continued walking. Suddenly she felt a strong hand pulling her. She jumped and looked back, it was a half drunk man their in front of her. She looked at him in discuss, "Leave me alone you drunk!" She slapped him, hard.