
IC:
8th, Winter, 513 AV
With the day moving slower than the growing of grass, Kaskarshi wandered the streets in search of entertainment. There was a man claiming to hold the future of all in a glass ball that was clearly fake. A seemtress who spoke of the newest trends that Kaskarshi knew would probably fail. Still destraught with the idea of being bored, he looked a little harder. A man appeared from the very stone of the building next to Kas, or so he thought because he had no idea where he came from. Venerable, yet he strode as if he were busier than the head of state.
"It's mine! I beat him, I earned it!" He shouted at strangers up and down the street. But of course he ran into too the Eypharian who asked what the commotion was about. The man explained that a couple of thugs had taken his ring that he won while gambling.
"My skills far surpass this challenge, but as I do not have elsewhere to be, so I should help my elder. Where did they take your ring too?" Kas was more than sure he could take two lowly thieves if a fight was the only answer. The elder man had seen them heading out of the city, but he was positive they were around. So without asking another question, he ventured outside the city.