Re: Through the Air and Ice (Zorolo)
The ice innate woke up about an hour after he had passed out from the heat, finding himself in tan colored clothing in Arabic fashion, as a young girl walked over and placed a cup of water on the table next to him. One eye of the red haired boy opened, looking at the girl, who hadn't noticed he had awoken, and merely walked back to the door and left his room.
The youth slowly pushed himself upwards and looked around, finding his sword resting against a wall to his left, next to a window. The boy looked around the room, finding nothing but the bed and the table next to it. This appeared to be the guest room to a middle class family, and the ice innate faltered suddenly, falling back, still very tired from his foolish venture through the desert after the fencer of Tasogare.
"Where am I?" he asked himself lowly, looking at the cup of water as a man walked in.
"Oh, you are awake, I'm very happy then," the tan skinned man told the youth, smiling at him. This man was probably no older then about thirty, and he was slightly muscular, but not apparently so. He wore clothing similar to Zachary's, and moved slowly towards the youth, holding the cup to the boy. "Please, drink this water, you'll feel better. Please take some of what we have, you are our guest. It isn't every day we have someone pass out from heat exhaustion in front of our house. You must have been sent to us by Gazi for some reason. Well, whatever the reason is, we are happy to have you as our guest."
The boy looked at the man quizzically, and slowly moved his hands out, grabbing the cup of water and moving it slowly towards himself, taking a drink from it. "Zachary, and thanks for your hospitality," the ice innate responded as he placed the cup back upon the table. "By the way, who is Gazi?" the youth pondered, looking at the man.
"So you can speak, and my name is Abba, and I am a humble merchant of this town. As for Gazi, he is the God of this Desert, and he has bestowed man gifts upon me and my family. My wife and daughter, whom are downstairs, along with all we need to survive. Please, allow me to get you some food, and you and I shall speak, I wish to know why Gazi has sent you to my household," the man told Zachary, who merely watched him leave.
The boy sat up again, sliding his feet of the bed and finding a pair of slippers waiting for him. "Man, these people are really, almost scarily, kind. I'd better leave before something bad happens to this kind family that has taken me in. I still don't understand why they did, even if I did pass out on the stoop of their house?" the ice innate asked himself, sliding his feet into the shoes and walking towards his sword as the door opened again.
"Ah, my young friend, I am doing as Gazi has told me and all the people of this desert to do. Be kind to those who are needy, and shelter them should they need it," the man told Zachary with a smile. "No need to rush, please, sit down, have some bread, and tell me what brings you to this trading post."
"I'm here because I'm looking for someone. A man with green hair, he's the reason I traveled way out here. I heard a rumor he had stopped here."
"A green haired man you say? I've seen a green haired man in this city just recently. Yes, it was in the merchant district, and a powerful wind blew past, and he was gone. I'd imagine he's probably still somewhere in this city. Why are you looking for him?" Abba asked, examining the boy.
Zachary picked up the bread and ate some of it before putting it back down and standing up, moving back towards his sword. "I have to talk to him. I need to know something. Thank you again for your hospitality, but I must go, this my be my only chance to find him before he leaves," the boy told the merchant, smiling widely. "May I please have my clothing back?" the boy asked.
"Of course, my wife has just finished washing and drying them. Luckily, Gazi gives us the sun to dry our clothing quickly," the man said as he lead the boy downstairs.
Abba's wife, a woman in her early twenties, looked over at the boy and smiled. "So, he's awake," she asked, smiling widely at her husband and the warrior, who held his sword by its straps.
"Yes dear, and he desires to have his clothing, he is looking for the green haired man that was around when all those strange things happened in the market place."
"Oh really? well, I hope you find him then," the woman said kindly as she handed Zachary his clothing.
The boy quickly moved into another room and got into his normal, comfortably fitting clothing and began moving towards the door, smiling. "Thanks again everyone, and may Gazi protect you and your home."
"Thank you, and good bye and good luck to you as well," Abba said as the ice innate left the house and began walking into the streets again.
The ice innate walked about the streets, which had cooled considerably as the sun moved from noontime to the nearing evening time, but a sudden chill set the ice warrior off, and he turned, finding nothing behind him. What was that? he asked himself, feeling a strange breeze seeming to move about him.
Magnus noticed this as well and became annoyed. "A wind demon, in the middle of the desert, who would have thought?!" the exiled demon asked himself as he began to transmit information to the boy. Boy, it is necessary that you find that force and destroy it, for it is one of pure evil, the demon whispered, and the boy seemed to respond.
"I can almost guarantee that this is one of the green haired man's tricks. Come out you!" the boy yelled in the alley way he had found himself in, hoping to find Zorlo within it.