Re: First Encounter (Zorolo and fire_by_rain)
OoC: Worry not, Belle. >_> And I wouldn't have noticed this had I not checked the IC thread, so you are lucky I did. ^_^
BiC: "Get back to work!" a voice echoed into the stone mines, and the workers stood up off of the rocks they had been eating their scarce rations upon, moving back to cracking stones with their tools and bringing it to the pile for transportation to the city the stone was to be used in. Useful thing, stone. It was the tool by which man would erect mighty fortresses and walls to defend their cities, and in places scarce of wood, they used stone to build their houses and other things. But that wasn't quite why his green eyes looked down upon the quarry or the people that worked their grueling jobs. Hey, at least they could feed their families, right?
Strange thing was, none of these people were slaves. In fact, they were all working in the mines by economic necessity, or they were working their because it was one of the few well paying jobs in the area. A small city built outside of the mines had small goods for the workers, but again, they weren't why this man was there. The green cloaked man had stopped by to take in the sights as he returned to looking for someone. A person he hadn't spoken with in a while.
"Come to think of it," Zorlo started, smiling under his hood, "mayhaps I should get back to heading towards a nearby city. He could feel the person he was looking for in a not too distant land, but it would still take even the Aura Master a while to get there by foot. Come to think of it, why rush when he could simply travel there slowly. Something told the fencer, although only vaguely, that where he was heading was a place of some importance to the person he was looking for.
He began walking, his green cloak forming a cloak that flew in the growing gusts, pushing back the green haired man's hood, revealing the vibrantly colored, natural green hair that grew from his head. Something suddenly made the fencer feel slightly sick. Something both evil and foul was in the air. It wasn't nearly as strong as Shinu, who's very name spread terror and death, but something slightly milder. Something that was merely malevolent, but not really unimaginably evil.
"Even so," Zorlo said as he looked towards the city in the distance, feeling a faint dark energy from it, "I must tread carefully. I wouldn't want to attract any attention. After all," the green haired man said as he leapt from his perch and began to fall towards the lower elevation ground below him as his jacket and cloak flowed in the wind, "I'm a wanted man," he stated with a slight smile. Not always the most fun being a bounty, but it did mean that things could get more interesting if a bounty hunter dared to get involved.
As his feet hit the ground, the ground suddenly burst from below them as he sprinted towards the nearby town. Whatever that dark aura was, he was sure it wasn't a fluke. Something about this time of year... it was too convenient. Didn't matter, if something dark wanted to get involved, the fencer was there anyway. Little did he know that his own knowledge and confidence could be dangerous. After all, being able to find almost anyone did produce a risk, didn't it?
Well, that didn't matter at this moment, or to Zorlo, ever. He made quick time, and after nearly an hour, he turned a corner and slid through the entrance to the city sideways, his cloak flowing behind him. Alas, the poor man didn't stop in time and...
CRASH!
He hit a building at nearly full speed from his turn, shattering the wooden wall of the tavern. The Aura Master's eyes narrowed as he looked around the bar, and then at the wall. "That wasn't the smartest idea, was it?" he asked himself out loud. Several people had noticed him, including a person he could have sworn her recognized. Mayhaps it was just him losing it, but perhaps the person he thought he knew would say hi if it was her. After all, a person with silver eyes isn't a normal sight... "Then again," Zorlo said to himself, "neither is a guy with green hair," he chuckled at his own thought. He was an interesting individual, after all.