[center][h2]Lao Xijer[/h2][/center]

Lao had been switching between sprinting and jogging for the past few hours. He had made sure to take plenty of food breaks along the way, using the same tactics he used to escape the bill at the eatery. He knew that the law might catch up with him one day, but he had his excuses. "So...so...tired." Lao mumbled as he stumbled along. All that running tired him out, at least to the point of wanting to collapse right then and there. Lao was about a mile away from Silvercliff at the moment, but from here he could see the Arcane Bastions high towers. Lao smiled, it had been a while since he has seen such a place. 

"Aye, ya look a little tired, have a drink!" an unknown voice yelled. Lao glanced to the right of him, off the road was a small stand with food, fruit, and all kinds of drinks were being sold. "Well don't mind if I do." Lao said light heartedly, walking over to the stand and picking out the drink. The man was surprised to see that Lao drunk it in one gulp. "Why thank you old man, I'll have to he on my way." He said quickly before taking off. "But, no pay?" The man mumbled, but Lao was long gone. Lao was running as if he was the lightning, and looked like he was, lightning was arcing of his body ad he ran, wind rushed after him as he past.

It did not take Lao to long to get to the gates of the great Arcane Bastion. He grabbed the gates, and rested, trying to regain his breath, all that running tired him out once again, but he was at his destination. "Oh...oh god." He mumbled as he barely opened the gates and stumbled in before collapsing on the cold concrete. He landed face first, and he body with him of course. "Help." He mumbled lazily. He could here the voices of other people inside the courtyard of the Bastion, he just was not sure who they were.