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

Lao had no idea how long his body hugged the cold concrete, but he really did not want to get up, the could concrete was comfortable. It was like when you just got on bed and the pillow was cold, refreshing. Despite the comfort, the need for food was killing him. "Foood..." Lao mumbled lazily, dragging his arm up towards the gate in an attempt to try and get food.  Unfortunately, this attempt obviously failed, and Lao was left to lay were he was. 

Suddenly, he was hoisted up into the air by an unknown figure. It was definitely something he had not seen before. It was furry, kind of tall, and smelled a bit, unusual, but Lao did not discriminate. Lao dangled weakly on the beasts arm and shoulder, to tired to struggle in anyway. Suddenly the beast yelled, in his head Lao jumped for joy, he was saved. "Food." Lao mumbled bleakly from were he lied. 

Once again he was trust into a new pair of hands, this one human at least. He could faintly recognize a voice, but he could not figure out who it was. Despite that, he did here about the prospect of getting food, and wine, perfect.