[center][h1][color=silver] Aegis [/color][/h1][/center]

   Aegis hated the rain.
Of couse, that wasn't unusual, considering there was almost nothing he did like. But still, he hated it a bit more strongly. He had been walking for days not, simply following the roads and going where they led him with no particular destination in mind. His companions were the wind, the occasional wild animal, and silence. He avoided other travelers and towns, perfering to forage for food. It was a lonly existance; one he constantly questioned if it was worth living. He was caught in the sudden downpour that showed no signs of stopping. By now, the road had turned to mud, and he carried half of the road on his boots with every step. [color=silver]"I hate the rain."[/color] He remarked to himself, a habit he had fallen into from spending so much time alone. [color=silver]"And the cold. But what do you know? It happens to be both."[/color] 

    [i]Squish squish squish[/i] Went his boots as he plodded along. [color=silver]"Why don't I stop and wait out the rain?" Its not like I'm actualy trying to get anywhere."[/color] He asked himself. [color=silver]"True,"[/color] He responded to himself. [color=silver]"It probably would be a good idea to stop and take shelter, but I have never been known for my good ideas."[/color] [color=silver]"No wise ass remarks from you."[/color] He told himself sternly. He tried humming a tune, but with all the rain and thunder, he couldn't hear it so he stopped. And he walked on.

Eventualy, he came to a large group of people milling about. [color=silver]"Who in their right mind would be out in a storm like this?"[/color] He wondered aloud. He checked to make sure his hood on his cloak was up (which it already was) as he walked closer. A flash of lightning illumiated the scene, reviling the black, charred remains of somthing. [i]Rangers[/i] He realized as he got closer. He could smell a familiar smell, even through the storm. [i]Smoke...and blood.[/i] He thought. [i]That must have been a caravan that was attacked. Bandits, most likly.[/i] He tried to give the group a wide burth, made difficult by the fact that the rain was making the off-road ground almost impassable. 

[@IcePezz]