The only thing that could be heard while Isaac Milton was walking though the forest was the crunch of dead leaves and other decaying organic debris under his feet.
He was on his way from the Ragged Brotherhood's territory to Magnolia city.
Unmasked, he felt like he was doing something wrong. What if the one he hunted recognized him?
[i]"No that's absurd... I MYSELF don't even remember what he looks like."[/i] He stopped walking a second and glanced left and right, [i]"But what if I miraculously recognize him? I have to be prepared."[/i]
As he walked, he recognized a familiar figure in a grove.
[i]"Selk"[/i]
Isaac ignored it.
Many more minutes of walking ensued
As soon as he sighted the outskirts of the city, he pulled his wooden mask from a small satchel that he wore on his back.
He lifted the mask/helmet over his head and brought it down over his face.
Isaac felt safe.
City sounds filled his ears as he wandered deeper into the city.
He didn't know why he was there, he preferred to be alone or around the Ragged Brotherhood's territory.
Isaac received strange glances from some people, noticing his mask and his swords, Avarice and Malice.
They were unsheathed, for no sheathes could encompass the curved tips of his masterfully crafted swords.
This seemed to make a fair few of people uneasy.
He continued to wander.