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[hr][center][i][b]• The Eoldysseus, Ifrise Forest[/b], [b]Sovereignty of Dryadalis •[/b][/i] 
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Zestasia woke up this morning in some alleyway behind some tavern that he got drunk at. He was placed behind a couple of empty ale barrels. There were a couple of animals(two house cats and a trash panda) cuddling on top of him. Only when he groaned and moved slightly where they startled and he had slowly risen to an upward position; though, he didn’t anticipate that he was behind the door to said bar. Unfortunate for him, as soon as he had risen…

[i]SMACK[/I]

The next thing he knew, he was unconscious again. He regained consciousness a few hours later. Thankfully, the rays of light from the glorious sun healed him of his head injuries; though it did nothing to ease him of the hangover he was currently suffering from. No, that would only improve with the right amount of food and time. One of those things were easy to acquire but the second, however, was lacking. Zestasia didn’t know what time it was at the current moment, but he had to hurry. He had a barge to catch and he surely didn’t want to miss it. But first thing’s first! Nourishment!

Over the next five minutes, Zestasia would scout the tavern and smelled some steak and potatoes. It was rich with rosemary and all the fixin’s. So he knew that he had to act fast. Cleverly, Zestasia produced a small orb of magic using his Sol Vibrante. From there he easily hurled it at the guy who was about to eat that plate of food. Though, he did make sure to make sure it would swoop from behind and strike the man in the back of his bald head. When it make contact, it made the large, burly man jerk forward. He looked like the type of man to punch first and ask questions later. Zestasia would be proven right as he roared like a boar and charged like a bull at the first person who caught his eye and started to pound on the poor sap. Meanwhile, Zestasia seized the moment.

Hopping through the window, Zestasia took the plate. Before the barkeep or anyone else could say anything, he was out of the tavern through the same window he climbed through and halled his skinny, plaid-clad arse through the alleyway behind the tavern and he made several turns to ensure his successful escape. After a few minutes of running, he stopped and went to town of the steak, eating it as if it was his last meal. Gobble, gobble, gobble and it was gone, gone, gone. He then looked around and saw a flagon of wine not far from where he was. 

“[color=goldenrod]Must be my lucky day,[/color]” Zestasia mused aloud, sneaking close to the ground. The wine was set just underneath a window that seemed to belong to a house that was occupied. He quietly got the container and took a few swigs. 

And unfortunately for him, this was where his luck ran out. “HEY!” Someone shouted from the window.

He looked up. The guy looked heavy set, though he did appear to also look quite buff. It was an odd mix to look as such, but Zestasia had an advantage. He pointed his free hand at the guy. It started to shine like the sun and in the next moment, a blast of light emitted from it. The guy went down in fear of getting blasted, to which Zestasia snickered and controlled the blast to go down a foot lower, crashing into a barrel of fruit. And as it did, an apple flew towards Zestasia. He caught it and took it as he ran again(along with the flagon of wine). Next stop, the barge~

[hr]Boy the station to board the barge was far away. He had to run the whole way to make it in time. And even through all of that running, he was just a moment too late. With his ticket in hand, it was preparing to take off. He knew this as the final horn was going off and he was still about thirty meters away. Even though he was hauling his lean mass as fast as his legs would allow him to run, each long step would only prove to be counterproductive because the barge would gain more momentum the longer it took off, so Zestasia had to do something drastic.

Using his Sol Vibrante, he absorbed sunlight from the sun via photosynthesis and activated his Solaris Pallio spell, which ignited an aura of light and fire. Using it to enhance his speed and stamina, Zestasia was able to run a bit faster. When he reached the edge of the port, he took off in a longjump, reducing the gap between him and the barge almost twice as much as he would had he tried it the hard way. However, as big of a help as it was, he barely was able to catch the edge of the barge with one of his hands. And for a few moments, he spent his time dangling in the air, unsure if he would actually be able to swing himself up. 

While he did have doubts he would fall, the right momentum from him swinging left to right afforded him with enough pull to throw one leg over the edge. From there, it was only a matter of getting his entire body in. And thankfully for him, no one caught the sight of him hanging for dear life. Though, the same couldn’t be said about his flashy jump. Real subtle, Zes. Definitely something to do when you have to lay low.

Oh well, he was on, so he might as well not complain. Still, technically, he was on there without going through the proper channels. So, maybe hanging out in the open wasn’t exactly the smartest of decisions. Okay, so the plan was to find a nice place to hide until the arrival at whatever god-forsaken stop this crummy barge was going. “[color=goldenrod]Oh,[/color]” Zestasia just had a lightbulb go off in his head. No, it wasn’t from the aura nor the sun. He shut that off to conserve his reserves. No, this was more in the symbolic senses. He had the idea of looking at his ticket that he never got the chance to use and wasted valuable money buying. “[color=goldenrod]Okay, let’s see,”[/color] he pulled it out, and looked at where it was going. “[color=goldenrod]Whatever.[/color]” Zestasia shrugged as he tossed his ticket. He wouldn’t need it anymore.

Zestasia was content with his predicament, so he would simply go find a nice snug hiding spot until there came such a time to get off before anyone knew he was here.

[hr]And yet that wasn’t easy. So many times he found a good spot and just as many times, he nearly got caught by those who were here by the rules. What did a guy have to do to hide? It was as if the universe was punishing him for the tricks his pulled back in that port town. Not his fault that he didn’t have the funds nor the patience to play by the rules. Still, there was nothing he hated more than people trying his patience. Oh well, maybe those two lovely gals he heard whispering knew something.

Looking at them, he saw they were trying to be all hush-hush. Wonder what gave? Were they trying to figure out why he was here? No, that wasn’t right. They didn’t even know of his presence despite how he heard every bit they were whispering. Apparently, he was sneaky like that. Though, it was interesting that one of them wanted to keep the whispers minimal. Zestasia got the impression that this one was trying to end conversation.

“[color=goldenrod]Did you say the Inquisitors?[/color]” Zestasia suddenly said in the same hushed tone, popping his head over the blonde. "[color=goldenrod]I'm after them, so please don't leave anything out.[/color]".He looked at both women. Boy, they both were incredibly beautiful even though they looked to be a tad older than his preference.