[center][h1][b][color=00aeef]Chres Sansus[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

Interaction with [@HokumPocus]

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Chres stared up at the pitch black sky. It's odd green sun hiding behind some dark gray clouds, that had tinge of blue. The clouds formed odd shapes with straight edges. They moved against the wind, defiant and unyielding. It was an odd sight to behold. Foreign in every way. 

What exactly was this Seed of Insight? How did it's existence cause the world to warp so drastically? More importantly though, what did that mean for Chres and the rest should they ultimately decide to raise their weapons against it? 

These were pressing questions. Questions Chres honestly didn't even want to think about. It was a distraction from Chres's real goal. And yet, due to a remaining shred of self righteousness, Chres thought about these questions anyway. They lingered in the back of his mind as Octavio, the Innkeeper and Chres trudged their way towards the Market square. The Innkeeper leading the way. 

The walk was not a pleasant one, to be sure. The previous day's events had left the town a mess. Corpses of townsfolk sprinkled the ground. Their smell pungent in the air, attracting flys and ravens who saw a free meal. Windows and doors were shattered and splintered revealing building interiors that had not fared much better. Some buildings were charred to a crisp, while others were gone entirely. 

And then, there were the people. People walking the streets aimlessly, as if in a daze. Some sat huddled in a ball shivering despite Summer's warmth. Others kept to the shadows, glancing about nervously as if expecting some sort of attack. Mothers kept their children close, suspicious of those around them. 

Chres continued walking onward, not staring too long at any one person. He did his best to ignore them. Were he to care for these people, then he knew he would become lost in some vain attempt to help them. These people were already lost... or at least that was Chres kept telling himself. A weak attempt to look past their plight. And yet with every new person he saw....

[color=00aeef]"How was it that you got your Familiar?"[/color] Chres asked, hoping to distract himself from the horrors before him. [color=00aeef]"I've been watching him for a while now. Must have cost your weight in coin to buy an elegant Familiar such as him."[/color]

[color=a2d39c]"He's saying you're fat."[/color] Sil said happily. Chres gave her a stern look. He really did need to talk to her. She did not make for good company when others were around.