[center][h1]Eisen[/h1][/center]


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[center][b][u]North Gate[/u][/b][/center]

He continued to mozy on forward through the crowd, the ones talking of brothels were being yelled at for their horses. He just listened, his hair flowing lightly with the small gusts that managed to continue through the streets, as he was tall enough to feel them without any hindrances. He turned back in the direction he was walking, and.

Whack, his face had collided with the lower half of a sign. He was dumbstruck as he continued to walk through it, and when he let it pass over his head, it hit him again. He stopped and slowly bent his knees to where he was under the low hanging sign, looking up at it. Damn signs, why must people hang them so low. He moved closer to a wall as he just rested himself there, this was a new world and he was not enjoying it that much. First, some girl was stomping on his foot, he was not very suited for battle because of his extra clothing, but he did have on some metal covers underneath the furs and cloths that wrapped his foot. 

But, then the sign was what was a real mood ender, his nose hurt as did the ridge between his neck, and his head. It was swore from the backswing of the sign. Thankfully no one from the store or building came outside to complain about him, but there were some snickers and laughs from behind him. His eyes were closed, as just wanted to cool himself off. It did not work, and he just listened to the people around him complain or make fun of him. There was no way to get around it, he was huge, his stupidity cost him this decency of having a pleasant trip but now it was ruined. 

He looked at the sign as his eyes reopened, and he narrowed them a bit. It looked like some form of a woman pulling a long dress up her bent leg, what kind of foolish place is this, he wished he had learned how to read the local language, and not just have the ability to speak it. He decided not to find out what kind of place this was, and he started to hurry back to his place mozying down the street, but unable to find himself really. This was massive, this was more than anything he had really gotten himself into. He was used to seeing cities in the distance, or large groups of people in a large field, but not confined to streets. He hated it, there was no place to relax, no place to be away from people, it smelled of piss, sweat, shit, and anything else foul that his mind could think of. The animals in the street are likely to add more to this. 

He felt a pull on his cloak again, and he looked down to see the little child, pulling on his robes, it had been going on for some time now since he had been leaning against the wall, and he thought of it as some sign from above. But no, it was the child once again, and she had led him out into the street. He had not realized he had gone so far away from the wall, but as soon as the child was noticed, it fled into the depths of the crowd around him. But, the girl had headed towards the horses, likely to try and beg, or steal. Using him as some form of trap or protection as he was a massive thing indeed. Luckily he had not really heard the people calling him, freak, and giant. Telling him the circus was one way or another. He honestly did not care at that point. He just began to walk once again. The child could have her choice of what to do, but he had somewhere to be, or at least he hoped he did at that moment.  

There was a scream, outside the gate nearby, he had not gone that far apparently, but outside it, he saw several people stop as he did, but most of them continued. He did as well, turning back around, looking at the horses seeing a small patch in the crowd head towards the group of horses, and he kept walking once again. Wishing to be away from this area. And hopefully, to get out of the city as soon as he was ready. 

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