The long walk into town had been easy, but the walk through town had been more annoying than even the blonde was expecting. The Lystraan family and their adopted children were well known throughout the city, so most residents knew him by sight, but these travelers were wont to push past him in the throng of bodies moving every which way that they could. Sure, the travel through the noble’s quarter had been easy enough, but once he reached the Commons just below, things had taken that drastic turn. One would hate to see what was happening at the wharf right now.

He had to get to the governmental district, but to do so he still had to pass through the Merchants District, not to mention finish moving through the Commons themselves. With a sigh, Rashim separated himself from the crowd by stepping into a shop for a breather. He could swear that if he wasn’t wearing armor he’d be battered and bruised by now. Would he even make it to his destination? 

His right hand throbbed and he rubbed at the top of the chainmail glove soothingly. The familiar feel of his Lunar Sigil, or magical channel, was soothing most times, but should he go too long without casting it had problems. He was just going to have to be patient for now. Casting any sort of spell strong enough to dissuade the throb wouldn’t result in anything pleasant.

“Ahh, Master Lystraan, How are you today?” A female voice caused the teen’s evergreen gaze to turn and take in the shop he’d stepped into. It was a f=confections store he’d visited quite often since he’d been granted a small weekly allowance from his adopted father. Naturally, that too was a test, who could do what with their money. He sought to be impressed by their management skills when he would throw money at rats to scare them away. 

“Miss Florence, I am quite well, though it is a struggle to get around. No doubt you have been quite busy for the last few days.” He said with a polite smile. He wasn’t supposed to bow to those of ‘lower status’, regardless of how polite it may have been… father’s rules. 

“Ohohoho, indeed I have. I had to hire on a new hand back in the kitchen. Are you interested in making a purchase today?” The woman queried with that winning sales smile that had drawn her in a great deal of customers in her younger days… or so she claimed.

“I’m afraid I was just trying to get out of the street for a few moments to breathe.” The blonde replied and straightened his ruffled clothing a bit, always be presentable. 
“Well, before you leave, should you need anything just ask May. I’m sure she’d be more than happy to get you anything you need.” The woman said while motioning to a red headed young woman behind a counter serving small bags to the men and women in line. 
 
“I will be sure to do so,” He said with a small nod before turning his gaze ponderously back out into the town. Should he take a short break now? It was nearly lunch time. He would hate to see how things got at that time… or more feared to. 

No… he should get to his destination sooner rather than later. It was best to get things over with, and not be stuck in the crowd. Father hated it when any of them were late or put anything off due to adverse circumstances.