Bubsy 2 — Roleplayer Guild

Leon's walk was slow and ponderous. He never liked to walk to fast. He was always deeply wrapped in thought as he traveled. And now was now different. His hood was drawn up, and the weight of his swords dragged at his hip. Leon internally reviewed the last few years of his life. So, here we are, Leon. Two years, and still I don't know where to go. No home. Sure, you have friends, and sure, I could've just chosen to stop. Live in one of the countless villages you've passed. But why not? Leon shook away these thought. It was pointless to have this sort of argument with himself; he knew he would most likely keep wandering until he no longer could. Leon swung his bag around and pulled out his map. His map was something that was of great personal value to him; he had actually made it himself. As he traveled he was always sure to update with any new town or landmark he found. He used the landmarks around him to quickly get his bearings and figure out his location; he saw now that he has drifted back into familiar territory. It was of no consequence, since he needed to make a stop and get more foodanyways. He was near a large city- Farecia. It would be the perfect place to get more supplies.

The gates of Farecia were a welcome sight. Leon was dog tired. He's been traveling for the last 3 days straight with little rest. He was eager to find a cheap inn and have a good morning's sleep. But first he would go to the marketplace. He was eager to hit the soft part of a bed as soon as possible, so he planned on not spending a long time there. Leon strode through Farecia, the occasional passerby greeting him. Leon knew many in this city; it was a place he stopped whenever he was near, being a large town where he could gather supplies. Being the kind of person he was, he was quick to find people to help here. When Leon reached the marketplace he was quick to pick up the strange wind in the air. It wasn't a feeling he was unfamiliar with. He remembered this same feeling when he visited the ruins of his former home. He was never quite able to find out what it was, and he never really payed any heed to it, but now that he felt it again, he felt the need to search for it.

It was then that the Leon noticed the panic townspeople running. There was definitely something going on. Leon pushed past the crowd of people, drawing his weapons. Whatever it was it couldn't be good. Soon Leon reached the center of the commotion. There was a man. He was the source of the strange wind, he could feel it. And than there was a women; a stranger with long raven black hair. She had the look of a traveler, at least judging by he clothing and the look in her eyes. It was the same tired look he donned, and many others he met did. The man had her by the neck, his sword raised, ready to kill. Leon being Leon, he was quick to get himself involved. He called out to the man, "You there! Put the women down!" Leon was poised for combat, his swords raised.

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