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As the first month of summer comes to a close, Alistair puts all of his belongings into his mage dimension, except a single knife he wears on his belt. He takes the key to his room where he has stayed these last several years down to the buildings owner, and heads out through the city. He leaves the harbor district, and follows the outer ring of the city until he gets to the main road out of the city, and walks until he finds another road out, not wanting to take the obvious path. As he leaves the city, walking past farmhouses and barns instead of through the tight packed streets he had become accustomed to, he slowly relaxes, and begins to look around at his surroundings with interest instead of caution.
Xena lands on shaper alistair
beneath-the-skin
Alistair pulls 7 small coins from his pocket and drops them on the bar, then sits down to wait for his food.
"Had any trouble with monsters around here lately?" he asks as the man works.
"Hm. Been somethin' nosin' around an' makin' a racket in my neighbors chickens these past few nights, I s'pose. Old Man Jones, down by the river, says somethin's been in his garden, but he's hardly ever in there himself so I hardly see how he'd know" the man replies as he works
"Dunno 'bout Old Man Jones, but my neighbor hasn't lost anythin' but chickens. Though, come to think of it, there is that one sign down on the Old Road, the one goin' east, falls over again just about every night."
"No reason to, really, there's nothin' that way til you get to Cayron City, and that's three days out by horse."
"Not that I've heard of. Probably you should ask some of the hunters around here, there's a market tomorrow, and plenty of people come in here in the evenings."
beneath-the-skin
He turns to Xena.
"Want some lunch? I'll pay. We should head towards the river after we finish lunch."
beneath-the-skin
He finishes his food and cider, and hops up from his seat.
"Thanks for the food!"
He walks out and heads down to the river.
At the river there are a group of kids playing, laughing as the run through the water. There is an overgrown garden at the next turn in the river, barely visible.
The kids don't seem to be playing anything terribly organized at the moment, seeming instead to be running around freely, perhaps trying to shove each other under. There's a few of them sitting off to one side, seeming less interested in playing in the water than in trying to construct figures from the mud, with limited success.
to-your-heart
She approaches one of the children sitting off to the side, who seems more inclined to observing the world around them.