As Fiore walked down the street, following the guard to who knows where, his mind began to wander. 
[i]He could easily kill us with his other friends around...[/i] Fiore thought as he followed the guard through the busy and crowded streets. [i]I suppose I could be walking into a death trap... but we are in need of money...[/i]

[i]We?[/i] Fiore's other consciousness asked. [i]I'm sorry, I thought you were the one who gave that wench 2 iL? You're the one who bought that horse, the extra rations, and the extra canteen of water, I can let you slide on buying Odysseus because he's actually pleasant, but every single purchase you have made has been nothing but useless, and you've been spending money like no tomorrow, giving that 2 iL to that wench, are you absolutely stupid? Wait, that's a trick question, yes! Yes you are![/i] Fiore stayed silent, trying his absolute best to concentrate and try to assess the situation he found himself in, but with his consciousness' noisy rambling, he simply gave up on trying to assess the situation. 

[i]You know, I could do without your noisy rambling,[/i] Fiore thought in his head, but would soon regret the decision to think such a thing.

[i]Oh, I'm sorry, your highness,[/i] If there was ever a point where someone could become more angrier than they already were, this was that point for Fiore's consciousness. [i]I'm not the one who didn't save his village, I'm not the one who killed that poor man, I'm not the one who likes children! But I am [u]soooooo[/u] sorry for interrupting you in your train of thought, oh what ever shall I do? I am here because I am the burden that you must carry for the destruction of your village, do not forget that.[/i] Fiore simply heaved out a sigh and looked around the busy street.

"Mister, are you rich?" The voice came from a young boy not so far away from Fiore. 

[i]Someone's rich? Hey, idiot, kill the rich guy, steal his money, than run off, that'll be some easy coin,[/i] Fiore's consciousness said without any hesitation, the sound of drooling could be faintly heard. Fiore then saw a man standing up, leading a warhorse by the reins, staring down at a small boy. Fiore's eyes widened at the glimpse of him. [i]... Hey... is that who...[/i]

[i]... Yeah...[/i] Fiore then looked forward, entering the barracks as soon as they got there, with the faintest hint of a smile on Fiore's face. 
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It had been a full twenty minutes now ever since Fiore entered the barracks, and both the guards and Fiore were quiet, with Fiore looking around the guards barracks, not in awe, but in disbelief. 

"... Small is the word that comes to mind..." Fiore said as he sat down at a chair. "Yes... small..." The guard's barracks was somewhat small, smaller than a normal one, and Fiore could not see where the beds were as the guards usually slept in the barracks, but, fortunately, there were very few guards in the barracks.