The sun loomed overhead as it continued to heat the thin cloth that Saito was using to keep his newfound hair out of his eyes. He had come many miles from his home in the far-east to this country that he was told was full of mages. Almost instinctively Saito looked to his staff and the keys that hung there, they had become almost second nature for him as if they were an extension of himself a real safety net in this new world that he had decided to throw himself into. 

A loud argument brought his attention back to the present, it appeared that an argument in a local pub found its way outside creating a clatter for all to hear. Indeed this was a difference place from his homeland and so confusing too. Saito pulled the map he was given from the inn keeper of the town in the hope, as futile as he knew it was, that he could find his way around. As he wandered around aimlessly looking for any signs of where he was supposed to go another noise caught his attention, it seemed that a group of people were gathering and doing something in the back of an alley way.

[i]’Perhaps they know where I’m looking for?’[/i]

As he approached a large group turned and started to walk towards him as if their business was concluded and almost seemed shocked to see him standing between them and the only path out of the alley. 

[b]”Excuse me, gentlemen, I am new in town and I was wondering if you could help me my way around?”[/b]

One man stepped forward, the apparent leader of the group, and let out a slight chuckle at the sight of Saito, 

[b][color=00aeef]”Well would ya’ get a look at this boys, looks like we’ve got ourselves a tourist here…"[/color][/b], the group gave out similar disconcerting comments.

[b]”Uh…yes I am a tourist and I am looking for something and I was hoping that I might get some help in finding something…”[/b]

The group began ominously circling Saito, causing every muscle in his body to tense up. Whatever he had hoped would happen he could tell was about to turn ugly. In the distance Saito spied what the group was doing before he showed up. The crumpled form of their first victim lay on the ground with everything that he had strewn around him.

[b]”I do not want any trouble…and I would prefer not to fight.”[/b]

[b][color=00aeef]”Well then, if you don’t wanna fight then hand over everything that you have.”[/color]
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Saito stood silent, knowing that he didn’t have anything save for his keys and he certainly wasn’t going to give those up. As he stood the group pulled out various bludgeoning tools, they had no idea what they were about to get into.

[b][color=00aeef]”So…not talking huh? Let’s see if you feel like talking after you get roughed up a bit![/color][/b]

Before he had finished talking the leader let loose a might down swing with his relatively thick chunk of wood aimed straight for his head, Saito only dipped his head. The deafening sound of shattering wood echoed through alley with a sickening sound and as Saito picked his head up he saw the color from his attackers faces. It was only a moment later after he had thoroughly roughed up the hooligans that attempted to rob him that he held the leader of the group by the shirt collar,

[b]”Now you will tell me what I want to know…tell me where the guild of the Phoenix’s Wing is.”[/b]