[center][h2][color=6ecff6]King[/color][/h2][/center]
[center]Ayumu, Bustling Vendors Market[/center]
King had been sleeping under a tree when his stomach started to growl. He look around and noticed he had gone to sleep in front of the market place here in Ayumu. This place had been pretty good ever since he got here, nothing bad had happened and he could find food just anout any where so there were no complaints on his part. As he floated around he could see the different items on sale and  each one had a story, from the hand made bracelets to the freshly baked pastries. Everything here comes from the hard working hands of another person. 

Kings stomach growled again and the scent of bread touched his nose. The woman who ran the vendor always set up next to the edge of the plaza where the water was, and her bread was to die for. Ever since he got here King and this girl had an understanding, he would do things for her and in turn she would feed him. But something was different, the air had a murky feel to it, and as he approached her bpoth it only got worse.