[b]Jerad[/b]

*He would be continuing along the path, heading back to Rebecca and the place they were staying at. Passing along the alleyways and look into them at times. He hasn't found anyone real of interest yet, might say hi to that man that helped with the medicine earlier. Hopefully it helps anyway. Stopping across an older looking building and sighs, would be nice to have a place to call his own. But with his past and everything, that was a hopeless quest. He knew better. It wasn't as old as other buildings around here, people still live here. Renting out rooms to use as a place*

*He looks at his hand for a moment, no reason really but he felt weird there. His right hand had a slight pain in his thumb, but it's always done that to him. He's lived with it. And it doesn't always stick around, it's periodic. But it's enough to annoy him at times. Shaking his hand off of the pain as he looks at the building. He heard someone playing an instrument up there, he doesn't know who though, may be best if he doesn't try to figure it out. He might get into trouble, and then Rebecca would suffer from it*