[color=00aeef][h1][center]Grian Rothfell_[/center][/h1][/color]

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The day quickly flew by as Grian pitched in with the treatement of the sick, and with helping to clear up some of the mess caused by the events that happened beforehand. At first teh guards didn't want him helping, but his charming personality, albeit irritating sometimes, helped him get along with most of the guards. With a night at the bar with them still ahead of Grian, he sat down on the highest point of the wall and observed the sunset. He always liekd to sit down on teh balcony of his house to observe. reminded him of the time he was back at their village, watching the same sun set every night with his little brothers and sisters. That was back when he was still an openly caring person. This was the emmory he cherished, the one thing that often kept him sane in this blasted world. But it also amde him sad, and melancholic. The thought of him changing so much, and inevitably turning into someone entirely different because of outer influences scared him. But maybe, jsut maybe, these kids arriving here were not for him to get rich. Maybe it was a chance to get back to his old self, the one he wishes to be so much. The sun slowly set, giving it's celestial stage to the moon and stars to shine on. He watched for a  few minutes and then left the barracks.

The streets were still crowded even in these late hours. Not as tightly packed with citizens as it is at noon, but definetly enough to hide from people chasing you. However, he wasn't trying to run this time. The slow pace at night seemed almost refreshing compared to what he was used to. He kicked a stone away and looked at the stary sky shining above the city. He smiled as he enjoyed the fresh breeze run through his fur. He always liked these calm nights when the wind gently blows. As he left the main road and entered a anrrow alleway, the stars dimmed, and the wind calmed down. He was going to take one more detour before heading to the bar. His eyes searched the familair street for the small kiosk he knew so well. Tucked away in one of teh doorways, the rickety wooden structure stood as a shady reminder of what he does every day. He walked up to it, hoping to earn some cash.

At the structure stood a small old woman, and in front of her a variety of different pillows. She looked up as Grian approached, her eyes gleaming with masked interest. As Grian walked up, he picked up one of the pillows and checked out how soft it was. [color=00aeef]"Your merchandise is still the same bad quality nanny."[/color] he put teh pillow back and seemingly observed the others. [color=00aeef]"I got some news for your boss."[/color] 

The old woman put both her hands on the pillows Grianw as looking at, and forced him to look at her. She spook up with an incredibly soft voice, that so unimaginable for an old woman like her. [color=ec008c]"Don't play around here Grian. And don't call me nanny, you know I hate that!"[/color] She sat down on teh chair behind her and looked at Grian angrily, clearly frustrated by how stubborn teh demi human was. She let out a loud sigh as she gave up trying to convince Grian. "Okay spit it out. I'll let you pass this time, but next time adhere to teh rules you scruffy bastard!"

Grian chuckled as he heard the word scruffy. That's a word he heard a long time ago. Especially considering teh good care he took of his fur. A wolf's pride is his fur, and he knew that very well. "You know about the new kids in town. They seem to have jsut popped up today out of nowhere." He stopped for a second to add to the atmosphere. The frustration of the granny told himn all he wanted to know. "One of came from a place called Japan, a palce with no demi-humans appereantly. They have weird books and statues, and their clothes are more efined than that of kings. Thought not as fashionable. They also carry paintinga around with themselves that depict how they look, and have some weird language on them." Grian pulled out an ID card from his pocket, and put it on the table. When he bumped into Cheiko, he made sure to grab this little plastic card. Thought he didn't know what material it was made from, he was sure he never saw it before. His thanked his blessed furry hands for being such good theifs. "Her name is Cheiko." He stopped for a second and remembred as he watched the sunset just earlier. just this alst time. "That's all I know." That was a lie, and the woman know it as well as she got agitated, and searched for something under the bench. Soon enough a bag of coins found it's way on the table and the woman looked up at Grian. 

Clearly statisfied he took the bag with a wide smile on his face and continued. "There is three of them I know of. This girl, Cheiko, a boy called Ryan, and another girl called Eris. It seemed like they all wanted to join the iron bell knights." He remembered something and continued with less enhusiasm this time. "It also seems like the troublemaker has arrived back in town. Malakus also got a new squire it seems. You'd better watch out for him until he goes hunting again."

The woman put a single gold coin on the table, and then entered the door behind her, shutting it tight behind her. Grian chuckled as he took the gold coin, flipped it in the air, and then put it away in one of his pockets. After all you never have enough gold lying around, now do you. Wioth his job taken care of, and the weight of gold keeping his guilt at bay, Grian made his way to the bar. Thought he was statisfied with the reward he got, he kept one minor detail from the broker. The monster hunting the knights talked about. The next day he will make sure to get on that, hopefully getting picked up as a mercenary.