[center][h1][color=ed145b]Elque Ayt Forye[/color][/h1]

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[b]Golden Quarter, Center Road[/b]

The Wolf-Cat Demi had just made herself a few hefty coins selling some bandit gear in the Golden Quarter. Having to bid her Owner that she was walking ahead home, taking the clearly wide route to a scene unfolding before her. A human, a ridiculous one at that, wearing a mask and freezing another human... unarmed and all because of a guardsman's cowardice...

...disgusting... she thought... utterly disgusting, just like the smell coming off the people that were surrounded. It was clear that paranoia had made Men rather impulsive. Then again she had never seen these people's attires before so there might be some sort of magic at work here. Not like she cared about any fleshlings. Although it would be a waste not to intervene after all most of these "foreigners" don't look like the fighting type and they didn't look to be carrying any arms or equipment either. From what had transpired, Yuuki just wanted to talk to this soldier. Sighing, she stepped up behind the circle of soldiers, clapping sarcastically at the event before her, should any unwanted attention follow her. She could always depend on the katana sheath just leaning behind her waistbelt enough for her tail to reach.

[color=ed145b]"Humans killing humans... nice to see that your people still quarrel among yourselves..."[/color] The clapping stops, her arms folding. [color=ed145b]"You call yourselves defenders of the city? Killing unarmed people in public? This Witch Cult paranoia has gotten out of hand. You've basically committed murder."[/color] Her voice was audible enough for the populace walking about to hear her, some human, some demihuman, There were whispers sure, a mix of agreement and disagreement between the gossiping crowds. Is this a form of peer pressure? Perhaps. Maybe she showed some pity to unarmed teenagers.

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[center][h1]Gris Ayt Forye[/h1]

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[b]Golden Quarter, Grocery Side[/b]

Speaking of Elque's Owner...

[b]"Let's see... we have a few vegetables here, some spices there... oh! Of course some peppers!"[/b] Gris said excitedly, accompanied by two hulking Demis carrying a majority of the ingredients with ease as well as one rabbit hybrid, with a list of sorts that detailed the items they were purchasing today. Beside the Kararagi Oni was the little Chiyo.

With every stall, he made a purchase, with every Demi as the stall owner, he gave a bonus. Yes he does know how hardly discriminated the hybrids are here, Priestella is a human settlement and they didn't look like they have a problem with a horned samurai protecting this place from bandits, thieves and other anti-Kingdom factions attempting a coup (well maybe not the last one) and despite his ill reputation among most of his Noble peers, he wouldn't dare leave a single helpless person behind and so far most of them have been Demihumans.

[b]"I guess that's everything on the list. Thank you Bani."[/b] He pets the bunny hybrid, who blushes from the praise. [b]"And you as well. Orog and Sesh."[/b] He turned to Chiyo, kneeling on one knee and pointed at all the other stalls that she might like. [b]"I have spare gems and coins for something else you'd like. What do you want, Chiyo?"[/b]

Ah, how happy he is. Unaware that Chiyo is something more than she really is.

[@Zelosse]