Ryan walked through the city that housed those of the light side. He stepped slowly through the town, letting the sun warm him from above, and the wind push him towards wherever it wished. He was simply wandering the town when he saw someone sitting next to a building, his clothing tattered and his face obviously hadn't been cleaned recently. He walked past the man, holding out his hand to count his coins and letting a few fall through his fingers that he pretended not to notice. He gave a slight smile as if he were happy with the amount of money he had as he put it back where it came from, continuing to walk forward. [i]I wonder when the next battle with the dark will be...[/i] He thought to himself, continuing on his undetermined path. As he walked, he noticed the prince and princess of the light speaking to each other, likely about the war, or something else that would particularly concern the royal blood going through their veins. He continued walking, until he could only see them from the corner of his eye, then stopped. He turned his head towards them, thinking for a moment before walking over. "Would you two of the royal blood be willing to tell me when to expect more bloodshed?"