Escape From Balbadd! [Travel/Altair, Arik]

The Bazaar was going wild. news had spread to every corner of Balbadd of the Businessman Hasheem's untimely death, and the group of slaves who mysteriously went missing. guards were on the lookout everywhere for the men who were seen leaving the scene.

Altair hid in one of the alleys while a couple of guards ran past. he had finally lost them. he took a minute to catch his breath. he was wearing a dark green cloak and hood, and was carrying his Rod in his right hand. he had just gotten away from the guards, and only by a small margin. he would have to be more careful.

He quietly made his way over to the docks, and began to scout out a boat. he wouldn't be able to purchase a ticket, not with everyone on the lookout for him. he might have to stowaway, but then if he was found the captain would decide his fate. "Crap. i'm going to have to steal one aren't I?"