The boat had come from Balbaad. It was not a large ship but it was quite able to carry passengers contently. It was certaintly a far better ride than his last trip to Heliohapt. Considering he had been fairly young at that time, only about 6 years old, the memory was a bit hazy and hard to recall. However, he did remember that for the majority of the time, he was crying. Ariel wanted to laugh at the irony of it. Times had certaintly changed. He was no longer anybody's slave. The last time he had been here, in Heliohapt, he had been dragged. This time, he came willingly.
Ariel glanced around curiously. Life seemed to be bursting everywhere he looked. It was a familiar landscape to Ariel. He had lived in busy cities for the majority of his life. Even though he did not like them due to the noise, Ariel still lived in them. It wasn't like he was going to grow crops out in the plains or something. Cities might be noisy but they were also often bursting with resources. That was the only reason he usually stuck around. Currently his home was in Magnostadt because he desired to attend their academy. But he was not in Magnostadt learning. He was in Heliohapt, thinking.
Ariel had a simple task in mind and that was to inspect all the happenings which were occurring in Heliohapt. But more importantly, he was here in Heliohapt to inspect their current situation concerning slaves. It was true he did not have official business poking his head in Heliohapt's slavery trading, but it wasn't like there were any restrictions not allowing him to do so! It would be fine if he looked around a little, right? Well it wouldn't have mattered if it was legal or not. For the sake of ending slavery, Ariel was prepared to do anything he could, whether the law allowed it or not! In his opinion, it was the law's fault for allowing slavery to get so out of hand!
As he wandered around Heliohapt, he found himself in the market. He watched as shady trading went on in the shadows. That was a good sign for Ariel that criminal rates were high. He stopped abruptly as a slave trader and a group of slaves went by him. Ariel curled up his hands and uttered a soft growl, too quiet to be heard by any other ear other than his own. So distracted he was glaring at the slave trader that he did not notice the figure creeping behind him. Ariel's eyes widened as he felt a slight tug on his staff. He whipped around and tightened his grip on his staff. However, he was too late. The thief had managed to get a very good grasp on it and easily pried the staff away from Ariel. Understandably, Ariel was angry. Very angry.
"Get back here, ya' thief! That's mine!" Ariel shouted.
As a general rule, an angry Ariel was not a good Ariel. That was sort of true for pretty much everybody, actually. However, Ariel wasn't just angry: he was enraged. The inexperienced magician immediately started chasing after the fleeing thief. He caused a quite a big ruckus, actually. He continued to dish out very creative insults at the thief. As Ariel turned a corner into an alley, he immediately stopped himself from going any further. Looking around, Ariel could not see the thief. He realized the brat had climbed the wall. And that basically meant Ariel had lost him. Or it should have. Apparently Ariel had absolutely no sense of self preservation and was soon nimbly climbing up the wall and jumping down it from the other side.
Immediately Ariel was hit with the stench of something foul. This area seemed much darker and gloomy. He could hear shouts but none of them sounded particularity happy. Ariel decided he had landed in the shady side of Heliohapt. Great. Just great. And without his staff too! Wonderful! Life was really looking up to him right now! Oh yeah, he had no idea where that brat had went. Great. Could he expect himself to find some random (and shady) stranger with his staff later on? Probably. This world tended to be a lot smaller than it appeared to be.
"Ugh, what am I going to do now?" he mumbled irritably.
He glanced cautiously around his surroundings. Ariel furrowed his brow, trying to decide which path he should take. He closed his eyes momentarily, trying to think where the thief might have gone. Curiously, Ariel looked under his feet. He noticed that the ground was of sand. His eyes widened and he was soon running again, following after the footprints in the sand. He found himself loosing the tracks multiple times but he always found them again. His journey led him further into the desolate and despairing air where he could hear wailing and shouts. But for the sake of his staff, Ariel ignored them.
Ariel glanced around curiously. Life seemed to be bursting everywhere he looked. It was a familiar landscape to Ariel. He had lived in busy cities for the majority of his life. Even though he did not like them due to the noise, Ariel still lived in them. It wasn't like he was going to grow crops out in the plains or something. Cities might be noisy but they were also often bursting with resources. That was the only reason he usually stuck around. Currently his home was in Magnostadt because he desired to attend their academy. But he was not in Magnostadt learning. He was in Heliohapt, thinking.
Ariel had a simple task in mind and that was to inspect all the happenings which were occurring in Heliohapt. But more importantly, he was here in Heliohapt to inspect their current situation concerning slaves. It was true he did not have official business poking his head in Heliohapt's slavery trading, but it wasn't like there were any restrictions not allowing him to do so! It would be fine if he looked around a little, right? Well it wouldn't have mattered if it was legal or not. For the sake of ending slavery, Ariel was prepared to do anything he could, whether the law allowed it or not! In his opinion, it was the law's fault for allowing slavery to get so out of hand!
As he wandered around Heliohapt, he found himself in the market. He watched as shady trading went on in the shadows. That was a good sign for Ariel that criminal rates were high. He stopped abruptly as a slave trader and a group of slaves went by him. Ariel curled up his hands and uttered a soft growl, too quiet to be heard by any other ear other than his own. So distracted he was glaring at the slave trader that he did not notice the figure creeping behind him. Ariel's eyes widened as he felt a slight tug on his staff. He whipped around and tightened his grip on his staff. However, he was too late. The thief had managed to get a very good grasp on it and easily pried the staff away from Ariel. Understandably, Ariel was angry. Very angry.
"Get back here, ya' thief! That's mine!" Ariel shouted.
As a general rule, an angry Ariel was not a good Ariel. That was sort of true for pretty much everybody, actually. However, Ariel wasn't just angry: he was enraged. The inexperienced magician immediately started chasing after the fleeing thief. He caused a quite a big ruckus, actually. He continued to dish out very creative insults at the thief. As Ariel turned a corner into an alley, he immediately stopped himself from going any further. Looking around, Ariel could not see the thief. He realized the brat had climbed the wall. And that basically meant Ariel had lost him. Or it should have. Apparently Ariel had absolutely no sense of self preservation and was soon nimbly climbing up the wall and jumping down it from the other side.
Immediately Ariel was hit with the stench of something foul. This area seemed much darker and gloomy. He could hear shouts but none of them sounded particularity happy. Ariel decided he had landed in the shady side of Heliohapt. Great. Just great. And without his staff too! Wonderful! Life was really looking up to him right now! Oh yeah, he had no idea where that brat had went. Great. Could he expect himself to find some random (and shady) stranger with his staff later on? Probably. This world tended to be a lot smaller than it appeared to be.
"Ugh, what am I going to do now?" he mumbled irritably.
He glanced cautiously around his surroundings. Ariel furrowed his brow, trying to decide which path he should take. He closed his eyes momentarily, trying to think where the thief might have gone. Curiously, Ariel looked under his feet. He noticed that the ground was of sand. His eyes widened and he was soon running again, following after the footprints in the sand. He found himself loosing the tracks multiple times but he always found them again. His journey led him further into the desolate and despairing air where he could hear wailing and shouts. But for the sake of his staff, Ariel ignored them.
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