It was just like any other day in the Kingdom of Heliohapt. Hot with not a cloud in the sky. Wagons as well as pedestrians flooded the roadways. The local merchants were pitching their goods to anyone who appeared that they weren't from Heliohapt. Their prices of course far higher for those not privy to their schemes. What was most unnoticed however were the various alleys scattered through Heliohapt.
These alleys were passageways to the darkness of Heliohapt. The slums. A place where most didn't want to go or think about. Not only that it was a place where the demons of people were released. Ramses emerged from one of the alleys. He immediately garnered looks from everyone who saw him. He didn't mind though. Most of the people he payed no attention to, or returned their gazes with a simple smile.
Ramses had a journey ahead of him and needed supplies. Considering he had just killed his Master and stole money from her, he needed to move fast. Not that it mattered much to him. It was a untraceable crime, although he was prepared for someone to find out. He carried his staff over his shoulders with both his arms hung over it.