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Bryan had been watching the town for any activity since 5 in the morning. It is finaly 8 and the markets were starting to open. "seems safe to me." he said alowed and then he morphed into a Phonix and flew to the ground. And proceeded twords the town of Huntingwood.

OOC: You may create your own events as you go.

Vance looked out from the hill top at the town of Huntington. It was good to be back where he wasn't expected to fight furres. Vance got up from the ground, the Fox on his chest plate glowing in the sun. he walked to the hill side and slid down the dew wet grass to the bottom. He began walking to the gate of the town. Vance was only there to rest and maybe look around at shops. Just needed to go a few days without being attacked

In the market, Bryan eyed through the weapons section and saw what he wanted. A new set of daggers on a belt! He already used four and two needed serious repair. So he walked up to the shop keeper and asked the price. He had just about enough to purchase it and also had to beg to the shop keeper to take the full fare for he was known through most of the region and further.

Erik walked through the town, after a god night's rest at the inn. He could tell he was getting closer to accomplishing his goal. As he walked through the markets, he bumped into another man, who appeared to be looking at daggers.
"Oh, excuse me sir." he said. He started to walk away.

Bryan quicky turned and mannaged to grab the person's arm. "I was just wondering, which inn are you staying in?" and he gave a small smile and fastened the second belt diagonaly from the sholder.

"Northwood Inn, why?" Erik asked.

Maximus arrived outside the town walls and gazed toward the city gates. 'There is no way I am paying the fee to enter the town,' he thought. Unsheathing his claws he began to climb the wall. Upon reaching the top he began to jump from roof top to roof top while heading toward the city center. The 'feeling' that the 'something' was near was stronger in this town, and he was getting closer.

Pracy stood on the roof of a church gathering his toughts.

Vance walked through the gate and began looking for an inn to stay in. People gave skeptical looks at him. People always did. He was a man of great power fighting for an evil empire. But he fought for the challenges, to protect, for honor. That was his biggest concern. If it wasn't for the honor knights were bound by, he would have joined the furres long ago. Vance found a nice looking place, and walked through the doors

Matfur was not fond of staying indoors over night. Yet, for the past three days, she had spent her time at an inn. It was safer then sleeping outdoors, for the most part. She had spent time in this town, recuperating after a rather nasty fight with a feral mountain cat. She sat in the large room of the 'Northwood' inn, at a small table, sitting backwards in the small wood chair, as not to cramp her wings. She looked to the door as a human - a knight, by the looks of the armor - stepped inside. She had no drink in hand - she found liquor to be a vile and pointless thing. Instead, she sat, and brooded.

Pracy jumped down from were he sat on the church and walked into the closest in for a drink.

Vance walked over to a table and sat down. Across the room he could see a peculiar furre. The bartender came over and asked if he would have anything. "A pitcher of water would be nice, thank you" He nodded and fetched one from behind the bar. Vance poured himself some water into a big beer glass. He took a few swigs and leaned back in his chair. Vance began to whistle an old tune he had been taught. It reminded him of his former master. He had called it Celtic music

Stopping on the roof top of a building at the edge of the city center, Maximus noticed the feeling was begining to fade again, too fast to locate the sorce, and too fast to be moving. It just seemed to disappear. Frustrated, Maximus let out a loud roar and jump down to the street. Upon noticing Maximus for the first time, the citizens shed back from him and gave him plenty of room to walk threw the crowd.

'My search will last forever at this rate,' he thought. 'Whenever I get close, it always dissappears!' Maximus began to walk threw the crowd aimlessly, not even noticing that he was growling. 'The only thing that could make this day worse is...' Just then 6 city gaurds walked around a corner up ahead with their swords drawn. '...that!'

To answer Erik's question, Bryan answered, "so I could be able to hide from all the girls who will come after me." He said sorta embarassed hoping no one knoew who he was yet. "Plus I just arived. Mind if you lead me there?" He said a bit more faster this time with his 13 year old moods coming back in.

OOC: How did I end up logging out!?