The streets were full of the oblivious noise that the city's activities produce. Groups of people all over the place gathering in front of merchants, hoping for some goodies they could have. Ressources, weapons, those sort of things. The perfume of sweating and cooking colliding together would make any normal citizen puke. But there aren't any of those anyways here.
Except for one.
Dragged by his friend, Milas was already vomiting in a little cardboard bag whilst walking by the side of Talius. You see Talius is a warrior of the Great Army, meaning he also is an adventurer, and so someone who is in need of the things the merchants sell there. Milas on the other hand is an average farmer with not an ounce of experience outside of his little town.
But this day, Talius offered him to go with him on the vendors' streets to gather
materials that he'll need for his next trip.
***
"Hey, Mil! Wanna go with me to the Merchant Street? You who's always here, why not a change of scenery?"
Talius had came out of a long journey back from the North-Lands. Finally back to his home town he thought to himself:
"Why not go see my good ol' pal Mil. Been a while..."
"I don't know Tal. What if a bandit comes and steals from me? Or what if my sheeps need to eat and I ain't there for them? Or or what if..."
"Quit giving excuses! Come on it'll be fun! And you got your son to take care of the farm while you're gone. No?"
Talius interrupted.
"Yeah but he's only four years old..." Muttered Milas while looking away from his friend's gaze with defeat. He wouldn't be able to give a good excuse to not leave his comfort zone.
Then a small but confident voice came from
behind.
"Yeah dad I'm strong and smart enough to help! I can take care of the sheepies!"
Milas smiled. He sighed in acceptation.
"Fine. I'll go with you, Tal. But promise me that we'll be back before the sky turns orange. Okay?"
"Yeah yeah don't worry! Mifri is capable of anything! Aren't you little bud?"
Talius said while looking down at the small boy who was grinning proudly for the recognition he was getting (he didn't know Talius was joking).
***
"You never told it stank like that..."
Said Milas after swiping his mouth with his right forearm to clean off the waste.
"Well what did you expect? Lot of adventurers are too preoccupied by needs to go take a shower."
They walked for another forty steps across the sea of people before Talius found something of interest in the corner of his eye. He was looking to his left.
"You find something? "
Asked Milas.
"See this dagger, Mil? If I'm not mistaken, it's made out of some special kind of alloy... Red Jade it's called I think."
"Well let's go then before someone takes..."
Suddenly there came commotion from fifty steps ahead. Lot of noise originated, getting stronger and stronger.
And without a warning, somebody got launched from the ground up to sky to finally fall back to Talius' feet.
"The hell!?"