08-17-2014, 12:36 AM
Royce was tired... No, not tired. Tired did not due his aching body justice. Exhausted. Now that was a word worthy of his current status! His arms ached. His legs moaned with every step, pleading for a brief moment to rest. To sit and take this heavy burden off of them, yes that would be wonderful! They continue to press their case as Royce slowly continues onward.
It had been a rough going. He was only a few weeks removed from his hometown. Tania was his destination, it always had been.
Royce could remember as a child the one time he visited the castle town. His family had traveled there to sell their wares. Typically, they would go to Pharae, so any trips to Tania were special. It was Royce's first, and only, time visiting the province. He couldn't remember any specifics. There might have been some festival going on? All he could remember was his overwhelming excitement and activity and how quickly it aggravated his mother.
One day, these pleasant thoughts were interrupted by thoughts of men shouting. Upon investigation, he discovered a group of loggers felling trees. Their destination? Tania of course. Within minutes, Royce was employed and would spend the next two weeks cutting down and transporting logs.
His inner outdoorsman was proud of his work, but his body was weary. Immediately after receiving his pay, Royce set out to find somewhere to rest. The vague instructions of the inn's location were not help to him as he wandered the streets. His legs grew more impatient by the second. His eyes drifted from one side of the road to the other hoping, begging, to find something resembling some sort of resting place.
Then they settled in on something rather...odd. No, it wasn't the fact that the streets were rather empty. Royce was too tired for that. He would explore and experience the city in the morning, he told himself. It was a woman jumping into an alleyway. It was...confusing, to say the least. A man a few feet infront of Royce seemed equally as perplexed. But, it was of no concern to him. He had more pressing matters to attend to. His legs were furious at this point.
Where the hell is this inn...
It had been a rough going. He was only a few weeks removed from his hometown. Tania was his destination, it always had been.
Royce could remember as a child the one time he visited the castle town. His family had traveled there to sell their wares. Typically, they would go to Pharae, so any trips to Tania were special. It was Royce's first, and only, time visiting the province. He couldn't remember any specifics. There might have been some festival going on? All he could remember was his overwhelming excitement and activity and how quickly it aggravated his mother.
One day, these pleasant thoughts were interrupted by thoughts of men shouting. Upon investigation, he discovered a group of loggers felling trees. Their destination? Tania of course. Within minutes, Royce was employed and would spend the next two weeks cutting down and transporting logs.
His inner outdoorsman was proud of his work, but his body was weary. Immediately after receiving his pay, Royce set out to find somewhere to rest. The vague instructions of the inn's location were not help to him as he wandered the streets. His legs grew more impatient by the second. His eyes drifted from one side of the road to the other hoping, begging, to find something resembling some sort of resting place.
Then they settled in on something rather...odd. No, it wasn't the fact that the streets were rather empty. Royce was too tired for that. He would explore and experience the city in the morning, he told himself. It was a woman jumping into an alleyway. It was...confusing, to say the least. A man a few feet infront of Royce seemed equally as perplexed. But, it was of no concern to him. He had more pressing matters to attend to. His legs were furious at this point.
Where the hell is this inn...