38 Summer 508 Today was just another day for Bones. He had gone for a bit of a walk through the city of illusions, seeing many a sight. The magic at work here was one reason that he had chosen Alvadas. People could not be sure if what they saw was real, or an illusion. This made it much easier for undesirable races to live. But he had seen enough, and decided to once more venture outside, away from the others there, and away from the humans that so hated him. Though not just him, they distrusted all of his kind. He was not sure were he wanted to go, he simply let his feet carry him. As always he was sparsely dressed, making it all the easier to disrobe if he was to transform. Though that was not often safe to do within sight of anyone. With his gladius and his pack on his back, he moved on, walking and walking. Finally he decided to go hunting. He found a nice quiet clearing, and settled down. He would wait for something to pique his senses, and then go after it. Though there was not all that much wildlife in the area of Alvadas. But eventually something would come along, giving him something to do. |