74 of Spring 513 The day was beautiful. Spring in Ravok was no doubt Tallis’ favorite time of year. It meant a renewed state of mind and new state of consciousness. It was his second day back. He spent the first with family and began this day on his knees in front of the alter he had set up in his apartment. It was dedicated to The Voice and to Rhysol. It was good to be back in the city that he loved. Tallis was in Nitozian Plaza to observe with no intentions to be up to no good at least for the moment. His intent was only to observe he told himself, but for him that was not as easy as it seemed. The influx of new people on the docks was very enticing. It only meant there were plenty of people that needed “guidance” through the fair city of Ravok. That meant opportunities to earn a few extra coins or a few pockets to pick. A soft cool breeze blew off the water that sent a few people wrapping their arms around themselves to ward off the cold. For Tallis it made it all the easier to know who was native to Ravok and who was not. From there he was able to whittle down the prospects. He leaned against the wall to his back and set one foot flat against it trying to look as nonchalant as he could. He knew if he blended into the scenery the less conspicuous he would be. Minutes rolled by and the crowd started to build. By this time he had found his mark, a middle age couple that appeared to be awed by the city, and quite frankly looked lost. Brushing the hair out of his brown hair out of his eyes he pushed himself away from the wall and made his move. Avoiding people was becoming a problem issue. Stealth was going to abandon him on this mission. He was force to say excuse me to more than a few people as he jostled past them. Some were annoyed by his pawing to get past them but others gave him a polite smile and a nod. Even he was getting a little annoyed with the crowd his prey was getting away, but there would be no way he was going to back down. So focused was Tallis that he didn’t see the group of very young children step out from their parents. It was all he could do not to run into them. Unfortunately he failed to miss one little girl who hit the pavement and immediately started to wail a mournful cry. He was about to curse the little girl from being stupid and be on his way if it wasn’t for the fact that there was one person starting directly into his eyes as if waiting to see what he was going to do. He had an inkling that person had been watching him the entire time. He truly hoped that he was wrong. [/indent][/color][/frame2] |