His accidental arrival to Rhydin would not be received without swiftness. Being the seasoned traveler he was...He knew to adapt.
His steps brought him to the Market. With some guiding words from a pedestrian or two, of course. Unlike most men, he knew when it was ridiculous to let pride get in his way.
He didn't stay there long. Yet, he spoke to many. Perseverance was his greatest weapon. His devotion to surviving kept his hopes stubbornly alive.
Yet, his hopes were not hopes. More like objectives. There was no idealism in his future.
Hours would lead him to those who needed work. His kind of work, of course. He started with merchants. Shoppes with rare, artful works.
The artisan obviously had tested these ropes before. Drunken nights of mystery had trained him well.
His steps brought him to the Market. With some guiding words from a pedestrian or two, of course. Unlike most men, he knew when it was ridiculous to let pride get in his way.
He didn't stay there long. Yet, he spoke to many. Perseverance was his greatest weapon. His devotion to surviving kept his hopes stubbornly alive.
Yet, his hopes were not hopes. More like objectives. There was no idealism in his future.
Hours would lead him to those who needed work. His kind of work, of course. He started with merchants. Shoppes with rare, artful works.
The artisan obviously had tested these ropes before. Drunken nights of mystery had trained him well.