Snippet #1483918

Zakia sat idly on his bed his mind delving deep into itself… questioning everything that was happening. Why was he here… hundreds of miles across the continent to try and steal some young harlots hand in marriage. Their should be people to do such non-sense for him. Though at the very least she might be some fun for a night or two. Though maybe it would be fun to toy with her mind… and then break her or maybe keep her as a pet… it didn’t matter, in the end he would win… he always won. He stood up walking to the wash room and stripping down before stepping over to a large black stove set into the wall. Which he lit with a snap of his fingers. Which warmed a metal pipe directly above it. After starting heat source he entered the shower chamber and turned the lever that pumped water through the pipes. The Hot water traveled over the stove heating it, while the cold water flowed through heavy insulation which kept it frosty. He would clean the filth of traveling past this cities commoners… such cattle to be used like any cattle.