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located in Khi'ir, a part of Skaerra: The Unlikely Tale, one of the many universes on RPG.

Khi'ir

The city of Khi'ir is a fine port city off the western coast of the continent of Syakh.

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Lir Syoelle. I know what you look like. I know how you think. I know what you feel.

Galtros Penrimore released an excess of energy that had built within his joints. He felt her magic imprinted within his mind. He had a target now, a moving one. He knew that she knew, or that she had some inkling of knowing. He left an impression on her mind, one of torment and pain.

He packed his necessities in a little adventurer’s sack, for he sensed it to be the moment to do so. She perhaps sought to flee from him, and he, by necessity, sought to chase her.

He possessed few things left to chase in this material world. Another one. Another shard. Another step closer to ending his meaningless existence.

He looked at his open window, a bird swept in and perched on the sill. Its head shifted about with rapidity and swung from side to side. It was a beautiful bird with a coat of lime green and white. Its beak was thin and small. Galtros observed the bird with patience and intent. Its movements seemed improvised. He watched it depart.

It flew from the sill, unattached.

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Paecus Ixipas moved about the streets with ease along the crisscrossing paths of the city. He followed the scent that left a trail. Her magic, he recognized, had potential, but he regretted that she wasted it pursuing a cause that would lead to no fruitful end for her or any that she cared for.

That was the real shame, possessing loved ones. Possession of loved ones would make their dispossession even more painful.

He followed her scent and none of the other distractions such as Khi’ir’s various magical arts academies or mage guildhalls. He sensed she was headed east. He remembered those green eyes and those strands of red hair. She reminded him of a woman he once loved, but she was gone. Taken by a malicious spirit that he now sought to settle a score with, at least to ensure that she rested in peace. As he neared the east gate, he saw a fair number of denizens rushing past him from the easternmost gate of the city. It seemed a commotion and drew his interest.

He reached within two blocks. He could see the arcane frost still solidified and the arcane flame still burning the buildings and stalls. A large company of Khi’iri guards dispersed about the wreckage, gathering wounded comrades and helpless citizens. They were the signs of a confrontation, he could tell, and, further, the magic still burned and lingered in the air. He went about the burrough and pulled a D’homani boy.

The young lad with his simple sky blue kaftan and large dark brown eyes relayed everything with such enthusiasm and exaggeration. Paecus could tell he would make a great storyteller one day.

So the mage was here, and there was more in her company than he realized. They were travelers, and they started a fight with the city guards. They had escaped in various directions.

He turned around and glanced at Khi’ir, it had changed so much since he first came as a young boy. Then he turned away from the rubble and faced the gates. Two guards still manned the gates, and one halted him.

“A battle just occurred here, no one can leave the city without permission.”

Paecus gazed at the man, “I am a bounty hunter, I was looking for the people who did this,” he gestured to the debris that littered the road and the injured soldiers.

“Let me do my job,” Paecus spoke that time with a different tone, one that made the soldier shift, unbeknownst even to himself.

“Very well,” the guard stepped aside, his comrade followed likewise, somewhat confused.

He walked into the wide open untamed land.