Evarith, the the Inner District.

“Oh Paladar why me.” Chris moaned as he patrolled the market place like some kind of common guard keeping an eye out for thieves. It was true that they needed more patrols out during the hustle and bustle as the soldier marched out of the city. It was the perfect chance for thieves to strike and they did. So early in the day and already three stalls have been robbed. “Curse my luck I should be among the ones marching off to war why should I have to stay here.” Chris thought to himself still patrolling the stalls. “Seven years of training and for what, just to be given the name ser and stride around the castle and city looking pretty while I hunt down common thieves.” he thought passing by a food stall. “Bah!” he said aloud causing the a man near him to jump a little in surprise. “Carry on sir nothing to see here.” he said before stopping at the food stall before him.

"THEIF, THEIF, STOP THAT BRAT." Chris heard and as he turned he saw a pink flourish dashing for an alleyway. The child easily slipped through the crowd being so short. Chris however had a little more trouble maneuvering through in his heavy armor. Finally getting through into the alleyway he began the real chase the metal clashing his footsteps smashing stone as he ran after her echoing off the walls. The child was a small and quick one as they both dashed through the alleyway unimpeded. He could have probably bested him in this race, but he seemed tired and he made a wrong turn into a dead end street. Seeing the dead end Chris began to approach cautiously the sound of a sword unsheathing rebounded quite eerily off the walls as did his steps as he got closer and closer to the gate. The closer he got the more he saw that it was indeed just a small child and that he was quivering in fear. Sheathing his sword just a few feet away from him all he could see was pink hair shaking in a dark obscure corner. He guessed at the child being a girl with that pink hair as he was now mere inches away from her. “Hey child hand me the bread and no one will get in trouble.” he said in a soft voice outstretching his hand as the merchant arrived soon after just turning the corner. Her face was obscured by a hat and her hair as he tired to make out some discerning features on her, waiting for her to hand him the loaf.

Chris turned immediately when he heard the shop keeper screamed monster and ran off. “Oh dam a vampire. A vampiric child are you kidding me?!” he shouted in his mind as he pondered what to do both their eyes locking. He looked into her eyes wondering how to proceed , but he was soon snapped out of it when he heard footsteps coming down the alley again. He peeked around the corner to see who was coming. “Oh come On! Why do you do this to me Paladar?” he thought as Zaleth came into his view. He had to think quickly save the vampire girl or watch her die. It probably would have been a harder decision if he had cared about his reputation among knights, but he didn't so he ran towards the girl as quickly as he could. The closer and closer he got the faster he was going and he showed no signs of stopping. He ran into the wooden gate smashing a hole through it to the other side. Once through it he came back from the other side crouching in front of the girl. “Come on time to go.” he said as he picked her up and propped her on his chest as he would a small child and picked up her hat. He then rushed through the hole he made in the fence and made turn at the street heading for Silvarith. “What's a child like you doing in Evarith? You trying to get yourself killed?”