Brozain

Just about 4 weeks later: A day before he was due back to the Lord’s castle, the guard, Ajan had been a failure in his search. He had dressed disguised as a traveler, his armor hidden skillfully under a thick black cloak. He found himself growing rather desperate. He knew that if he failed, he failed, but the last thing he wanted was to show up empty handed. A forming crowd caught his eye, the people closest to the center were cheering and laughing loudly. Someone must have been performing for money or something, because the claps grew louder until there was a massive amount of people in the square. Letting his curiosity run his mind,

You are a piece of meat. Born only to be devoured by the war and worms of the people. You’re thoughtlessness and purposes are only meant to be laughed at, and it makes me sick to my stomach that you actually think that your are worth something of meaning. Good looks and pimples won’t get you far you worthless piece of slab. It takes actual brains and a thought process to get you through life. So you work out every day, and by the fruits of your fruitless labor you have muscles and a decent body figure. However you are none but a piece of shit and are worth nothing in my eye. You say things that are mean and up to this point I remain