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[HollowOfHaze]

"Think you might have misunderstood me. I'd be willing to give you a small tour of the area, just to get your bearings. What you wear is not my concern. At least, as long as it abides by the decency laws." he added.

[Chains]

"Oh," i look to zaida.

[Farewell]

"I don't mind" she said in her soothing voice with a small shrug.

[Chains]

"Sounds good to me." i said.

[Setcho]

-setcho

walks down the street, always looking behind him making sure hes not followed.

[HollowOfHaze]

"Great. Er.. give me a second."
Reaching over his shoulder to activate the radio communicator mounted above his right shoulder blade, he hastily told the nearby station about the hostile firebenders reported in the area, requesting an investigation. The small fuse of the device glowed a soft orange as it was activated.


He pointed the group down the main street, unpaved due to its current location in the lower-class district.
"Not sure what your living conditions are where you come from, but considering you don't exactly look like the uh... lower class, I'd think it's safe to assume you'd be able to reach the middle ring no problem. Follow me please."


He started off down the long road, almost starting to open his wings until remembering that his followers wren't capable of flight as well. In the distance, the short dividing wall between districts could be seen, an off-white contrasting with the brown and grey scenery of their current location.


Communicator reference, although much darker and angular, comprised entirely of steel with copper bolts.

[Farewell]

'Middle ring? Never been like that... But it's for the best' Zaida thought keeping her head high and her paws folded behind her back as she follows the lion studying his appearance absorbing what advantages and disadvantages he might have but kept her mind on her lying, she need to be stealthy and no one could possibly find out, she did not want to go back to her father's kingdom.

[HollowOfHaze]

Galen continued forward, followers in tow.
"The outer ring is normally meant for the general lower classman and refugees awaiting processing by our legal system." he added with his main attention diverted elsewhere.

As they neared the wall, he noticed a man jackal a metal cart nearby, one of the axles bent at an odd angle.
With a sharp gesture of his left hand, the axle creaked back into position, leaving the owner with a visible smile on his face.
"Always nice to show a bit of helpfulness" he thought.
The large steel doors stood before them within a few moments.


"State your designation and... oh. Galen. Who are these people you've brought along?" asked a guard from atop the massive stone walls.


"Just a few travelers looking to get into the middle ring. Not exactly lower-class, so I thought it would be best to address their orientation in person while I've got nothing else available." Galen responded to the guard. Apparently the man was someone he'd met before, but he couldn't remember exactly who.


"Well, go on ahead. Just rememebr, your people, your responsibility if they go off the walls."


The gates opened with a substantial creak, leaving the group to proceed unobstructed.


"Off we go I guess" added the lion.

[Chains]

As galen walked he could herea crash,
"My cabbages!" the shout fallowed

[Farewell]

Zaida studied each building carefully and the walls, she didn't quite enjoy the walls but the earth kingdom was different and she had to adapt to this.

[Chains]

I catch up, a cabbage in one hand.

[Farewell]

Zaida hated wearing the hood but she couldn't trust anyone for now she stayed calm and continued to follow the lion.

[Chains]

"So, what do you look like under that hood." I said reaching for it.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((*gulps* hope I'm not to late))
Name: Crest

Age: 20

Species: Dire Wolf

Bending attribute: Fire

height: 6 ft

Personality: sarcastic, easy going, down to earth, serious when needs be.

Story: A child of the tribe (you know. The one that will and any learnt fire bending from the dragons. P.S I also learnt from them) he was sent away to find himself and to train. Not really knowing what to do he embarked. low on supplies and low on enthusiasm.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*crest walked. Bored and hungry but there want much he could do. He walked across a cabage store and stood in front of it staring at the man* hey I think some one just stole a cabbage he just ran down the street *he lied to the man at the cabbage store who has his back to crest*

'What!' *the man shouts* 'thank you kind sir I will be right back. No one messes with my cabbages' *he shouts earning multiple states as he runs down the street*


*crest snickers as he does that and grabs a cabbage and starts to munch on it. Walking the other way the cabbage salesman went*