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Strangely enough Nabol seemed quite this evening. Merikh was certainly surprised by this. Normally there were fights in the streets, at least in the part of the hold he was venturing through. The slums of the hold were not where the man normally made his home but he did make rounds there pretty regularly, he had patients to see that needed medicine. There were also those who needed a dose or two of Felis to forget all of the pain and suffering they were going through.
The dark skinned man moved with purpose through the streets, his eyes scanning the different drudges, many of whom were begging in the streets or curled up to sleep through the night.
As he moved a filthy hand reached out and grabbed his cloak, causing dark eyes to narrow and turn to stare at the even filthier child. He knew what the boy was going to ask before he said anything and Merikh pulled his hand back, back handing the boy and making him fall to the ground. "Watch yourself and do not touch those who are clearly your better." He might have spit at the boy if he wasn't so beneath him, instead he turned upon his heel and began his walk again. Really, he should just leave here and head to his favorite brothel, he could at least find someone pretty to keep him entertained.
Above Nabol, Chumanath was chuckling at her riders thoughts. It was amusing to hear how he thought of those who he helped ruin their lives. It helped that it was quite amusing to see people reach out to him for help and get dashed down as well.
Snatching a herdbeast from a paddock, Chumanath landed not to far from the hold proper and enjoyed her meal. You would think that I was glowing with your thoughts upon flesh. Her words poked fun at Merikh and the man smirked as he moved. Yes well, we know I do have my tastes, after all.
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Feel free to have fun with this arseface!
