OOC: Tria 2 81382 2:00 PM Sorry for the lateness IC: The afternoon in Chafuo was pleasant and slightly warm, though it is Tria. The streets of Chafuo were not very full. Only fourteen pendragons occupied the area. The rest were in homes. One of these people was an orange-pelted ardan, roughly forty-seven years old, walked through a street that was familiar to him. The street where he lived. A house Koexar saw was the house he lived in, with his wife and kids. The memories were peaceful to him. However, Koexar had other things on his mind. He had his eyes open, looking in every corner, like he was looking for something, or someone. He was looking for someone that has the bounty on his head that the orange-pelted ardan accepted. Koexar looked in every corner, at every house, and every street in Chafuo, but no luck. This pendragon Koexar was looking for was hard to find, but that would never stop Koexar from finding him. "Where is he? The post said that he is around this area."
Speaking the final pleasantries of farewell, Adom stepped out into the street with his newly acquired parcel at hand, and certainly far less in funds then he had arrived with. Carefully unwrapping the heavy cloth which encased, he inspected the goods one last time: The sculpted ebony plastic still powder-coated and unpolished, leaving him the option of adding the durable varnish he required for such a hard-use item. With a satisfied smile he tenderly stashed the package into his canvas tote, strapped the bag around his shoulders to rest upon his back, and resumed life on four feet. The dry air of the southern continent made Adom feel more at home here then he had remembered. While his visit was only set to be brief, with business taken care of there was little to stop him from enjoying the afternoon, taking in the sights of this particular street luck had found him on. While not an especially busy part of town, it seemed a pleasant one, and reminiscent of home. Eyes hunting for the sort of quaint venue one might find on a street such as this, he was instead drawn to notice one particular occupant of his location: an orange arden with keen eyes scouring the area for... well, he seemed to be seeking something.
The bounty hunt was getting very disturbing and Koexar was getting pissed off. This Pendragon, actually Yki, he was looking for has a good way of hiding, he's hard to find. Koexar was about to give up, the bill was obviously wrong, which it said that the Yki wasn't around here. Though Koexar knew this place like the back of his hand, knowing where every single hole, club, house, apartment building, and every single blade of grass was, he could not find his bounty. "That is it!" he yelled with a angry voice. "I know this place quite well, and yet he's nowhere in sight." Koexar had no choice but to give up, but he looked around and saw another that seemed to be here for a brief stay. The orange-pelted ardan paused as the other looked at him, but as a gentleardan, Koexar took a deep breath, and asked, "Good day, sir. Is it possible that you can lend me some help." He pulled out a piece of paper that was in a bag around his waist, unrolling it to show to Adom. "I'm looking for this Yki, have you seen him?"
