The Streets

The streets were busy and teaming with life. It seemed that almost everyone was on there way to the Collesium where Gladiators battled to the death. A few merchants were strewn about along the side of the dirty stone streets, some selling food, others potions, and their loud cries of "Food! Buy your fresh bread here!" and "Potions! Potions! Heal now or die soon!" could be heard for miles.

(Feel free to talk to eachother here in the streets, or create a new location by creating a topic with the new locations name.)

Shouts could be heard from the Arena "Ohhh!!!" the crowd must have been cringing at the sight they beheld.

As he left the Arena, Galantaxy spotted Swampmage as he walked through the streets. Wobbling as quickly as he could towards him, he let out a "Heeyyy" *Huff huff* "Heyyy!!!"

Bloogle watched as the fat man waddled quickly down the street, spluttering and groaning as he went. Bloogle turned aside and talked with the merchants, sizing up their wares, and, without realising, judging which of them would be easiest to rob.

You gave up this life. This is your chance for a new beginning.

Bloogle turned away from the merchants and saw a group of children in one of the dark side alleys. Bloogle saw the cold, hard glint of steel in their hands, rivaled only by the glint of their eyes. They were afraid, but that was the only way to live on the city streets. In fear.

Bloogle saw an old man turn down the alleys. For a moment Bloogle stood still, watching, leaving the man to his fate. But then his feet moved for him, propelling him towards the alley.

And I thought I had left the shadows behind?