| Auric wandered around the city for a time, regarding the pathetic populace of this run-down town. He looked at the various shops, selling overpriced goods so that the merchant could make a living. Suddenly, a woman bumped into Auric, she was tall, slender and not that bad on the eyes besides the fact that she was quite grubby like everyone else. "Watch it there, sailor." She said, but her eyes had a hint of shock in them. Auric instantly knew what was amiss and grabbed her wrist roughly in his hand. "You cannot cut what one doesn't have." He growled at her, her eyes widened as she stared into the icy blue pools that were his eyes. "H-how can you carry a sword and not have any money?" She asked and Auric's grip tightened on her wrist, making her yelp. "Because I've lived in exile my whole life, all because of the failing of an ancestor of mine. I don't need trash like you spoiling my day with your false kindness." He said and released her. She ran off in search of more rewarding prey--and less dangerous. Auric's temper cooled and he resumed his walk through the street.
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