Xlyesia, who lay against a stoney wall, seemed somewhat out of place. Lithe-muscled with a stern face and dark-chocolatey hair, his stern eyes were closed at the moment. Xlyesia's clothing was tattered and soaked through, and his frame shook with chills. His breathing was heavily-distributed, and a deep sleep contorted throughout his body.

Wandering along the street was a middle-aged man covered in dirt, grime, and a stench that even flies would hate. The old man whistled with his hands in his pockets, his index fingers poking through a few holes. Eyeing Xlyesia with a grin, the homeless man bent low and let out a quiet chuckle. He slipped a hand into one of Xlyesia's own pockets, searching for anything that might be of interest to him. Before he could get his fingers on anything, the sleeping Xlyesia's eyes shot open. He whipped his hand out and gripped the theif's wrist. He twisted it, standing up and bringing the man with him. His face emotionless the entire time, Xlyesia lifted the theif from the ground and simply threw him over the street and into the water. Strided over to where the thief floated, Xlyesia gazed at him. "Try it again," he said.

Taking a moment to brush off his water-ridden clothes, Xlyesia began his walk along the docks. While he maintained his cool demeanor, he couldn't help but limp a bit. His breath was harder to catch as well. Stress and tiredness consumed him, for several reasons. One, he had gotten on the wrong ship. He was supposed to sail to a port near the Ancient Temple Gates, but the constant commotion and chaos that erupted everywhere in Arda was unstoppable.

Xlyesia just lay there, knowing naught what to do..

Griz'adin roamed the port, trying to find a job.The dock creeked under his weight, notihng, He decided to enter the the city. People glared at him, for he took most of the space in the walk way. He then heard someone breathing odd, most likely of pain..He saw someone trying to steal from somone in ragedy clothes, the beggar retaliated (or as he assumed). And then lied down. He went up to that person and said "I see your in trouble, I am griz'adun, do you need help?" He knelt down and waited for a reply.

Looking over the crowed Alcemy noticed kind of monstreous beast walking past the town folk. Wondering were it was heading Alcemy slowly following while he kept himself close to the shadows of the buildings. He then hears the beast talk to a person that seemed as if he had just been in a battle"I see your in trouble, I am griz'adun, do you need help?"As he knelt down. Alcemy then gat closer but keeping his dept not to be seen until he was sertain who he was seeing was.

Griz'adin, shortly after introducing himself, he noticed someone was eavesdropping, he looked like he was one of the aristocratic, snobby prejudice types who eyed on him as a beast of burden. He looked up at him and queried "And you are, i'm sure you know who I am... And what is your business here?

(I am not a beggar!)

Xlyesia stared at the monster, shocked to see what kindness was in him. Most creatures with an abnormal form such as his, were bloodletting, battle-loving, black-hearted beasts who only wanted destruction. But this one... was, well... kind. Even though he was polite to him, he knew that the monster was mislead.

"I see your in trouble, I am griz'adun, do you need help?"

In trouble? Xlyesia thought. Why would I be in trouble? I am the one that just disarmed a thief and threw him into the water. He must be mistaken. Xlyesia inquired to the beast-like being, "You must be mistaken. I am not in need of help, though it was kind of you to ask." Xlyesia paused, not knowing what to say. "I apologize, but I have forgotten my manners. My name is Xlyesia Mir." Just then, the monster turned around and looked at what seemed to be an eavesdropping figure shadowing itself from the society.

"And you are, i'm sure you know who I am... And what is your business here?

Though the monster asked him in a polite tone, Xlyesia couldn't help but notice a sense of firmness in his voice. This is one odd monster. Xlyesia told himself. Backing the towering figure up, Xlyesia said to the eavesdropper, "Yes, what is it that you want?" Xlyesia waited for a response..

(he thought your a beggar, clothes....)

Griz'adin replied "Xlyesia, hmm interesting name... hard to prononce*,well it apeares you are in some troble, you see, your clothes...I know both of you too are intereted that me a "beast" that can talk normaly and is polite, here is why, most trolls are smart and talk quite fine... but they don't talk much when they mean to intimidate...or...when they are.....corrupted..." He changed is tone, it almost immediately went stoney you see, when raku made trolls all were and his side and evil, but recently, a new branch of trolls came out the mücahit'ler...i am one of them we have less weekness of the sun, but we don't need it's harch exposer. We side with the light and are relifous, have no worries, or fears in my presence. I will always be on your side, unless if... YOUR evil..." He looked at Xlyesia at gave him a light pat on the back as reassurance and laughed. Onlookers stared at the metting, he belived because they never heard a laugh quite as odd as his.

But the a riot came out, aperently some thief tried to excape, but several people got injured. It was a lynch mod, of about 28 people chasing the theif, the thief went up to the eavesdropper and begged to everyone in the group " Please, help i've been wrongfully accused, the thief ran into a boat, please help me...And he started crying a disision needed to be made, protect him or kill him....or run, the mob came closer and started attacking, griz'adin grabed the pleading man and charged though the group while yelling Please, settle down, settle down-" he was interupted by the crowd, who attacked him. He yelled back to Xlyesia "HELP, XLYESIA!!" and grabed his mace a started attacking the crowd