Mattieu walked into the city, his large black wings bumping others as he made his way through the streets. His katana was strapped to his side and his spell book was being held in his left hand. His short, red hair was dirty from travel around the world. He had left Arda a long time ago to find his perpose in life. But when he found nothing but the feat of talking to dragons he silently and lonely flew back to Arda to live in peace.

Mattieu looked around the city, watching all the people walk past him and continuing with their lifes.

" Eh at least they have lifes.... " Mattieu said to himself quietly as he continued to walk.

He noticed the library, and quickly walked over to the doors. He entered the most quiet way he could and began to browse the books they held.

" Ah books, the only thing I injoy in life anymore. " Mattieu said as picked one out all about weapons and different techniques too use them.