"Well, men, I suppose I actually have to do work now," Alistair told the other guards who were neglecting their duties. They were currently playing a few card games in the pub. Alistair stood up and stretched. "Wish," he instructed the gaurd next to him, collecting his winnings. "Boss-man wants me to head over to the Light side."
Wearing his special drakeskin armor, which was a russet red color, Alistair left the pub. He breathed in the smokey-ish air as he trudged into the woods. He ran a hand through his copper hair as he sighed. "Boooooored..." He glanced back to see how far he got; he just barely left the town area. Alistair groaned and turned back to the path, softly humming to pass the time. He slowed down, quieting when he heard someone speak. Oh, goody... More trespassers. Alistair put his 'serious' face on and approached the noise. He paused when he saw a young girl hugging a deer. "Huh... Well this is rather awkward..."


