Fayre: "Think I will get a bite to eat."
Said the young Fayre, adjusting his backpack as he exited his inn room. He would walk down the stairs of the inn while thinking to himself. Rifts from another realm had opened up some time ago now and demons had come into the realm of Earthland. Chaos from the aftermath would ensue, as mages that had assembled to fight the demons set on tearing Earthland apart could rest now. People of ill mind would seek to make money and rob, during this time of hardship and time after the demons. Fayre could not let the innocent be taken advantage of. Not allowing that to happen, Fayre would guard the white city of Astera and its bustling streets.
Hired by the city, Fayre would be stationed on the streets of Astera to guard and look out for any crimes. Eating a pizza while on guard on the streets of the city, Fayre looked around and munched on his pizza, enjoying it. Other mages and non mages were on guard with the white haired Fayre. It was somewhat lonely where the young man was though. Perhaps he might meet another mage on guard in the area he was in. Suddenly however, he would hear a cry for help in the distance in a thin dark alleyway. Fayre's eyes widened. He would run to the source of the cry with his pizza crust in his mouth.
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