A busy night at Karrasi...

[Machimachi--Group Account]

Back inside the bar, Arcana and Tethe'alla had rushed to the poor kitten on the ground, not caring whether or not the sister would be angry at them for it.

Arcana changed into the Ookami form, her deep red flank with golden marks bright against the scenery of the bar. She touched a paw to the kitten's head, and a small, red glow appeared there for a moment.

"I had known that there was something about this child," Tethe'alla said. "She appears to not be in control of her power--but then," she added, "when are priestesses ever given a choice?" on the edge of her voice was a little disdain--it was because of her own gift that she had been forced the choice of leaving her own pack. She took a breath, looking at the girl's sister, who still looked appalled. "She should be fine. We healed her fatigue, so she should be waking up any moment now. I hope that we have done enough."

Taryn hurried over, her blue hair waving in the wind as she and the cubs cried. "They're so sorry..."

Tethe'alla answered, "It was destined to happen. This sort of thing always is. That young man, he probably prayed for a sign of some sort...well, he got it...whether or not he wanted it in that fashion anyway..."

A roar echoed through the bar, and all of the pack members looked to see, just as they expected, Quinn--their leader--in his lion's form, his teeth glinting in the dim light of this establishment.

Beside him, his wife spoke, "Please, everyone. We have had a good time here, but this establishment is closing; Sanada has left, and I believe it is time that we do the same. Everyone, to animal form so that we may leave quickly. We will be traveling back to headquarters."

At this, tranformations began popping up all over the place.

Quen herself became a white lion beside her mater;

Taryn became a beautiful blue kitsune;

Tethe'alla became a tan ookami, and next to her, Ishmael became a deadly looking tora;

In the back of the room, right in front of the stranger Inu-jin, Hiiro became his panther neko;

Cairo and Tarion changed into their familiar cheetah and leopard forms.

Lavi changed into his red ookami form, and at the back table Alpha, Zeta, and Kisharu also became ookami, their bright reds and pinks creating a nice scheme with each other.

Fang, seated where Zeshin was talking to Kilara, changed into her own black ookami form, and Namine into her white opposite beside her.

Maetel changed into her violet kitsune form.

Kilara was the only one left unchanged, still staring at the boy before him. The place looked like a zoo, and she was going to wait until they had exited before she made her own transformation.

"You may want to stand back, boy..." she said gently, as all of the youkai began to rush out of the small door in the Karrasi at breakneck speed.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

Zeshin stood in awe as his bar began to slowly resemble a zoo. He scratched his head, trying to gather some words to help clarify the situation for himself. Right before he could speak he was interrupted by the Inu-jin Issac who loudly declared, "I hope I don't get fleas from anyone." as he finished off the rest of his drink.

Zeshin let out a small laugh, then he noticed that the Fae he spent so much time talking to that evening was making her way to her room. After the rowdy band left the bar Zeshin turned to the Inu-jin to spark up another conversation, but he noticed Issac was making his way to the restroom. Now that most of the bar was cleared out, Zeshin happily announced, "The Bar is now closed!"

As everyone else began to file out accordingly, Zeshin continued to collect empty mugs left at tables, carrying them to the kitchen. Returning to the front his continued wiping down the bar, afterwards while his mother was in the back Zeshin began to use his pyrokinesis to snuff the various torches that lit the tavern.

"Zeshin are we clear out there yet?" Maia yelled from the back of the tavern.

"Just about mom." Zeshin replied. While he finished wiping down the bar, he noticed a few of the golden coins the gentlemen with the rowdy company had set on the counter had fallen to the floor near the bar. "I must not have noticed them being so busy, I'll take them to mom before I lock up." Zeshin said, making his way to the back, keeping an eye on the few patrons who had yet to leave.

[Runa Lisger]

Runa scooped up her little sister in her arms as the ookami used their magic on her. Her first reaction had been to turn and take the both of them out, but because they were youkai she trusted them enough to not bring harm to her sister. In any case, they had been with the Yami-ou, whom her friend Shadow trusted. If he trusted them, then she would do the same.

As all of the animals filed out, she rocked her sister, relieved that she was breathing. She would take Felicia home to rest up, where her parents wouldn't be able to tell that anything had happened. She had started off with the opinion that the Yami-ou would have tried to kidnap her had anything happened to reveal her power--now the entire bar knew about it, and no one had done anything but revive her. And she was glad for it.

Slowly walking out of the bar as she watched the kitchen boy beginning to clean up, she hoped that things at the Karrasi hadn't been disturbed too badly.

[Mishiranu Arashi]

Arashi smiled at the compassionate king. He felt he had made a good move by going with Tomoyo in that alley, and tis proved it.
So you seem to be a shadow..my guiding darkness. I'll stand with you for now then. I know now that your not of the false light.

"I understand Tomo. I won't run here, I'll hold in my confusion. I mean no harm..I don't want to harm this town. I trust you. I can assume that you may just be the shadow I need."

He was still frustrated but it was more or less in the from of anguish he wished hidden. The youkai now flowed from the tavern, and arashi was finding his frustration becoming depression. He pulled the hood of his cloak so that his face became darkened by shadow. He smiled just before his face fell beneath the hood as if to hide his coming tears.

The words he'd been givin somehow touched him. And he felt sad for the family he wished never died. He cried silently for his own path that seemed to be forever coated in bloody torment. He was unable to stifle his tears but wanted to talk still so he walked nearer to Tomo. He stood to him shoulder to shoulder facing ahead past Tomo's back so that his face would remain unseen.

" I suppose you no longer consider me human...as you say. You've seen me confused and angry. I've remembered a bit of my past... in case your curious."

[Sanada Tomo]

Tomo allowed himself to laugh. "I never considered you Human, Arashi; I just needed the time to figure out what you actually were, since you seemed to have difficult time deciding for yourself. Now, I suppose, we shall both find the answer. What is this revelation about your past?"

The Yami-ou decided not to say anything about Arashi's comments about sticking by him. It was probably a difficult decision considering that they had only met not even a few days ago, and that anything that he could say in addition to Arashi's own comments would make it a bit worse.

[Machimachi--Group Account]

Kilara had not yet left the Karrasi, but she had risen with her companions and watched them exit the door.

Her form would not fit in such a small place, so she could not change here. She was a small Dragon, but was something that these smaller Humans still considered to be large.

She didn't know what it was about this Human bartender and cook that fascinated her, but she did not simply ignore her instincts and leave. She wanted to talk to this young man. To see where his heart was. To see if he was a waste of time. Many of the other creatures she knew had already told her that Humans were horrible. She did not want to make so quick a judgment.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

Zeshin returned to the bar to find the bar empty, except for the petite woman with silver hair standing near on of the tables he bused earlier in the evening. This was the very same woman that Zeshin seemed to resonated with for some unknown reason, the sense of familiarity increasing with every step he took toward her. Besides the overwhelming sense of deja-vu that seemed to permeate Zeshin's thoughts, he was quite captivated by the grace and beauty the sterling hair maiden exuded effortlessly. Yet there was a certain sadness about her, Zeshin sensed this earlier and tried to act as cordial as possible while taking her order, but with the unexpected volume of patrons that evening, he had been unable to reestablish communication with her. Assuming the Inu-jin had left after using the restroom, Zeshin walked toward her hoping to strike up a conversation.

His heart racing because of the feeling he felt grow with every step, Zeshin's usually clear mind was clouded, "Why do I feel as I know her from somewhere?" Zeshin mused to himself, looking around to ensure he was alone with her. He finally reached the table where she stood. Blushing profusely, Zeshin cleared his throat, "I didn't see you leave with you friends, was there anything else I could do for you, and um... oh yeah, have we like met before?"Zeshin said scratching his head and laughing nervously.

[Machimachi--Group Account]

"Perhaps in another lifetime," Kilara said wistfully. It might have been true; but she did not remember him from any direct meetings or introductions. Even so, he inspired a feeling of hope in her. "I am only here to make sure that you well know that you are indeed unique. You have a stunning aura, something the likes of which I haven't seen in many Humans. You are one of only a few, not even a clawful," she said, moving towards the door. "While I have to leave with my companions, I must advise you to cherish the thing that I see in you. There are many temptations and tragdies in the world and I...would like to have the solace that your unique nature is not wasted."

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

Zeshin smiled at hear words, she was very kind yet cryptic, speaking in terms almost too deep for the simple bar hand to comprehend. As she walked away, Zeshin called out to her, "Please, before you go, what is your name..." he cried as he made his way to the door to see her off, only to slip on a puddle of Dragon Ale he missed during his cleaning the tavern, falling face first onto the floor, looking up at the silvery beauty before she walked out the door.

[Machimachi--Group Account]

She said with a smile as she watched the clumsy youth, "I am called Kilara."

Now that she was halfway out of the door, she could afford to change. No different than the transformation of her other comrades, her creature form was a reflection of her Mortal, her bright, white Dragon's scales shining in the light of the Moon outside. Only a portion of her wing actually poked through the door to the Karrasi, and she pulled it out, craning her neck through to help nudge the kitchen boy up with her nose before she turned in the other direction, stepping away from the establishment so that she wouldn't do any damage as she took flight, her silhouette dark against the bright beams of the moon.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

Zeshin was awestruck at the sight of the sterling woman's transformation. It was on of the most beautiful things he'd ever seen, his heart beat nearly audible outside his body. Zeshin ran outside the tavern to catch a glimpse of her in flight, her wings radiating off of the moonlight, "Wow..." Zeshin said to himself, nearly speechless at the sight of a Dragon, "A real Dragon..." Zeshin thought to himself.

Now beaming, feeling nothing could top that for tonight Zeshin walked back inside the bar to finish his chores, his mother standing at counter, "Where have you been Lak-el?" she asked, smiling inquisitively.

"Seeing the last of the customers off mom." Zeshin said, still smiling from the sight of something he'd only heard of in myth and legend in his small hamlet town.

"I see..." Maia replied, noticing his smile, "Bar the door sweetheart, I think its safe to say were closed.” she finished, locking down the liquor cabinet. Zeshin made his way over to the door to grab the rebar, and before he could mount it into place, the door flew open wildly, knocking Zeshin down, as five men walked into the bar, all brandishing various weapons.

“We’re closed!” Zeshin said angrily, as the men seemingly ignored him and walked up to the bar where his mother was. “Are you deaf man, WE’RE CLOSED?” Zeshin said louder.

“We don’t care now do we boy, now mind your tongue or lose it.” The largest of the men said, all of them erupting into laughter. The large man then proceeded to focus on Maia, “Well hello their lovely, mind rousing up some drinks for me and the lads, on the account of talking to that rude whelp on the ground has got me throat all dry now.” The big man said, his four comrades snickering in the background.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

“That whelp is my son, and he’s right we’re closed.” Maia said dispassionately, locking the liquor cabinet in plain sight of the group. “See it’s all locked away so there is nothing to pour for you.” Maia said, smiling sarcastically at the rude man.

“Fine bitch, instead drinks fork over all the gold you got in this pisshole!” the man said reaching over the counter to grab Maia by her shirt.

“Put my mother down now!” Zeshin said arising to his feet, charging angrily toward the largest man, who held his mother in the air.

“Down whelp, I’m not done with her yet, I’ve only begun.” The large man said as he pulled out a sharp broadsword, stopping Zeshin in his tracks. The rest of the group followed suite, unsheathing and grabbing their weapons as the robbery continued.

“Run Zeshin, get out of here!” Maia cried out, as she was hit in the stomach by the brute, causing a small stream of blood ran down her mouth.

Zeshin began to assess the situation, the large man held his mother, and he was surrounded by a group of men that all held weapons, seemingly poised to attack he on the big man’s orders if he caused any trouble. Realizing he was outnumbered and outmatched Zeshin began to back away.

“Run son…” Maia said softly, still reeling from the blow to her stomach.

“Shut up and get us the gold, and I promise we won’t mess you up too bad.” The big man said, the whole group bursting into laughter.

Zeshin then stopped dead in his tracks, “I have to stop them--I have to try…” Zeshin said to himself. Realizing the sword he hid from his mother was outside; Zeshin ran out the bar to retrieve it, causing more laughter from the group.

“See bitch, no one can help you, and your own son has abandoned you, give us the gold now!” the large man said as he shook Maia violently. “Come back little boy, we promise to be nice.” One of the other men called out, continuing his laughter.

Outside, Zeshin began to rummage through the pile he placed his sword in earlier. Finally finding his rusty training sword Zeshin stood, a look of determination upon his face, “I’m coming mom. Those scumbags will pay for this…” he said, ready to go back into the bar and risk his life to save his mother’s.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

Several minutes had past after the vagabonds seemingly scared Zeshin out of the bar."Hey boss I think the lady's out of it, think we can have some fun with her now that the punk kid of hers is gone." The small man closest to the door said twirling his knives.

"The money first, wake up whore, I ain't done with ya yet." the large man hold Maia said as he began to shake her violently.

"Hey Haor don't damage her too bad, we'll need her in one piece before we tear her to piec......" the small man uttered, before the flat edge of the rusted sword Zeshin swung at his head made contact, sending him to the ground with a loud thud, his knives hitting the floor soon after.

"Put my mom down now you scum, or I swear to Mahatub I'll tear your throat out!" Zeshin said nervously as he held up his rusted training sword to the group of men.

"Shut up boy, you ain't gon do nothing, get em' boys!" Hoar bellowed giving the commoand for his remaining bandits to attack Zeshin. As they proceed to move in, Zeshin nervouly tried to hold up his, but looking at the brigade of advancing thugs, Zeshin felt as if there was nothing he could do.

"After we skin ya alive boyo we're gonna have a right good time with that mum of yours." A slender man holding a longsword said as the group got closer."

Listening to the man's words, Zeshin looked at his mother being held hostage, and then courage seemed to swell inside of him. As he looked at the encroaching group of ruffians, he no longer feared the repercussions of the actions he was preparing to take engaging this group of men, only one thought permeated his thoughts, rescuing his mother from the clutches of the oaf that manhandled her so violently.

As Zeshin stood, he held his sword tighter, more firm, his blade however rusty, now guided by the drive to protect what was most important. As Zeshin assumed the stance that Peteo attempted to instill in his teachers over and over, one of the overzealous members of the group commenced to attack Zeshin, the two of them clashing swords as the others continued their advanced.

Then from the back, near the restroom a voice sliced through the tension saturated air. "Four on one doesn't seem fair to me Haor, I think I'll make this more even." Issac said, holding his chin and sword, seemingly appearing at the most opportune time, his surprise appearance bringing an abrupt cessation to all activity in the bar.

[Mishiranu Arashi]

[[sorry my reply took so long...]]

Arashi smiled slightly, he had already tied his mind to traveling with Tomo and this worried him. He trusted Tomo too much for them to be so newly acquainted. His own awkwardness aside he felt perhaps his instinct had taken him to the right source..sticking with Tomo may be the only way he'd find out more of what he knew. He would tell her all he remembered..which went back to his family.

"My memories..they returned in the time that I spent in the back of that beast's mind. I came to realize that my body felt possessed in that state. it was not me in control..not me at all. And in the memories of that creature came the memories I have reclaimed."

He looked up to Tomo nervously, noticing a group barge into the closing shop as he spoke..then taking note of the fact that this may not be a place to tell secrets.

"Well..maybe we should continue this discussion in a different place Tomo-sama. Not to mention something interesting is happening.."

He pointed to the tavern as the young barkeep sprinted out of the door searching for something..the boy found the object and rushed back into the tavern.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

“Hiring morons now Hoar, well at least your keeping like company now.” Issac said, smiling as he stood in the silence he created.

"Issac..." Hoar said as he spat on the floor, his voice full of contempt. "I thought I left you for dead flea bag."He continued, tossing Maia to the side, holding his broad sword with one hand.

“MOM!!!” Zeshin cried out, breaking the stupor placed on everyone by Issac’s appearance. As Zeshin raised his sword high, he caught his distracted opponent off guard, pushing away the other man’s blade while releasing one hand off the hilt of his rusted sword, Zeshin took advantage of the situation and delivered a vicious right cross to the man’s face, causing him stagger as Zeshin ran past him, attempting to meet Hoar.

“Bastard…” the man hit by Zeshin said as he tripped the boy, Zeshin falling to the bar floor, dropping his sword. As the man raised his arm to strike the boy down where he lay, Issac took what seemed like 3 steps forward, and was airborne, descending upon the other 2 men. As he came down Issac unsheathed his long sword and feinted an attack at the first man who blocked by raising his sword to his head, only to have the scabbard of Issac’s sword forcefully crack him is his ribs, knocking the wind out of him sending him to the floor. As the second man turned around to see his comrade struck down, he attempted to charge Issac, but missed as Issac effortlessly sidestepped him, guiding the ruffians’ clumsy sword in the opposite direction with his scabbard, following through as he struck the man on the top of his head with the bottom of his sword, and in all but 5 seconds both Issac’s opponents were defeated.

“What the…” The man who tripped Zeshin said, but before he could turn around his legs were clipped from beneath him by the flat edge of Issac’s sword, causing him to fall flat on his back. Before he could attempt to raise his head, he was struck back down as Issac swung his scabbard down, crashing in to the man’s forehead, knocking him out cold, as Issac walked past.

“Stay there boy, this will be over in a second.” Issac said calmly as he walked toward the bar. “I knew you’d be he tonight Hoar, you don’t cover your tracks well, you left a trail of robbed establishments, so when I healed up you we’re pretty easy to track.”

“Not a step closer or I’ll open this bitch’s throat!” Hoar said, holding his sharp broad sword as Maia’s throat, a small trickle of blood ran down her neck where the edge of the blade pierced her skin.

Issac stopped dead in his tracks, looking directly in Hoar’s eyes, “You fight dirty Hoar, I think I’ll clean up your act permanently.” Issac said spinning his sword and assuming a rigid fighting stance, his feet perpendicular to each other as he now held his sword in both hands, twisting his arms so that the hilt was near his face, his blade toward his opponent.

Hoar pressed his sword against Maia’s neck, causing her to groan in pain as a sick smile spread across his face.

“STOP IT NOW!!!” Zeshin said as he rose to his feet, his anger consuming his otherwise pleasant disposition. Clenching his teeth and fists, Zeshin was enraged; the few lights in the bar began to burst from the sudden spike in energy. As Zeshin stood there behind Issac, that air around him rose in temperature. His breathing now heavy, smoke began rising from his hands, his eyes, once blue now cataract, focused on Hoar’s blade.

The sound of sizzling meat began to come from Hoar direction, his blade becoming hotter by the second. Maia moaned in pain as the heat began to blister her skin. “ARGHH!!!” Zeshin roared, in what sounded like two voices, the two tables near him burst into flames; Hoar tossed his blade, becoming too hot for him to hold. As he reached for a smaller sword on his waist, Zeshin sprinted toward him with total disregard.

“Wait boy!” Issac cried out, running behind Zeshin to intercept him, but Zeshin could not hear, his rage boiling over he ran toward Hoar at a faster pace, his speed increasing with each step. As Zeshin got close he tried to grab the large and imposing man, his hand now engulfed in flames, but was ran through with the short sword Hoar held.

“Foolish whelp.” Hoar said he swung his sword, tossing Zeshin across the bar, the reckless boy crashing into a table and chairs.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

Zeshin flew across the bar at a nice speed, crashing into both tables and chairs, struggling to get up, his gapping wound bleeding profusily. Eventually the injuries proved to be greater than the boy's resolve, and he collapsed on the floor hyperventilating.

Ducking under the boy projectile launched at him, Issac took the opportunity to leap in the air and sheathed his sword as he flew towards an unsuspecting Hoar. With uncanny precision, Issac unsheathed his sword with all the speed, and accuracy of an Iaido swordsman, in close before he landed at Hoar's feet, the brute's hand that held the very same sword he just previously ran the foolish boy through with was now in the air. Hoar cried out in pain, dropping Maia onto the floor behind the counter. "Your finished!" Issac said delivering a swift blow to the chin of Hoar, causing him to stumble backwards and flip over the counter of the bar.

Looking down to see if the woman he just rescued was alright, Issac knelt to aid her, "It's okay madam, I've got you." Issac said, sounding very reassuring.

"My son... is he alright..." Maia said weakly, attempting to touch the fresh burn marks on her neck, recoiling in pain as her hand gently brushed against them. "I feared this day would come..." she continued, tears began to form in her eyes.

"Umm... just exactly what is happening here..." Issac said, helping Maia to her feet, his back turned toward the bar.

"My son, his father was..." Maia said before screaming as the maimed oaf attempted to reach for her, now standing on his feet. Issac attempted to respond to her scream but realized his sword was on the ground. Pushing Maia away, Issac took the brunt of Hoar's blow sending him crashing into the half closed liquor cabinet at the bar, momentarily stunning him.

Before could land another blow, there was a flash of light that originated near the boy's crash site, and in an instant the area near the bar's temperature shot up by several degrees. Before Hoar knew it, he was engulfed in flames, fanatically running around the bar, trying his hardest to extinguish the fire that covered him from head to toe. Soon the air was filled with the smell of burning hair, flesh, and leather, and as Maia watched in horror at what sick twist of fate had befallen the savage that had so wantonly abused her this evening, nothing was more terrifying than the sight of her seventeen year old son at this moment.

Zeshin was no longer himself, given in to his anger in a desperate attempt to protect his mother had left him changed to say the least, screaming a guttural howl as the fire he seemed to be generating surrounded him. His hair wild, blowing from the energy that was pouring from his body, his eyes focused on his target, Hoar, now cataract, canines exposed from his open mouth, the boy looked more beast than man. In the place he stood the debris he landed on was reduced to cinders, Zeshin's anger seemed to be fueling the flames that engulfed Hoar, his hands clenched, dripping blood that seem to burn before hitting the ground, Maia watched as the hole that was in her son's side miraculously began to seal itself. Hoar, still burning violently, ran outside the bar, leaving frightful Maia, a stunned Issac and a combustible Zeshin in the bar, along with the ruffians, abandoned by their leader, now too scared to even move.

"AAAAAAAAAAAARRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Zeshin hollered, shaking uncontrollably.

[Zeshin Lak-el Ury]

The ruffian gone, and his minions terrified, all inside Karrasi would have been well, if not for the potential horror that had yet to ensue as Zeshin stood in the middle of the bar, generating much heat, the floor beneath him scorched, the tables blistering and cracking around him, he shook violently as his skin began to stretch, still convulsing as he stood there, still not in possession of his mental faculties. Hyperventilating, Zeshin's eyes began to dilate, and it would appear a transformation of sorts was imminent.

Regaining his senses, Issac stood fully erect, looking at the boy, unsure of what he had gotten himself into, he retrieved his sword of the floor, "What is going here madam, what is wrong with your son?" He asked Maia, clutching the handle of his sword, unsure of what to make of the scene before him.

"Nothing is wrong with him, I don't have time to explain it now, stop him from destroying the bar and himself and I will tell you everything." Maia said, looking at Issac, her eyes filled with concern for her son.

"And how am I supposed to do that, you saw what her just did to Hoar, he looked at him, screamed and the guy Burst into flames, I'm not sure I can stop him and make it out with both of us alive." Issac said, looking for more detail from the woman, unwilling to bring great harm to the boy.

"He hasn't transformed completely, you should be fast enough to land a blow rendering him unconscious." Maia said running to sink to fetch a pail.

"And how am I supposed to do that without getting scorched..." Issac said as he was unexpectedly splashed with water.

"It will take a little longer for you to sustain any burns soaking wet, giving you enough time to stop him." Maia said. "Quickly, he beginning to phase!" she yelled.

Zeshin was now on all fours, howling in pain as he grasped the floor as his muscles began to bulge, his eyes now a reptilian form, gold iris and black pupil. Taking the initiative, Issac leaped over the counter and head for the boy. Zeshin's now acute hearing perceived his footsteps as the boy stood on his feet and let loose another pillar of fire from his mouth, Issac seemingly disappearing into the fire. The flames shot past the advancing swords man and headed toward the bar, Maia screaming as she dove out of harms way.

"MOTHER!" Zeshin said in a distorted, bestial voice as he reached out his hand in the direction of Maia as Issac appeared right behind him, his robes only slightly burned. Before the now sluggish Zeshin, his heat generated now dying down significantly, could turn and face the interruption, Issac laid a quick succession of blows to the boy's crown, forehead, and chest with hilt of sword, causing him to crumple to his knees, passing out completely.

When Maia regained her composure, she began to walk over to her son. Kneeling to stroke his hair, she looked up to Issac with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, I couldn't have stopped him alone. I prayed this day would never come, but it has, help me to put him in his room, there I will explain everything I can." Maia said to Issac, her tears dropping on Zeshin's face.

Scratching his chin Issac retrieved the sheath of his sword from the ground, "Ok, I'll help you." Issac said reluctantly as he knelt to help lift the boy. The previously terrified minions were now trying to escape, stealthily attempting to exit the bar, "Don't move chumps, I haven't forgotten about you, stay put or end up like you boss, I can track your stench anywhere so don't budge." Issac said lifting the boy as the men scurried out of the bar quickly, "Dammit, there goes my bounty, oh well, I'll catch them later." He said as he and Maia carried the boy of to his room. Zeshin, still unconscious, was not aware of the totality of today's events. This busy night at Karrasi would forever change him, setting him up for the path he would follow until his last days. Upon awaking, Zeshin life will never be the same again