[As usual the city of Essyrn is busy. People are shopping, betting on which slave will win in the coliseum or how long they will live, then there is also the usual slave trading happening in a few areas of the city. However none of that is where this tale shall begin at... And so we go to an area right outside the front gates where a person can be seen laying on the ground. Though if anyone was to approach them they would notice that the area seems to get colder the closer they get, which is why there are a couple other people relaxing a few yards from them.]
Laying with his hands behind his head Chrim lets out a yawn and speaks to himself. "I should have come here sooner... The temperature is perfect, the sun is nice and the ground feels great to lay on...." Chuckling slightly he then closes his eyes. "With how the day is I can finally relax without having to worry about anything..."
