Can anyone comprehend a greedy man's heart? Laris wasn't sure, and frankly, he had no interest in deciphering the mystery. However, being on the coastal side of Serendipity brought a vault of revelations. First: something sublime could also be horrid. The second didn't matter as much because Laris watched two pirates indulge in a verbal scuffle.
The dark silhouette of two men on the verge of a punch-out was enough to make the golden coastline seem bleak. And as the beaming sun rays showered down, Laris could smell the fume of sweat and rum ricocheting off the two. Nose twisting in a cautionary pinch, he smoothed out the creases in his pale gray robes. Always able to keep a level head, Laris couldn't help but feel...dreadfully annoyed at this encounter. Finally, a nuzzle from the sparrow on his shoulder freed the cleric from the gaze of the men. Instead, Laris's soft watch landed on the shadowy little creature roosting on his shoulder.
"Fear not, Liyo. I will find some information about this book. Fret not." He offered a gentle finger pat to the crown of the bird's head.
Liyo still didn't appear to be convinced. Defeatedly, the shadow sparrow puffed its chest out and released a disappointed sigh. Laris frowned at the gesture, realizing their efforts might have been in vain.
"Ge, get a look at em'. Boy over there talkin' to himself." The burlier man said to the scrawnier one. "Maybe he took it?"
Great, Laris thought. Now they've set their sights on me. Rolling up the sleeves of his robes, the cleric attempted to throw his most benevolent smile, but even the crystal blue sky seemed to sneer. Stepping toward the men, Laris adjusted the leather pouch at his side and kept the box secure. "I happened to be looking for someone. I fear I have not the foggiest idea of what you two could be referring to."
Another conversation erupted; this time, it was livelier than the other. The thick man with grizzle that stretched over his face, stopping at his ears, seemed to think someone had stolen his golden frog. Annoyance plastering over his features, Laris felt his bottom lip curve further to deepen the smile.
"Who could want a golden frog?" Laris said with a darkened gaze. "What could a golden frog possibly do? Except be gold. Greed is the first misconception of this world, gentleman," the last word coming out with extra venom.
"Maybe it was her?" The scrawnier one pointed a bony finger at a girl in the distance. "Let's go see."
