Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151117225651/@comment-29559990-20151129032200

Nacar passed through the Bazaar district, looking on at all the faces that past him by. This could be it. The last time he ever set foot in the district if he was caught.

He looked on at all the people who had given him dirty looks and coins. All the shopkeepers and all the beggars he had made aquaintences with. All the generous souls and all those who thought they'd steal from a blind man. And with one final sigh, he left that behind and went to the Port.