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with the roleing sun rise Sang Feu's eyes flutter briskly as a small beam of light shimmers directly on his eyes. Keeping them shut he breathes in deeply as his hole body moves slightly under his covers. As his voice comes back to haunt him; he pushes himself out of bed and walks over to a small cross made of inch thick sticks that hold his clothes. Takeing his shirt he drapes it over his chest and heads out side. still battleing the sting of the morning sun on his eyes he walks for a little bit. Getting to a small pool of water he keeps for his fields he washes his face as the sounds of the port ring softly in his ears. "Just a nother day." he comments as he grabs his hat form its hook near the water. "Better get the seads grounded, or ill miss my harvest." smiling lightly to himself he walks down a small hill and grabs a shovle with a pick hidden on the back side for pokeing sead holes. As he shoves the thin slab of metal int the dirt his day begins with a small wistle of the first ship setting sail.

With a soft sigh Sang looked back to his meal and shortly after it finished he sucked it down in minuets. Makeing sure the fire was out completly he stands up and heads back out side sewing the seads he had left for the seasion. With the ports buzzing like a bee hyve he could have guesst their was ether a grand catch or a nother ship lost to the sea. Shakeing the tomb of emoctions that seamed to be flowing form the water and the thoughts roleing around in his head he walks back into his home. with the sun setting as rain clouds starting to role back into hte sky. "It looks like its was my last day for this." he comments as the winds pick up a little bit bringing the salt form the sea into the air. "what a perfect night its going to be." he commetns as he ducks into his home gatheirng up a few knives, his bow, and a rope stuffed into a large sack. "The spires were crule to me last time, i wouldent want to test their wrath today." headding across the shores to a small watering hole near the river he set up camp waiting for the night life to come for their first drink. Sitting down on a small pile of rocks he strings his bow and begins to sharpen out an arrow.

As the bull came closer he drew back on his bow getting it as tight as he dared with out snapping the wood he carved it out of. Just a bit closer he pleads the animal look him square in the eyes gorwing stiff and silent giveing a few of the mules a stir. Crap letting the bolt louse Sang emedatly droped his bow and grabed a small sharpened stak next to this leg as he bolts out of the bushing forceing the buck to rear up just as the bolt struk in his lower chest. Caseing the creature for a few minuets is finaly stops and lies down to rest. Stopping his hot persute a few hundred yards away from the thing he starts creeping closer trying to force his breath soft and quiet as his bosy raged for air. Just a bit closer he comments as his foot steps on a large stone that roled a little bit causeing him to fall flat on his face scaring the mule away as it ran in a long and defiant call. " God.... Mother.... You have got to be kidding me! he bursts into the forest as he gets to his feet wanting to chace the meal running from him but knowing its gone. Sighing his anger away he looks back to the stone that had made him trip. A soft blue and black rock looking more like a small bolder than anything glowed softly with a few parcels of moon light shimmering down from the trees. "What the..." he whiseprs to himself quietly as he walks over to it. Scrapeing out the edges he works it free from the grave like state it was consumed in, carrying it in his arms over to his hideing spot he starts washing the dirt off the stone. "Well its not food, but it can help me in my fields" he commetns remembering that his personal field needed a way for it to be makred. "Better rest before the sun get up." he commetns as he stashes the rock into his meat bag, tying the top closed he lies on his back with his bow unstrung and lashed with a small makeshift roof over his head as the rians start to fall around him and his shelter.

"Halt!"

((Ack...what is your name!!)

A man in armor on a horse stood behind Sang eyeing carefully, "Where are you from boy."

The man on horse had about twenty soldier behind him that were now beginning to fan out around Sang. Their hand rested on the hilts of their swords waiting for their Commander orders.

"I will not ask again boy," shouted the Commander angrily at Sang.

"Teirm huh," repeated the Commander.

The Commander looked at his men and nodded his head. Two soldier advanced on Sang and gave his bag, while two others advanced to his front incase he started something.

The commander smiled, "why do we take a look at what you got in your bag..."

As if on cue the Commander turns white at the sight of rock. He quickly recovers and shouts at his men, "Subdue him...IMMEDIATELY!"

The soldiers rush Sang, swords drawn!