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It had been a good few months since Hiro had stepped foot in the Kingdom his father had raised him in. But it seemed that Pyrus hadn't changed much in that time. Same old charred streets and hot weather. It was a wonder that people actually came to visit such a hostile environment. It was always hot here after all, and there wasn't very much relief from the heat often. Not that if bothered Hiro though, being half Phoenix helped him deal quite well actually. However, the harsh dry did leave him craving the moist are on the beaches of the Water Kingdom.
Hiro wandered the streets of the town center, occasionally stopping at a stall to discuss how business was going in the town with a few men and women that had known his father well. They always gave him solid information, even if it rarely changed. Pyrus was the same as usual. Making the same hot foods, the same thin clothing, and the same dry haze that always seemed to cover the town. Hiro continued a little further into the town, eventually taking a seat at a food stand to enjoy a simple cheap meal.