Erolith walked down the streets of Haven, looking at and watching every single person he came across, he couldn't figure out how an empire or even a city could leave its people to rot and die in the streets like rats, even though he always believed the strong must survive over the weak this form of destitute, depravity and vulgarity is just unseemly, is this the empire that set the other races running? Walking down a side street Erolith sees two young boys bullying a small child of the same age, or maybe a bit younger, he watches as the two young bullies call the younger one names and push him about (this boy is weak, he means nothing if he was strong he would defend himself, he too will blow away in the ashes) a flash runs through Erolith's mind of a young elf boy, hair as black as obsidian and eyes as silvery white as newly formed clouds, just as he is about to focus on this image he snaps back to his current surroundings and is seeing the two boys beat up the little one, Erolith walks over to them pulls the two aside, burning with silvery blue Eldritch power, "You will leave, now" seeing the two run off Erolith turns to the boy, power leaving his body "they pick on you because you are weak, you must become strong," Erolith bends down to the small human boy fixing his clothes "but strength does not come from power alone, it also comes from overcoming obstacles and trials this world throws at you, do not let this city define who you are, take the freedom to become whoever you want to be" Erolith gives the small boy a gold piece and a small piece of paper with a lotus on it "keep this safe and when you need strength, remember this day and use everything you have to, to survive never give in and you will become stronger, come I will take you home." walking the young boy home, whose name turns out to be Jorden Withers, he leads Erolith into a number of side streets and alleyways, strange looks and opportunist glares seem to come from all over but with a quick flair of power these eyes quickly scurry away. The hovel looks dank, small and flowing with a thick smell of mold, "this is where you live" (the boy nods) walking the boy inside you would be hard pressed to tell the difference from the dirty alleyway and the interior of this home, it is hard to know if the boy has family or if he even lives with anyone but when Erolith looks inside there is no one inside, Erolith reminds Jorden of their conversation then takes his leave, on his way out Erolith takes out his crystal dagger closes his eyes then Eldritch energy burns and glows throughout his body sending any who would think about trying to steal from him to think twice, than Erolith begins to carve a small sigil of protection enclosed in a lotus on the side of his door. Erolith continues his travel to the White Horse Inn deep in thought, (why did I just do that? Why do these things ring louder than they did before and why did I remember that boy?) Erolith thinking heavily on everything since he came to this land he almost didn't recognize Boone talking to a man outside the White Horse Inn.
