"
is he going to be okay?"
"i… i think so"
"levi…"
Devon heard people arguing as he faded in and out of consciousness
"how could you…"
"should i have let him die?"
"i… that's not what i'm saying"
"then what the hell are you saying!"
"you could have died, did you take into consideration how i would feel if you died?"
"garcia…"
"did you? What if…what if you had died?huh?"
He blinks and his vision clears,garcia and levi are standing in the middle of the room talking, jonas is fiddling with a pendant, clearly he doesn't want to be here
regrets it as he hears something break guy's!!!" jonas shouts interrupting them and gestures to Devon "devon, are you okay?" garcia asls hurrying over to his bedside "yeah..." Levi just stares at devon before excusing himself "you're lucky levi got to you in time" "i am" "how are you feeling" "good " "i'm sorry" jonas says looking down "what for?" devon asks "i wasn't there, you could have been killed and all i did was run" "it's okay" Jonas sniffs and devon realizes he's crying "it was stupid of me to fight " "and reckless" garcia adds "all i do is run,while the people i care about fight " jonas says as tears roll down his cheeks "jonas..." "and die " "i'll uh give you guys some time "garcia says and leaves the room "if i had fought..." "we both would have ended up here" devon says and they both chuckle i'm sorry" jonas says and sniffles "hey,it's okay" "no, it's not..." "how about this, we could uhm train together, you'd learn to fight if...that's what you want" " you would?" "yeah, what are friends for?" "thank you " jonas says and hugs devon "ugh" devon groans "oh, sorry" "it's okay, so where are we?" "the walled city" "we made it…" "yeah" Devon stands from the bed and puts on his simple tunic "they want to see us" "who?" "the council" "oh, well there's no time like the present" "I'll go get levi and garcia " "you do that" Jonas leaves the room and devon looks around for his coin pouch " i could use some food right about now" he says to himself and sighs After five minutes of an unsuccessful search he gives up and decides to check his stats *SCAVENGER lvl 1 Health :20 Strength :2 Agility :6 Endurance :1 Vitality : 0 Intelligence : 1 Wisdom : 1 Willpower : 0 Personality:1 Combat technique : 5 Observation : 1 Exp : 915 Skills Camouflage lvl 1 Stealth lvl 1 Tracker lvl 1 Sixth sense lvl 1* Devon yawned as he stretched, he head still ached but he wanted to know what the council(a group of the most influential people in the walled city) wanted from them, he walked to the window and looked out, there are people walking around,stalls line either side of the street,reminding him of the merchant district in elsthem, there are two slaves pulling a cart full of fruits and devon clenches his fist remembering how not long ago he was like them, he looks down at his orphan mark and sighs, in this kingdom, the orphans and the slaves where the lowest class of people, he was just glad he had gotten another class when he had ran away, although a low class, he was grateful to whatever gods there were for it... It wasn't right, he sighs again, The door is thrown open and devon turns, there are two soldiers standing by the door and a dwarf walks into the room "devon laire?" "huh?" "the council will see you now" Devon starts to take a step forward when a rope is thrown over his head and begins to tighten around his neck, he elbows his attacker, again and again Health - 2-2-1-3-4 Strength 1 Combat technique 1 The rope slackens and he twists and throws his attacker off him, someone elbows him and he keels, he is lifted off the ground and thrown onto a wooden stool. He tries to stands but can't, his vision blurs and the last thing he sees is the white of the ceiling…