Paul and Olivia walked almost side by side, she was a step or two ahead of him.

The street, if you could call it that, seemed too big for the 30 people who walked there, their faces showing loss and grief, whispers of the strange man when he walked by them. The buildings were messy and rushed, those of wood kept not old and others of brick were sloppy with the mortar in place it shouldn't be and damaged with scratch marks , most of the people were chubby and had goblin meat hanging out of their mouths.

Olivia turned to Paul and said in a hush tone “the reason I don't want you to go to that manner is because it is said to be haunted by spirit”, she said getting a bit close to him, and in doing so I got a better look at her face, unlike before i didn't just glance at it but looked.

Olivia had a narrow face with sharp eyes that gazed into the soul of whoever she looked at. Olivia's wings sat on her back big and glorious.

Her wings were white with green and purple stripes, the white in them looked ethereal, green looked to complement the purple. “oh how haunted are we talking, have there been any murders there” he managed to say after peeling his eyes away from her.

Olivia stopped, looked at him and said ” if there were any the church would have come and exorcised any ghost or unholy thing there”. Paul looked in her green eyes and said “ your dad would do that if so then why hesitate him”.

Olivia with a slightly scrunched face said to Paul “no, no the church of knowledge wouldn't do that the holy church would, and it's all hearsay if there was any kills then it would've been take care of, but if there is a ghost there then I would hate for you to be the first victim”.

Paul felt a cold touch from the nape of his neck to his lower back slowly, he said flustered and with a shaky voice “yea but there's probably on proof so its ok, I am a lot stronger than that to die from a measly ghost”.

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Olivia had turned around and couldn't see Paul to tell that goosebumps had appeared all over him. Continuing walking Olivia said to him “ yea but last time I had to save you from certain death this time you won't be so lucky I fear”

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When they got to the building that was at least 4 stories but had a oppressive air to it as if to suffocate anything that dared try to walk in it, The doors were massive double doors that looked at least 9 ft tall , Paul pushed to open them but even with his new found strength founded it to be a bit harder then he had expected and walked to a woman who was sitting at a table she had light green skin and her ears here pointed and maybe more then 8 foot and there were three others sitting off to the side of the room in waiting and they looked like her although the man looked to be only 6-7ft.

“Hi, we're here to talk with William” Olivia said to the clerk who had been sitting at the desk writing something down. Paul felt oppressed by her tusk sticking out her mouth that had to be a foot long. The clerk spoke with a booming voice, deep and powerful .” oh Olivia green come William has been you two waiting” They walked down an oppressed corridor stopping when the clerk did,

*knock knock*

“Yes come inside”

William was sitting there with a cigar hanging out his mouth and with a puff of smoke he said to them “ I was told by James that you would come here to show me something that is going to be interesting so do show me what might be” William said before taking another draw.

“Yea I have it here” Paul said, taking off his watch and showing William, the watch of silver and gold it had a bit of damage, it had been worn down over time with use.

William grabbing the watch after Paul put it on the table”it's something special the mechanisms on the inside will be useful to the alchemist up top so i'll give you 30 gold for it”

Paul looked over to Olivia and asked her “is that a good price”. Olivia, who had been waiting for Paul to talk with William, said, “yes it'll get you 30 days of food and some extra” Olivia said.

“Then I'll take it” Paul said, all too eager to get what he wanted and out of this place that felt like he didn't belong. They looked down the oppressed corridor and left. Paul turned to Olivia and asked “So where do you think I can get supplies? I'll be heading out by tomorrow”. "We'll go back to the market, Things should be cheap”.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him along with her “come come the sun will set in a few hours but i have hunting to do in the afternoon and after that you'll be heading out”.

“Paul didn't I tell you not to get that egg, it's not a “chicken” it's a fagri jipci” Olivia said as she looked at the red with white egg Paul was clutching to his chest.