A Cage with no Exit | closed with darknesseye
As much as a place where Raven could have a clean start was nice, he couldn’t stay. There was business to take care of back in Altera, and the quicker he got back the better. Surely there was someone here that knew a way to get out. Nothing was impossible if you set your mind to it.
A nearby stranger caught his attention. He looked more out of place then the others, with his small height and weird hair. Perhaps he had some information to share, hopefully willingly. Walking over, Raven noticed bandaged arms. He would have to inquire later if the conversation went elsewhere.
"Excuse me, but how would one leave this place? My business here is minimal, and my business back home is of importance to me."
Raven took another look over the figure he had approached. Other then the height, hair, and bandaged arms Raven had noticed at first, he saw a sword, similar to the one he used personally, but made out of wood and without the ornaments, though the wooden one received had none of the extra pieces either.