As the evening sun was blazing in the blue cloudless sky above a sprawling city, a city reminiscent of what we might consider "Medieval Europe" a grey city, a dull city with cobbled streets and a lively populace , merchants peddling their wares and citizens haggling for better prices everything seemed to be as normal… Although.
On the street know to the locals as Merchants Way there was a noisy commotion out with the ordinary noise of the day, A young and some would say handsome man running through the crowd bobbing , weaving and pushing bystanders out of his path, he looks to be in the range of 6ft-6ft 2 inches with flowing chestnut locks and piercing blue eyes as deep as the Kraken's Western Sea ,dressed in a tattered white tunic and threadborne black breeches with worn scuffed brown leather boots.
As the young man was evading the foot traffic a small distance following him was 4 city watchmen dressed in a light grey equipped with a thick leather cuirass, an iron half helm and wielding short spears and iron studded kite shields were bellowing, "MAKE WAY CITY WATCH", "HALT LAWBREAKER".
The young man looked over his shoulder with a devilish smirk on his face as he watched the always too heavily equipped guardsmen slowly fall away, he turned into an alleyway to his right and swept his right hand that was raised over his head down to the ground as he whispered "Leap" and as the watchman turned onto the alleyway what they saw stunned them the man they were in pursuit of flew into the sky and landed on the rooftop of the alleyway buildings and he bounded of out of their reach, what stunned them wasn't the use of Arcane Arts it was, the Guard Sergeant turned to his subordinates and said "why would one capable of using the arcane be nothing but a petty thief ", the other guardsmen dumbfounded and wide eyed slowly shook their heads, as no answer could come to them.