Chapter 75 - Chapter 75: Trouble at the square

The pale grey light of dawn did'nt do much too warm the dormitory. It was a cold thin light that seeped through the shutters illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. Kael sat up from his cot the movement smooth and precise internally but he crafted it too look sluggish a man rousing himself from a deep and troubled sleep. He let out a low groan rolling his shoulders as if they ached a perfect mimicry of human stiffness His optical sensors had been active for hours cataloging the city's waking sounds the rhythmic hammering from the blacksmith's forge across the square the creak of the well-wheel the distant overlapping calls of the morning watch. Now he allowed his eyes—those convincing synthetic orbs—to blink open slowly.