A Night on the Town
Luviss Lutthase swam into regalia at about 8 in the morning, and became Louie. He spent the morning leisurely paddling in through the docks, picking up the occasional mollusk from the bottom of a ship. It had been a long winter away, but it was simply to cold to survive as your average street-rat during the cold Regalian winter. He learned many things while away, and he remembered his many attempts to find his lost tribe, failed attempts. The thought of this brought a tear to his eye as he returned to Regalia, the only place left for him to go. Before he knew it, he was down a long road to the tavern. But, he took his time, he had no place to be. He thought of his love, and what she had been up to. He thought of whether an Ovirran could ever make it with an ailor noble, nonetheless a smelly one from the other side of the sea. He stumbled into the bar and witnessed a whole ordeal. He spoke with a supposed mercenary about hunting. "Isn't it funny that when you are in the dark, the only thing you see is that what's chasing you?" he commented to the man, who seemed befuddled and bored. Then a man walked into the bar pondering morality of such an occupation, and a scuttle almost ensued between the two men. Though, through the entirety of the skirmish, Louie huddled in the corner, so much that he passed out. He noted with his last breadth of conscious, "It seems that the dark tavern had revealed that which was hunting the man." He thought of his love, how he was prowling, scavenging, and it was so light out, so she couldn't even see him. So, as he stumbled blindly into the night, he stared to the stars, and wondered what was left for Louie Louie in Regalia.
