Katsumi stopped dead in his tracks, pondering which way to turn to. Letting out an annoyed sigh, he tucked the package securely under his arm and looked around.
Navigating the streets had been easy earlier. But now the townsfolk had began pouring in the from the docks. Katsumi had trouble...
The Bartender eye'd him up and down, taking in his appearance before giving Katsumi a cheeky smile. Carefully wiping the glass in his hand, the client held his crimson gaze.
"White hair, crimson colored eyes and an aura of moodiness. What Rihan said...
Katsumi had grown tired of walking aimlessly around the city and had decided on the next best course of action. He approached a few Marines who were a bit too drunk for their own good.
"Hey, sorry to disturb. I'm looking for a place called the Golden Pub. Can you direct me towards there?"
After finally breaking through the crowd, Katsumi finally made his way into the city. Surprisingly to him, while still busy, the city turned out to be less congested than the port. Relief washed over Katsumi as he stood and ran his hand through his hair.
This makes the task of finding this...
"Geez, look at all of these people. I hate running Rihan's errands. I dont know how he always manages to convince me everytime."
Katsumi made his way casually through the docks, carefully taking in the new evironment while keeping an eye out for Rihan's client. It...