50th Ashan 718
The trial had still been young, but when he rose from his state of deep sleep and left home Mercedes heard something unusual. “Where Is she!? The child is missing! We have no clue where she is!” The sorcerer cocked an eyebrow, as the man charged down the street. There were multiple people who lived in the area that heard the panicked man scream and run. Black clad in his leather attire, Mercy stepped forth only to follow the man that moved too swiftly to be tracked. Rather than give chase; The sorcerer asked one of the bystanders as opposed to wasting the excess energy.
“Someone please explain to me what the fuck I just watched happen? Why did that poor man run away screaming like a little shit? Does anyone have an explanation or do I have to do further investigation myself? The immortals themselves know that the elements damn sure will not do anything to assist you all!” The sorcerer spoke aloud without so much as a hint of shame or fear in his voice. He certainly was not above killing a few men that kidnapped children. More often than not people demonized him, and viewed him as an antagonist. When in reality protagonists were typically far more tyrannical and evil than antagonists.
An “evil” man may perform an action because he wants to change the dynamic of how something works. Whereas a “good” man has a tendency to do nothing beyond following the orders barked by a higher ranking official. The evil, and “Bad people” were seen as horrid because they went against the opinion of the vast majority. Therefore everyone, criminals, murderers, rapists, and thieves alike were justified to perform their actions in some form or another. However, in the case of a child being kidnapped there were no feasible justifications.
“Ye' I can tell ya' what happened. Some child with rich parents got fuckin' snatched up by some gnarly bastards this e're mornin'. You'v got'ta fin'd em' 'efore the lass dies yeah? Only 'easn someon'd take a kid is for th' ransom they could get by kidnappin em'.” Spoke the bystander equipped with a flour-ridden robe in a tall hat which indicated he was a local cook of some sort. Finally, Mercedes got the answer he wanted along with an explanation. From what he could understand of the ill-spoken common the child had been rich. Perhaps, it belonged to a Merchants guild member and they needed a quick way to make nel.
However, based on a previous experience with “The Kennels”; The Merchants Guild had quite a few mercenaries at their disposal. They were the richest of the rich in scalvoris; as far as Mercedes knew. He needed to find that child, and quickly; so that he could perhaps collect the ransom himself. If he had the opportunity to be a “hero”, and steal from the kidnapper himself that would be golden. Yet, something in the back of his mind continuously told him to make an exit. Had his subconscious been correct, or had his decision to investigate been a mistake? Mercedes set out on foot to find out for himself.
