You walked down the a path at night, enjoying the moonlight overcast as you walked home. You had to pass by the vacant market square on the way there to reach your home. Or so you thought it was vacant.

as you walked down the path, prince Cesar noticed you pass by him once he felt air brush by his arms.

“Whither art thou going? Doth thee naught knoweth yond 'tis dangerous to be going about hither?” He straightened up his expensive soecially sewn silky cloth clothing.