*Ishmos had his long orangeish colored hair pulled back in a ponytail, and was wondering around in a forest with his little leather bag with all of his art stuff in hopes to find a beautiful plant or animal to draw*
Rich man: You Can't kill me! They will have your Head if you Lat a Hand on me
Allina: *Swings her Leg under The Man's Feet*
Rich man: *Falls On his Back* ACK!
Allina: *Sighs* I know..
He Is A Cruel man... Has slaves... He Barely Does anything By himself... He Starves and Beats the People who work for him... But ... Soon enough... His Past will come back to Bite him
Allina: You remind me Of My Brother.... You Care a lot ... You have scars that tell stories... And... He saved me like you did... But saving cost My Brother his Life....