Shaken hope.

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Timur puts he's belongings in his weaved bag..

As he rechecks everything..he nods as he closes it shut..

Since he wanted to deliver back an personal letter..he begins to sit on his desk and begins to write...

He then lastly closes his envelope and put it on a safe pocket place...

He grabs the weaved bag and wears it..and exits hes room.

He was met by his mother zerg smiling at him and hid little brother...having a pouting sulking face...

"I will head out now...Mother..brother.."

As he said these his brother ran up to him and highed him tight in the waist..

"Brother..dont go!!..who will got training with me..."hes brother sulks as he had teaes in hes eyes.

Timur sighs and places his hand on his brothers hair brushing it gently.."youll be alright without me..just do the usual things you do..that I i have taught you."

Erdene then nods as he slowly lets go of his brother.

"j-just...stay safe...who knows..what awaits you..out there.."his brother looks up to him with a worried gaze.

Timur smiles genuinely.. that if any person who saw this..they would fell for him.."Thank you..."

The City Ling's District was buzzling with different kind of zergs doing their own thing.

Which filled the city streets the shouts of  Vendors sellings..and small diners trying to scoup some customers..

Timur walks in a straight path without any distractions despite some of them trying to catch his attention..

Timur approaches the gates of the "Borderline of Dynasty Ling" behind the crowded lines of Merchants and Scholars.

As Timur held an wooden symbol with a string of grey...which was written..'Traveler.'

Why does he have this in his hand..well..its not that simple to just leave the Borderline without a reason...

As he Thanked his Father..one of the "Six Main Generals" of their Dynasty for this..

And with that..He waits in line under the afternoon sky.

As the line goes smaller and smaller..

Timur just waits...as afternoon turns dawn..

He didn't like the position he was in because..

He felt those female and males bulking eyes staring at him so menacingly..or that was what he thought. As he ignores them..

"Look at the handsome fella~..why don't you ask for his name!"

"Oh,really...im too shy.."

"I don't think you females have a chance with him.why not with me an scholar~."

"Uhm..sorry.. we'll pass.."

"He looks familiar..but i can't put a thought into it-"

*Commotion*

"Oi..why don't you face me you beauty...im not sure..w-why..hic..youre hiding your looks..but serve me.."

A drunk male  half-drunkingly spoke at a hooded merchant...

The hooded merchant shakes its head..

As everyone one whispers...and the guards slowly tries to stop the male zerg..trying to figure out what they should do with the drunk male..Timur decided to intervene.

Much to his dislike and fond of ignoring certain events like these..

Timur places a hand at a Mongolian soldier as he whispers..

When the Mongolian soldier heard what he whispered to him he nodded and thanked him as he bowed deeply.. indicating he was related to an higher position..

But only those who truly serve the Dynasty know this..so it wasn't a problem to Timur himself..

Before he went back to his line.. respectably..he wanted to check on the Hooded Merchant.

He approaches them as he stops in a right distance..

"Hello,i wanted to ask if you were fine.And wasn't hurt by him."

The Hooded Merchant shakes and spoke.."Im alright, thanks for your concern..if it wasn't for your intervene..that male would have break on the gurads grasp and hurt me..so i owe you my life." They spoke in gratitude.

Timur shakes his head."there's no need,just glad no one got hurt,then I'll excuse myself.."

Before he could head to his respectable line.The hooded merchant suddenly grabs onto my sleeves..

Anyone might think that Timur himself would be confuse and ask why they would grab onto him like that but...

At that Merchants point of veiw...they were terrified at what they had eye contacts with..

Timur held an poker face...not holding any emotions..as hes black woth hint of gray stare down at you..

Like you were devoured by the shadows..

As Timurs brows furrowed..

The merchant slowly lets go of his sleeves..

Anyone would be scared at his position..but

The hooded merchant..felt a shiver down their spine..but for some reason..they were amuse..as they left Timur alone..for now..hoping there paths..might meet..