Chapter 2: 2 The Beggar
Such a serene morning it was. The birds were chirping and the trees swayed in the gentle wind as people haggled for goods in the streets below. Even this early the bazaar was lively as ever.
"Ma'am it is as if the jewelry was trailer made for you. Look at how it complements your beautiful eyes."
"Gentlemen, Ladies, gather around! I have with me the finest coats imported from the far north!"
"You over there, I can tell that we are strongly connected by fate. Come let's see what your future holds."
"These sweets will blow your mind. If you don't try one now at half price, you will regret it for your whole life!"
"If they're that good why do need to sell them at half price?" he muttered to himself. But... they looked so good. The old man couldn't help but gulp. But there was nothing he could do about it. He could only hope that the passerby would toss a half eaten piece his way.
Clenching his growling stomach, he grimaced I'm pain. One day I will have all the money in the world and I can enjoy however many sweets I want. With limits of course, I don't want to distroy my teeth, he added as a afterthought. As he was lost in thought...
"There you are old man!" a 10-year-old boy yelled. All eyes turned to the boy as he made his way over.
"Eh, the old beggar was there all along?! I didn't even see him!"
"Course you didn't. He's long mastered the art of blending in with the walls...by bathing in mud! Hahaha."
"I don't know why Kite even bothers with him. He's a lost cause."
"Eh? Didn't he save your sister from that 'incurable illness' last month?"
"Then he gambled away the money I paid him! He's hopeless even with his skills."
Kite ignored the whispers and went up to the old man, panting. "Where's that money we got last night?"
Feigning confusion, the old man responds,"What money?"
Exasperated he asked, "Don't tell me you used it up already?!"
"Well..."
"What do you mean 'well'?! That was 10 gold! Gold!"
"Relax kid. You're causing a ruckus. Besides it's just 10 gold," he says, rolling his eyes.
"Just? Just!" Kite would have continued if the old man did not cover his mouth with a thin, bony hand. He then proceeded to drag Kite away to a more secluded street.
"Now, now, if you want to make up for that you have to find me a targe... patient. A patient."
Pushing his hand away, Kite snorted but still said, "The Lin family from the East is here."
The old man's eyes lit up. "Go on."
"Their Patriarch is ill. He's been coughing up blood for months now." Perfect.
"But..."
"But?" He was worried now. Was he going to lose an opportunity to make money?
"They already found a healer and are just here to look for a certain ingredient."
"Then why tell me about this?!" He felt like crying. Not only did he lose all his money, his apprentice, as if to rub it in, told him about a lost business opportunity!
"Let me finish, old man! Based on what I heard, the illness the Patriarch has is something you can cure easily without all those fancy plants. Hell, even I could do it with some effort."
Cheering up immediately, the old man attempted to hug his student. "I knew I didn't teach you for nothing, brat."
Holding him back at arms length, Kite said, "Of course I'm brilliant! But that ain't gotta mean you become all touchy-feely."
After composing himself quickly, the old man said,"Well? What are you waiting for? Lead the way."
Sneering, Kite put his hands behind his head and led the old man to the inn the Lin family had rented out.
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