Raven [Open]

It was long into the night of Hosenka, though with the persistent ights, even that did not stop people from going about their common lives. Among all the crowds and chaos of the nigh life town, there was a single man that stood out among the the rest. A cloaked figure, with his features barely discernable beneath the darkness that shrouded his body, though his withered arms and dainty body told stories of possibly many days gone without a decent meal. He shambled over out of the crowd near an alleyway, coughing and wheezing up a fit, only moments before a passing pedestrian bumps into him and sends him tumbling to the ground below. None move to help, and some don't even give him a sideways glance. He wobbles up to his knees, using the wall for leverage, trying his best to rise back to his feet. Though it proves a greater difficulty than anticipated, and leaves him looking like a stray man in need. Or possibly one of the other addicts that roam the town.