The Forsaken Region was the area of Clover where not many nobles were found due to the conditions in the area and how most nobles did not care much about those in the area or the area itself. There were loads of thieves and bandits everywhere you turned but that made it a perfect area for someone looking to gain some strength to prove themselves to their family. Even a Silva would find themselves in this region for such a task or at least that is what Esart kept telling himself as he found himself walking into Sosshi. He had one of the many servants of the Silva transport him by via broom to the town all the way from home. He did not speak much to his servant and only gave him a nod as he was dropped into the city that was surrounded by a luch green forest. He figured this destination would be the best for him to start his training as it was known to be a cursed town that had many atrocities happen in it which caused it to be destroyed but then later rebuilt over and over again. He was instantly out of his element in the so called cursed town. He wore his royal clothing which was a red and black suit with a coat over his shoulders that he did not wear over his arms but just let hand over his shoulders. He thought that the way his clothes looked would show the exact stature he was at compared to those around him and it really did in Sosshi which also made some people look towards him in fear because of his flaunting. "This place is really just a bunch of tatters and boards isn't it? " Esart huffed out as he walked around the town and stared at the buildings and people. "Can't believe there are people who really choose to live here under these conditions." He could not help but speak out his words upon seeing one of the buildings that seemed to barely stay up as some stray wind blew into it which ended up being one of the local taverns of the town. A grumble came over Esart's stomach as he looked at the archaic-like building. "I have to lower myself to such standards as this..." He grumbled as he placed his hand over his stomach as it spoke to him. He walked into the tavern and as a voice welcomed him instantly. "Welcome! Oh! You are someone new here, huh?" A older woman wearing an apron called out to him. She stood in front of an open kitchen area. He made his way to the woman who continued speaking. "Is it just you? We are used to nobles like you traveling in multiple around in these parts. We are also not used to any of them interacting with any of our establishments either." Esart let out a sigh as he did not want to admit anymore than he had to to the woman much less talk to her. "Yes, it is just me. I'm here on personal business and I'd rather eat what I hope is digestible food and be on my way." The woman let out a chuckle and then showed him to a small table where he took a seat.

"Do you have steak here? Maybe some sort of potatoes to go with it?" He obviously had not been in many positions where he had to order his own food much but figured it was as simple as just telling those working at the establishment what you wanted and they made it. He was a noble after all. "I think we can work something out like that for you, sir." The woman nodded to him and then walked off to the kitchen where he could hear her speaking to the others in the kitchen a bit. He couldn't make out words but he could tell that she had a bit more sway in there than most. He looked around the room and saw multiple groups of people who were looking at him but would suddenly look away as his gaze met theirs besides one group of four men. Most of the others in the establishment were families or couples but this group was a rough looking group of men who seemed to be sizing him up. They had not taken their eyes off of him at all as he sat there which caused him to glare at them. His eyes met theirs over and over as he looked around which caused them to get up from their table and make their way to him where they took positions up around him as one of the men sat in the chair across from Esart. "So me and the boys here saw you were staring us down a few times. That look on your face really pisses me off. Let me guess you think you are above us? You think that you don't deserve to be here around us, huh?" The man spoke out in an angered tone. Before Esart could respond the waitress from earlier made her way over with the plate of food for Esart and placed it on the table. "How about you leave the man alone, Ben? He is a hungry customer just like you and the others here." She spoke and tried to calm the situation but Esart let out a sigh and spoke. "You are right. I don't think I deserve to be in the presence of those around me in here. I feel above everyone here." Ben did not hesitate and stood up smacking the food off of the table and grabbing Esart by his collar. "You unemphatic piece of trash!" Ben yelled out and was about to swing a punch when a silvery liquid formed out from near each of them and stopped inches away from the throats of Ben and each of the others with him. "I'd rather not have to start my experience here by harming some simple minded common births like you so if I were you, I'd let go of my collar and leave me be." Esart threatened the men and caused them each to back off as well as Ben who scoffed and left the tavern along with the others with him.

Esart's stomach growled again and he looked down at the wasted food. "That really was just unnecessary." He let out an annoyed grunt which was followed up by the waitress speaking to him. "I know you are a noble but things are ran differently here. You may not have caused that but I think you should be going." She politely spoke and turned to let Esart move pass her to leave. Esart grunted and angrily made his way out of the establishment with his stomach grunting more and more as he did so.

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