Sascha was still more then confused about this entire world he now was stuck in and had seen better days to be completely honest. He still had no income, to place really to stay and no friends either. Like; How did one manage to start an entire life over just like this? And what were the odds that you one moment had been in a pretty Chinese forest and then the next thing you knew you had entered a whole new world where nothing made sense to him? Sure he had his little spot that he found where he could sleep and was able to scrape by at least decently the same way he had done back in China but it all was frightening and unfamiliar. He did not know what he could eat without getting sick or worse, He was in constant fear of being attacked by unfamiliar animals or people and there was almost nothing except wood that he had some sort of understanding with.
He had spent the beginning of this day selling some wooden figurines he had carved during the nights to get a basic supply of edible foods and drinks, not alot, but enough to make him at least skip the part of being hungry/thirsty. It took time to make the figurines though which made it so he was very tired during the days since he sat up most nights carving them. It was the only way he found out yet to get by in this world after all.
He had found his way to something called Rathskeller right now though which was precisly what he needed. He still was dressed in his chinese clothing because he still haven't gotten around to try and find some new clothing. He litterally had no idea what a set of clothing would cost even but something told him that his figurines might not be enough for it. But at least he was clean, so that's something. He moved over to the bartender and pulled out some of the figurines and held them up in front of her in hopes that the pretty figurines would be enough to get something strong to drink. Gods know he needed that in his life right now and to his great relief the bartender took two of the figurines; a tiger and a monkey, and poured him up a big glass of whiskey. If he didn't have self-control this would probably make him shed a tear cause as stated; He have had it rough since he came to this place. Keep. The. Tears. Too. The. Inside.
He had yet to notice the incoming male as he stood holding a bag containing his food supply and his most precious belonging; His violin.
He had spent the beginning of this day selling some wooden figurines he had carved during the nights to get a basic supply of edible foods and drinks, not alot, but enough to make him at least skip the part of being hungry/thirsty. It took time to make the figurines though which made it so he was very tired during the days since he sat up most nights carving them. It was the only way he found out yet to get by in this world after all.
He had found his way to something called Rathskeller right now though which was precisly what he needed. He still was dressed in his chinese clothing because he still haven't gotten around to try and find some new clothing. He litterally had no idea what a set of clothing would cost even but something told him that his figurines might not be enough for it. But at least he was clean, so that's something. He moved over to the bartender and pulled out some of the figurines and held them up in front of her in hopes that the pretty figurines would be enough to get something strong to drink. Gods know he needed that in his life right now and to his great relief the bartender took two of the figurines; a tiger and a monkey, and poured him up a big glass of whiskey. If he didn't have self-control this would probably make him shed a tear cause as stated; He have had it rough since he came to this place. Keep. The. Tears. Too. The. Inside.
He had yet to notice the incoming male as he stood holding a bag containing his food supply and his most precious belonging; His violin.
