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"Taimid ata ar ti bas salute tu!"
Balor stared at some fruit on a stand. He then stared at his arm and the blood seeping from the scar. He wouldn't risk it.
Walking away from the fruit stand, Balor came to a large pool of water where many Evabon were. Some were washing themselves, some swimming, some playing games, some just hanging around. Balor looked at his arm and then at the Evabon who were washing themselves…
He smiled and walked over to the water and started to clean his scar. Gard had told him that if scars were not cleaned after being reopened then they would end up becoming… unpleasant. Better to clean this scar and prevent that!
"Hey!" Balor looked to see an armed guard running towards him. "What do you think you're doing dirtying the water with your blood? Going to waste a shaman's time with getting your blood out of the water?" Balor walked away from the pool and once more walked away.
Eventually Balor came to a Hall of Heroes. Here statues of Evabon heroes stood. Many came here to pay respect to the heroes. Some of the heroes were long dead and some were still alive.
First Balor walked over to a statue of Kaithness. Kaithness had been born into the Korinth clan, in its capital. According to the legend, Kaithness' uncle Fleance, the Chieftain, feared being killed by Kaithness and so sent his nephew on a journey to the island of Kolkhis to obtain an artifact known as the Stone of Dreams. Many Evabon went with Kaithness, one of them Alkaeus. They eventually found the Stone and returned to find Fleance having died from a tree falling on top of him.
The next statue was Alkaeus. The statue like all of the statues, were life-sized and Alkaeus' statue was twelve feet tall. He was a hulking Evabon. His fingers were square, his muscles square, his jaw square, the top of his head was flat his shoulders were squared off. Balor had never seen someone who reminded him so much of a specific shape. Alkaeus had only been a criminal because he had killed children in self-defense. In self-defense… but he had still killed children. And so it was that he had been sentenced to six years as a gladiator. Balor recognized the shoulder guards and cestus, it seemed that one shoulder guard was lost to time. The statue also had a plumed helmet upon its head and a tunic on its torso. A fully dressed Evabon… Not something that was usually come across but it happened.
Balor continued walking. He looked at the statues of Siward, Hekate and Bianka. Balor stopped to look at Hekate, Master of Beauty and Love. She must have been an ancestor of Brigid!
He then left the Hall of Heroes. He wasn't sure where he was going. If he knew where Kawdor was in his time them maybe he could find his way around.
As Balor walked along a street he started to hear something. Footsteps. A lot of them! Like an army marching!
He turned to see what the source of the noise was and saw Evabon men chained together in a line. At the front of the line was an unchained man carrying a banner. On the banner were words.
"Taimid ata ar ti bas salute tu!"
Balor's eyes widened. They were gladiators being taken to the arena! These men were criminals!