Yo no offense @ChazGhost but you need to like fix the quality of your replies. Like, they've ranged from unreadable to unpleasant to read. It's just grammar issues, structure, etc.
Sayle was rushing down a crowded street, large brown cloak hiding his form. He was weaving skillfully and smoothly between people, apparently in a hurry to get somewhere. In reality, he didn't really have anywhere to be. He just preferred to have things done quickly. He was heading back to his...