Chris just watched Ryan as he walked into town from the dnese forest. After Ryan walked far out of sight Chris decided to walk further away from the raods into the forest just outside the city. He moved as quietly and as stealthy as he could. He would just wait around this area for Ryan to return. Chris did not really care if he had much to eat, nor did he care about the nasty wounds on his body. I just mainly tried to sleep, though not very successfully. He felt abadnoned, rejected, dishonored, and alone in this world, even his faith and the Spirits seem to have abadoned him in this terrible world. "Well, I tried and failed. Par for the course for someone such as myself, a reject and a no one. Perhaps this Ryan fellow will fair a lot better than I did in this place, let us hope so, but I seriously doubt it." Chris said aloud as he closed his eyes and leaned up against a tree.