CLOSED STARTER for @leopold--dawson location ; the streets
Yazi disliked clothing, but it had to be worn - and thus it had to be ripped and broken as well - and so he had to wear it. He couldn’t simply run outside naked, no matter how badly he wanted to. To be rid of these layers that constricted his movements. The shirt was the least annoying, the pants and the shoes however. Oh great Swamp Creature, THE SHOES. He loathed the shoes so much that he had begged his witch for more sandals. New ones, ones that didn’t constrain his toes.
His witch had given him a little money, not enough for shoes. Thus he’d spend it on food he’d bought from street vendors, and was currently eating it while cussing at his food with words only other Pandok would react horrified to. “Dry weeds!” he growled, as he kicked his feet, time and time again.
Only this time, the shoe came off, sailing through the air and hitting a stranger in the back. He stared at the collision wide eyed, confused mostly that these annoying contraptions could be used as weapons.
