Reflection of the Shattered Mirror

We arrive at the entrance to Lafiel, and I look around in awe as I see the scenery. It reminds me of a fantasy setting, to be honest.

The houses are wooden, the streets are made with stone, and I can see people wearing simple clothes, like those you see in other fantasy comics. There are guards, presumably, as they're riding horses and wearing leather armour, holding spears.

I can see children running around, chasing butterflies, adults talking and laughing, watching over their children, and elderly people walking around, occasionally chatting with the guards. It's a rather heartwarming scene.

"So this is Lafiel? It's rather peaceful." I say quietly as I look around and take in the view of the village and greenery all around.

I walk through the main street as I hear a charming melody. I turn toward the source of the music, and I see a small crowd. I walk closer, get to the village green, and lock eyes with a fairly young guy.

He has light hair, something between wheat blonde and platinum, and bright, crystal clear blue eyes that sparkle a bit, reflecting the sunlight.

'He's handsome...' I think as I stare at him and move slightly closer, making my way through the small crowd surrounding him.

Just then, I notice that he's playing a wooden lyre while singing. The passersby and onlookers throw some bronze coins into a small wooden box that's placed right next to the bard.

Once he's done, he thanks everyone and takes the box. And just when I'm about to walk away, he interrupts me and crosses his arms, looking rather wary and creeped out.

"Hey, lad! Who are you, and why do you have this... weird and eerie presence around you?" He asks me and gives me a look like I'm some sort of a madman.

"What do you mean? I'm Alaire, an ordinary guy." I answer and cock my head to the side slightly. "Hmm.. true. You indeed don't have much going on, but that doesn't answer my question."

'How rude.' I scowl subtly and look at him with my green eyes. I'm not too sure about this 'presence' he's talking about, but it's probably nothing. "Thanks. But that's all I can tell you." I reply, sounding a bit sarcastic, but stay firm with my answer.

This guy clearly has some high standards. I know that I'm not the most handsome dude in the world, but I'm not hideous either!

"Anyway. Who are you? I enjoyed your performance." I change the topic and wait for his answer. Seeing as he's blushing just from some praise, he must be a simple guy. Well, at least his looks make up for his lack of intellect.

"Oh, curious, are we? Well, since you liked my little show, I can share my name with you. I'm Merle, pleased to make your acquaintance, Alaire." He introduces himself, and I nod in response. Though I can't help but wonder what that weird tattoo around the corner of his mouth is...

"That's a magic marking. Everyone in Elarion has one! This one symbolises air magic." Hewie explains out of nowhere. Can this bird read my thoughts or something?! Although I have to admit that it adds to Merle's natural charm. Ugh, it must be nice being that handsome...