Black Revival [Closed]

Makapu Village, in it's own right, was a beautiful city. Sure it wasn't large, but perhaps that was a part of its charm. Despite being a city who's wealth was largely based upon farming, many of the citizens in the city didn't appear to be peasants, but instead much more wealthy.

The large, dead volcano from behind peaceful city loomed over all of the citizens of Makapu, watching over them. Much was calm in the city and for the most part, the city had a reputation of being mostly clean, crimes and gangs were almost non-existent in Makapu. Almost non-existent though, there were rumors every now and then about an underground cult within the city, but then again, such a thing was a rumor and no-one really believed such things.

It was early morning, and the citizens in Makapu went about their daily businesses; working, playing, and simply living.

A man, dressed in a very fancy suit, watched from the shadows of an alley way as two people made their way down a street. One of the people appeared to be a young air nomad, a girl at that, probably in her preteens. The other, a boy he would guess to be in his late teens or was a very young adult who was dressed in weathered garbs as well as a turban like head garb on his head.

If the man in the suit were to take a guess, these two people he was observing had no actual correlation to each other.
Oh well, The suited man thought to himself, Not like it will matter in the end.

The suited man exited the shadows and approached both of them, who he would later learn were Mei and Shurim.

A grin on his face, the suited man called out to both of them, "Hey, you two! You both wouldn't mind if I have a moment of your time would you?"

The smaller girl seemed to be paying him no attention for no, but no big deal, he didn't need both of them.

The man kept approaching Shurim up until he was standing right in front of him. The man had an unusual attire considering where they were. He wore his suit, but was perhaps the only one in the village who did so. Along with the suit, the man had long, black hair tied back in a pony tail and had sun glasses on, which hid his eyes. The man was in his 40's, clean shaven, and never ceased his grinning.

From his attire alone, Shurim could perhaps assume something was not normal about the man.

The man spoke to Shurim with a smile on his face, "So, you wouldn't happen to be new to this town would you? If you are, I could show you around perhaps..."
The man's voice hung on this final line, and his smile only got bigger.

He continued, "This is a really nice city you know, I really think it's a shame that many never come here."