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The ever so crowded roads of Merub were even more crowded then normally, it seemed as if all the adult humans and the very few adult tripods from the country of Ramoflam had gathered en tried to get the best spot. A young boy at around the age of nine had stopped playing to look at what seemed to be so interesting. The big grey gloves that his father gave him were leashed to his hands with red ropes so that they would not slide off them. The dustgreen sweater he was wearing was dirty of the sand. His knees, above which hung a grey pair of shorts, was also dirty as a mutt and looked worn off. The boy ran into the forest of legs to get a better view of what was in the center. One of the arms of a tripodded creature grabbed his neck. The boy waved his arms and legs wildly in an attempt to kick the front leg of the immigrated inhabitant of the fire country, if he hit he would have to let go. The second arm of the gruesome figure grabbed his legs together. Angus, the creature, had his head extremely close to the of the boy. The five eyes in his fronthead blinked irregularly. The big hole in the middle of it´s face which served as a nose opened and closed furiously. `If you want a good place you have to come earlier, insolent brat!" The hand that held the boy's legs let go, it opened up wide and heaved up high. The boy closed his eyes and pulled up his legs as a defense for the punch he was about to receive. A low human voice spoke: "Let him go Angus,'it's only a child." Angus looked up. The five eyes looked right into the bright blue eyes of the grandmaster of ice. The grip immediatly let go of the boy. The Grandmaster of ice looked at Angus serene. "Thank you, Angus." The child tried to run away. The hand of the grandmaster of ice grabbed his shoulder. The boy dropped himself and turnt around. The face of the grandmaster looked nice. "Hello there, little boy! May I ask you for your name?" He asked, the child answered trembling, "V-Vairen, sir!"
"And you're nine years old?"
"Nine and a half!"
"Just as well, if i were you I'd look out for Angus, he acts kinda angry at important messages and he becomes... different." Vairen nodded scared, "Well Varien, you'd better listen very closely to the speech" He finished his sentence. He now opened his right handin which lied a beautifully shining medallion of ice, with the figure of a drop of water in the middle. "Here, take this." Vairen grabbed the medallion and looked at it. "How beautiful..." He said. He looked up to thank the grandmaster, but he had already gone. He was talking to what looked like the headmover of water. When they finally were done debating everybody else was having a conversation with everybody else. Why all this ruckuss for nothing? Vairen thought. Then the headmover started talking with a tremendously loud voice. "People, things that are close to people, your attention please!"