[Poggio]

How this man found him so fast was beyond him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about” He didn’t want to make a deal with this man. Not when his cargo was already promised to some one else. He looked around for another escape route. A plan was quickly forming in his head. The Blonde, even with his tattered pants looked a bit well to do, to be in the slums with the humans. “Look sir I don’t know who you are and you obviously don’t belong in this part of town so back off.” He growled at the man slowly backing up towards a perfume stand. With the mass of people around he could easily create a diversion. And he did with one word. With all his might he yelled “VAMPIRE!”

Time stood still in the market place as every one’s gaze converged onto The Blonde fellow like a herd of lions on a elk. The nearest one whipped out a dagger, it was the domino that made the rest fall. Soon the others with whatever weapon they could muster converged on him as well. Mothers and children scattered into the wind. Ezra took this as his cue; he ducked and rolled under the nearest stall still clenching his back. It was time for part two of his brilliant plan. He positioned himself underneath a perfume stall. He searched around the ground until he found what he was looking for. Just before he was about to activate the spell, he noticed an unusual rare looking cat. He glanced at the cat before deciding he couldn’t let it suffer for his actions. “Here kitty” He called to it gently coaxing it into his bosom.

Ezra had already lost time; he could hear the brawl heating up. He pricked a finger drawing a circle on the ground. Mustering his strength he called forth the rainwaters below into giant gazer. The water spouted through the perfume table, raining both perfume on any one with in the radius. It was enough that every one smelled the same. With that Ezra slipped into the hole he created. He watched the hole mend itself as soon as he was falling along with his cargo into the current beneath the city. Running around most of the day, with limited food resources exhausted his body. He didn't need his eyesight to tell him that he had used up most of his energy making the spout. He felt himself slipping out of reality as he splashed into the water.