I found work heading out of town finally. Took me two days of trying to sell myself. Each person that looked at me spoke of how young I was and how fool hearty it was for a young lad to ply for this type of work. There were groups of well armed men standing about and they were the first to go. It wasn't till one of the older men thought to test me that I found a new spot on the list. He walked up demanding me to prove my worth before he allowed me to even stand on the same street as him. Like any large man, he toppled when his knees were swept out from under him.
After our short lived fight where neither of us took a single hit, unless you count the one to his legs, that he dusted himself off and invited me into his crew. With that we took work with a strange caravan. The caravan had folks dressed in all sorts of colours. Some juggling blades between each other, while other's stood and balanced on their horses. It was called a caravan of wonders.
I don't know if the captain spotted me as for who I truly was or simply thought me too young and pretty of face, but he kept me by his side this night. He even found reason for me to go off on my own to relieve myself. If he did find me out, I'm thankful he's not tried anything. Even now I can hear his snores behind my back as we sleep in groups or two to four.
