"Oh i'm Cincia,you can call me cin."..she looked around for the others unsure..."Nope i don't think so" she pulled her hood back over her face again

The cloaked boy in grey did a quick peek at the pair of girls, one who was wearing dark colors and another one holding a spear. cautiously he moves his gaze away, hoping not to get unwanted attention for his eye color. Which were an unusual color of stone grey. He returns to eating his small loaf of bread as he continue to watch the crowd and the merchants mingle. His wrapped weapon lay heavily in his lap as time pass.

Maybe it would not be as easy as she thought to find the other heirs in the middle of the merchants and the busy and noisy crowd of the plebeians. The Forum was large, they should have decided of a more specific meeting point!
"I think I am right. They should be some of the heirs. How many roman girls of our ages have you seen carrying bows and arrows in Market Places during your life? Certainly not many! This can't be a coincidence".
She noticed that the boy in grey was staring was staring in their direction. Though he was to far away to be sure, his eyes seem to have an almost unnatural greyish color.
" The boy is looking at us!" she said immediatly to Cincia.
Unfortunatelly, almost as soon as she said that, he had turned his face and Lucilia did no if the other girl had the time to notice what she did.

(Bump?)

(I'm still interested in this rp too, let's revive it and see if other people follow!)

"I am going to talk to him to see if he's one of us" Lucilla said to Cincia before heading towards the boy.
He was eating bread.
"Salve, I am sorry to bother you while you are eating, but I am a curious girl and I was wondering what this thing you are carrying is. It almost looks as if you have wrapped the trident of one of the old statues of the god Neptune in cloth."
She hoped the question would not seem too weird if he was not one of the heirs, but that it was suffiently clear she was one, in case she was right and the boy was one of them too.

The boy look at the girl before finishing his bread. Iron shackles that the chain had been recently cut shined as the sun bakes its life across the world. The shackles jingles as the boy spoke, "This is not a piece of a statue, Its a gift from my mother which she received when my father was still around." His Cyan eyes look at here as they shown the hardships the child had faced, His losing his parents young, Being a slave for most of his life, escaping only to be surviving on scraps. The boy holds his wrapped items close to him as a bandages gets lose showing a deep color of blue with its etched like scales. His face not visible but covered by his grey cloak, his skin is rather tan for him. Not Greek people would think.

(The rules say no more then 3 post while someone is inactive...otherwise i would post)

(I know, but nodoby did post anything during 7 days. Everybody has been on Sylestia during the last day. I think this rule was made to not let people posting twenty posts the same day while people are not on the site and can't follow what's going on, not to let the RP die )

(I agree with Enyo. People in this rp have obvious been active but hasn't posted anything yet. This rp was leading to a dead one if i didn't replied back.)

((I'm still interested, it's just nobody Is interacting with me, so....))