[color=CD5C5C]"Not a particularly entertaining story,"[/color] Alan replied with a shrug, pausing as she made a rather negative reaction to what Alan identified as one of the bartender's lighter signature drinks- a fruity, almost cocktail mix. It would appear that their young swordswoman wasn't a big fan of alcohol.

[color=CD5C5C]"I'm from New Eden, my father was a Zehist Minister, you know, one of them really spiritual types."[/color] He said, referencing the predominate Kusagi religion. [color=CD5C5C]"My family- or what was left of it, fled to Meduzart after the New Eden riots,"[/color]

[color=CD5C5C]"As for joining the Red Hawks in particular, it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time- I had worked with Albert before, so he was more than willing to let me join his band."[/color]

As Kuro stealthily approached the pair of Red Hawks, he suddenly found his path blocked by a tall woman, pale skinned, and clothed in a white and red garb reminiscent of Kusagi clothing, though obviously tailored to be less constricting and flowy. Underneath her white wolf mask, her mouth was a thin line, drawn taught and expressionless. Her hand sat casually on the hilt of her blade, implying that she was quite confident with its use. She seemed to radiate an almost unpleasant amount of heat, as she stared the Dericho Rider down through her mask.

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The door of the Pub swung open as a trio of figures entered the still rather unpopulated bar. The figures were all tall and the silver gilding of their armor and coats immediately set them apart as members of the Serpentines- doubtlessly the most wealthy of the Guild's bands. The Serpentines seemed to change the atmosphere whenever they arrived somewhere, to many, this was part of their appeal. In typical fashion, the Serpentines made their way to one of the few occupied tables bar. One of them snapped his fingers. The tables occupants, groaned and rolled their eyes in exasperation, but did not resist, and quickly picked up their drinks and moved to the table over. 

The tallest of the Serpentines was easily recognized as Cedric Drake, his opulent silver armor and red cape setting him well apart from his comrades. They were quickly served, and the two cronies quickly began drinking their fill, while Cedric toyed with a glass of finer liquor.

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The Barkeep blinked as the steel being approached him holding a bag of groceries.

[b]"Just what in the hell are you?"[/b] The barkeep asked suspiciously, obviously curious to why a massive steel automaton needed to make a smoothie.