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[h2][color=goldenrod]Marcus[/color][/h2]

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Inside the tavern had been relatively peaceful while the hunters were out, the sounds of battle ringing clearly throughout the town but at least that was outside. It gave Marcus time to clean things up a bit to prepare for the crowd that was no doubt going to return rowdier than when they had left. As predicted, once the sounds of fighting had died down, several individuals came bursting in through the door in a much less than respectable fashion. One girl literally kicked the door in while another man had the audacity to drag a living monster into Abby's establishment. He had opened him mouth to say something however Abigail beat him to it so he remained silent, but vigilant, while he dried off some of the glasses. His smirk however quickly vanished as the girl, responsible for almost kicking the door off it's hinges, decided to make a much larger scene.

Marcus probably wouldn't have taken much issue with her if she hadn't decided to challenge Abigail's merit as a barkeep. Setting the glass down in a rather irritable fashion, a hint of anger flashed behind his eyes despite the polite smile he maintained on his face. "[color=goldenrod]If you will pardon me for a moment sir, I shall show you to your room momentarily.[/color]" He nodded his acknowledgement to the patron whom Abby detailed him with making comfortable before turning back to the girl. Stepping around from the bar he approached her, literally looking down at the much shorter girl with a stiff expression. "[color=goldenrod]This is a dangerous town my dear, plenty of unsavory folks wander through. My sweet Abigail prides herself in keeping her hardworking patrons safe and happy, considering you are neither from the lack of gnome heads you've brought forth, such pleasantries may or may not be extended to you. I don't take very kindly to strangers ordering her around like you own the place, nor do I appreciate you attempting to stir up trouble between our guests. Sticky fingers will gladly be removed if you aren't careful, love. Now-"[/color] He growled, swiping the coins from the counter and approaching the men she had been standing near before. "[color=goldenrod]-Rule number one of being a pick pocket: No matter how skilled you think yourself to be, remember there is always someone better. Rule number two: If you are going to try and divert attention from your theft, try not to continue being the loudest, most obnoxious thing in the room.[/color]" Slipping the empty bag from the dumbfounded hunter's hands, he filled it back up with the coins the girl had thrown across the counter and handed it back to the original owner who nodded silently. "[color=goldenrod]Now, I believe Abby here gave you a choice. Either take your ungrateful ass outside and reenter with a little common decency, or shut up and take your business elsewhere. We have plenty of people here, your presence will not be missed.[/color]" At this point in time Marcus' smile had completely vanished, leaving behind nothing but a challenging glare.  "[color=goldenrod]As for you...[/color]" He turned his head to stare at the man who had brought the live beast into the establishment for his experiments. "[color=goldenrod]I do believe the point of a hunt is to kill the beasts. If you're having trouble I'm sure one of these fellas would be more than willing to give you a hand.[/color]" 

[@Ellion][@Dark Light][@Fetzen][@Noxx] [@Everyone else in the tavern I'm not directly interacting with??]

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[h3][color=skyblue]Mia Edition[/color][/h3]

The small fairy smiled as the woman finally spoke up, nodding her head in acknowledgement of the thanks. "[color=skyblue]It's not a problem at all. I'm just glad I was able to help in some way. But you still haven't explained... What happened? Where is the rest of your travelling party, you can't have been travelling by yourself?[/color]" Suddenly Mia remembered the look of recognition the girl had concerning the moving corpse and shook her head. "[color=skyblue]Nevermind, we can save that for another time. For now we have to get you out of here. I know somewhere safe we can go, but it's still a ways up the road for one without wings. Can you make the journey?[/color]" She asked, eyes beginning to dart around nervously. The smell of magic was bound to draw the attention of several kinds of beasts that lived in the forest. It was best if they moved on, and soon. 

[@Whoami]
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[h2][color=f49ac2]Nymphadora[/color][/h2]

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Remaining silent while her companions answered, Nymphadora had to fight back a sigh. Naturally she would be put in charge of a difficult case, not only having a creature of unknown capabilities to defeat but two partners who didn't sound very promising. She could hope for the best, but she was also one to expect the worse and prepare for it. "[color=f49ac2]Very well then.[/color]" She pulled out two scraps of parchment and one vial from her bag, checking them over before turning to hand one parchment to either person and the vial as an addition to Arden. "[color=f49ac2]On the paper I have given you is a magical inscription, or a magic circle if you will. I would not advise using it unless you have to as it's effects can be a little harsh. It's activation is fairly simple, only requiring a dab of your own blood to be smeared across it and then held in front of you. If executed properly it will create a temporary barrier between you and your attacker, however it's effects only last for a minute and a half at best. I know you two said you would be fine, but I want you to keep those on you just as a precaution.[/color]" She explained before turning to glance at Arden out of the corner of her eye. "[color=f49ac2]As for you, that vial... I want you to drink it when we get there. The last thing I want is Mirai hounding me that I got you killed despite it being her fault for sending you into the fray exhausted. It's won't last forever but should be enough to boost your energy through the fight. Oh, and keeping it secret is advised for both our sakes but I don't really need to tell you that, do I?[/color]" 

[@Dark Light] [@Rune_Alchemist]
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[h2][color=a187be]Avalon[/color] & [color=fdc68a]Kyrso[/color][/h2]

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It seemed as if someone had taken her advice after all, though perhaps a little more cruelly than she had anticipated. The smell of burning flesh was beginning to make her feel sick, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Scooping up as many gnome heads as she could along side her beastly companion, she met up with Kyrso who had done the same exact thing. "[color=fdc68a]Well at least we know we have some cash for a room tonight... Or maybe a gift for your new suitor.[/color]" Kyrso chuckled, earning an eye roll from his twin sister. "[color=a187be]Idiot. Come on, let's go cash these in and find somewhere to buckle down for the night. I'm exhausted.[/color]" She growled, stalking past her brother toward the town. 

"[color=fdc68a]I would be too, dancing the night away like that. You two looked so sweet together I might cry. When's the wedding? Can I be the ring bear-oof![/color]" Kyrso doubled over as Ava's foot made contact with his gut, eyes ablaze as she glared down at him. "[color=a187be]Are you quite finished or do I need to beat some more sense into you? Geez, how am I related to you?[/color]" She grumbled after threatening him, turning on her heel to continue on without him. "[color=fdc68a]Oh come now Ava, you know I was just joking.[/color]" "[color=a187be]You're not funny.[/color]" "[color=fdc68a]You don't mean that-oof... Okay maybe you do.[/color]" The man groaned, finding himself doubled over in pain once again. The wolf keeping pace beside her seemed to chuckle at him, blowing air out his nose while his tail wagged merrily. 

Something pulled Avalon's attention aside, back a little ways in the direction they had come from. Her eyes rested on a man dressed quite similarly to the one she had been fighting alongside before... Only this man seemed to have a completely different vibe... Again. It was the same one from the tavern before he had exited with that creepy mask on. "[color=a187be]What a strange man. I just cannot seem to understand what goes on in that head of his. Not that it matters, the fight is over now and as hunters do, we will most likely head our separate ways.[/color]" Her eyes flashed back to her brother who, at the moment, was grinning like an idiot. Feigning a lunge in his direction she watched as he jumped and tripped over himself, falling to the ground with a laugh. She was beginning to think strange was just the normal state for men. "[color=fdc68a]At the very least, you should go thank the man. Face it, fighting like that... You would have had to retreat ages ago without his help.[/color]" The boy flinched again as Avalon's glare deepened, but relaxed as the woman exhaled instead of hitting him again. "[color=a187be]I suppose... Fine, but only if you promise to shut up about this.[/color]" Kyrso crossed his finger over his chest where his heart would be, grinning the whole time. 

Shaking her head, Avalon departed from her small group to approach the twisted man. "[color=a187be]Emmerich was it, do you have a moment?[/color]" She called out lightly, jogging a few steps to close some of the distance but not seeming in any particular hurry. "[color=a187be]My brother wouldn't quit hounding me unless I came to talk to you. So I just wanted to extend my thanks for your assistance earlier.[/color]" The woman had to bite back additional insults from entering the statement as she was known for doing, thinking his actions completely irrational and idiotic despite their usefulness.

[@13org]
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