[center][b][color=orange][h2]Avey StormChaser[/h2][/color]
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[color=Red][h2]Jezebele of Ironthorn[/h2][/color][/b]

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[hr]([i]From The harborers head to the ball |Crocus [/i])[hr]

[Hider=Time to pay the piper. (Earlier)]
This [b][i]really[/i][/b] wasn't how Avey was expecting the day to turn out. He loved storms and all, but so far today had been one crazy whirl wind and it was still just getting started. 
He could never imagined paying off his accidental destructive debt would include what it did. These people were weird. But having no money meant he had no other option but to go along with it, or fight his way out. 

As Avey buttoned up the last buttons on his loaned white dress shirt, he looked at himself in the broken mirror. It was a size to big for him and while second hand, still far more luxurious than anything he had ever worn before. He tucked it into his slightly-too-tight pants. Feeling so uncomfortable and restricted in formal attire he felt this was already punishment enough.

The little quiet girl with long black hair who had set all this up hadn't left the barren room since returning with the clothes. 
Avey thought it strange but found no awkwardness in changing in front of a stranger.  She just continued to sit in silence while smiling sheepishly and toying with her hair.

Despite her innocent appearance Avey knew she could move fast and efficiently, he wondered if everything else was just an act. Now finally dressed, pulling many disapproving sully faces along the way, he took his jacket from the quiet girl and finally she spoke. 
[b]"You don't wanna keep Zee waiting, better get down stairs quick!"[/b] she warned teasingly. 

Avey put a hand to his still aching jaw as he remembered his violent introduction. 
He frowned in reply but saw fit to follow her advice, quickly moving to the door and down the stairs. 
[/hider]There she was on the main tavern floor talking to a large questionable looking fellow. Avey could hardly notice the man as his eyes were drawn Solely to Jezebele.

She wore a red sleeveless dress that was as fierce as her hair, it was tight but had a long self made slit that flowed down aside her long exposed lean legs. A wide earthly brown band tied it to her waist, sitting just below her ribs. The neckline was low and the chest line modestly pushed up high. She still wore her leather fingerless gloves but in her own wild way they only added to the attire.

Avey was in awe with conflicting emotions. He still feared this woman who he had unintentionally seen too much of but at the same time was drawn into her prestige, mystery and cold beauty. 

As he came down the stairs the man had vanished. Avey gave it little thought as he greeted Zee with a soft awkward nod just as she clipped a shiny golden necklace around her slender neck. Her eyes ran over him slowly, judgementally and disapprovingly. There he realised his role in this was one of last resort. 

Without words Zee held out her arm which after a befuddled awkward moment, Avey took in his and escorted the fine (dangerous) lady out of the tavern. 
The streets were now far busier than before. Guards marched around on high alert. The general atmosphere was abuzz with excitement and commotion. Avey was beginning to feel very very claustrophobic, confined in his awkward tight clothes, around so many busy loud people and bound to the earth by this woman. 

Before the panic could set in Zee had already led them to the location of the ball and they now stood before it at the grand entrance. Colourful lights, soothing sounds and sweet aromas drifted out the door drawing them in.
The ball was so inviting that Avey relaxed ever so slightly, thus dropping his magic camouflage he had unknowingly put up. The very thing Zee had been relying upon to get in. Already halfway into the building Zee quickly sprung forward into the crowds dragging Avey behind her before the guards could notice them.

Safely inside Zee silently scolded her partner with a deathly intimidating stare. Avey the near panicked wreck was cluelessly just trying to see this through so he could get his friend back. While Zee, the beautiful and dangerous woman was on a mysterious mission.