[center][h1]Shira[/h1]

A breeze of wind swept through the bustling street. Dust danced, cloth shivered and paper rustled. One paper in particular was currently losing a starring competition with an odd man, who seemed to be made of imperfect glass. The pristine page was plastered to the stores side wall, among and over other advertisements and notices. The man looked at it with un-moving eyes of a dull grayish blue. His broad shoulders and somewhat bulky frame ignored the wind, though his baggy underclothes seemed ready to be dragged off. Shifting his armor mindlessly he made sure that would not be the case. A fluttering sound and a weight on his head meant his companion had come back from the search. [b]"Back already?"[/b] He asked simnply, his gaze not lifting from the page. The antler like horn on the right side of his head was now the resting spot of a large owl. The thing tilted it's head to the left and cooed softly. The man nodded with an ever so tiny motion in response. [b]"Right. Let's be off then."[/b] Finally freeing the poster from his ocular prison, he turned and watched his feathered friend take flight. Following in a slow pace after it.

Eventually, after many turns and useless detours, the man found himself in front of a large building, with an odd gold sign depicting a half lizard half man. Shira looked to the building with the same grayish stare, internalizing his options. [b]"Well. Worth a shot I guess."[/b] He decided to himself. His ally had landed once more on his right horn, and the two entered. Parting the doors the glass man found himself in a warm building, nearly empty though it carried a feeling of a gathering. He scanned the large room and counted the bodies inside. Two large creatures, several people and one smaller creature. An interesting ensemble, it seemed as though none of them were really acquainted yet. Which suited him fine, he disliked being the one new member. Finding it quite hard to ignore the large creature just ahead of him, he awkwardly side stepped out of it's shadow. Looking the mystic looking woman up and down. She was the most intriguing in his eyes, an yet at the same time, perhaps the most threatening. No longer did Shira enjoy mystery. Deciding to at the moment ignore her and her large companion, he looked to the room once more. With a sigh he chose his seat. An empty table next to a the younger looking girl and her small pet. He sat practically next to her, though gave hardly a nod as a greeting. He wasn't the most outspoken person. He pondered why he was here, and found the honest and displeasing answer he expected. He didn't have many better options. He was at a crossroad in his life, one with three cliffs and two paths to nowhere. At least this nowhere was interesting.[/center]