[center][h2]Arcadia[/h2]
[sub]Southern Gate[/sub][/center]

(After being left hanging?) Jäger overheard a wounded animal wailing from the semi-circle nearby and decided to investigate. Upon arrival, it was to his surprise that it was actually a man, one on bended knee and in wooden covering. Jäger had read about theatrics in the temple libraries, but he had never witnessed the arts nor could he recall which particular scene these two actors were reenacting. Curious, the lightning monk supported a lowered chin upon his thumb and nodded in silence as the scene progressed. His pointed finger scraped against the top of his lip. Jäger did not quite understand the culture of the fine arts, but he did find it entertaining at times. Though, it evaded Jäger as to why an improvisational troupe decided to perform for free, as he could not find any sort of collection jar about. However, upon further inspection of the man's uniform...a CMAS insignia...

He wasn't...it couldn't be...

...Was he normally this flamboyant?

From the look on the woman's demeanor, he wouldn't be for much longer. Jäger crossed his arms and smirked; he easily recognized her as Ilian with her tattoos and dark leather armor, and a veteran of Ilian at that. This would be over quickly.