[center][h3][color=FFF8DC] Nox at the Second Tavern (the one you go to when you get kicked out of the first one, are avoiding something or simply don't know better) [/color][/h3][/center]


It wasn't as though he was avoiding [i]The Witches Paradise[/i], and if we was, it wasn't because [i]she[/i] was there. No, it was because [i]Wolves Bane[/i] simply didn't get enough love as the second tavern and a wonderful establishment. And because of stupid Phoebe. 
 [color=FFF8DC][i]Christ, of all the places that woman could have ended up, why why whyyy did it have to be Seren's Folly[/i][/color]

 It seemed as though only the hunters of [i]Wolvesbane[/i] hadn't been invited to the gnome attack as many of them were to the point of being drunk stupid. 

Well...Abby did have of way of making sure her clients got the best hunts. God love that woman. 

He approached the counter where there already was a customer. The was an exchange of conversation  that couldn't be entirely ignored  The two parted as a note was semi-discreetly passed from the bartended to the hunter. A few moments later, the bar tended ask Nox for his drink order and he got it without much fuss. 

After taking a few sips of liquid gold, he finally turned to the hunter he'd never seen before. 


 [color=FFF8DC]"I don't mean to listen in, but... well, to be fair you weren't exactly being discrete  with your conversation,"[/color] Nox made a point to not look at the note, although he was beyond curious. [color=FFF8DC]"But I heard you saying earlier that you might hesitate kill a witch if you thought she was good.  But the way you said it, well... do you truly think that there is not such thing as a good witch?"[/color] Although he left the clearing, and Madeline or whatever her name was, in quite a hurry after seeing Phoebe, he couldn't help but noticed that there had been a bit of a ruckus over the stupid dragoned tailed witch from the clearing before. 

From what he caught of the conversation, the witch had supposedly helped the hunters and defended the town from the gnomes. Or so she said, he was in too big of a hurry to really see how that story ended. 

 [color=FFF8DC]"I'm sorry, where are my manners, I'm Nox. Who might you be stranger, I don't think I've seen you around, but I also don't frequent this tavern,"[/color]

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[center] [h3][color=FFD700] "Why do I sense that we've just picked up another pathetic lifeform?"  [/color][/h3][/center]

[color=FFD700] [i]Seriously, what is with the witches in this town?[/i][/color] Though Al as he watched the boy who had just entered, what had once been a nice deserted alleyway, was reeking of magic, it dripped off of him like sweat. [color=FFD700] [i]Honestly, it is almost as though that they are unaware how unwanted our kind is in this city. [/i][/color] He did find it curious that hunters simply left the boy for dead, rather than killing him off properly, but he wasn't about to run up and ask them a question.  He gave the blind witch another glance [color=FFD700] [i] Perhaps they are operating under the illusion that the closer they are to danger, the further away they are from harm. [/i][/color]

Al gave the boy another once over, it was as though he particularly disliked  other male mages, there weren't enough of them around for him to form that sort of opinion.  It was simply that he was...better than they were, male or not, dragon speaker or not, he was still of the  Von'Strauss line and that meant something.  There was a large part of him that simply wanted to leave the boy to die in his own blood. However, males witched were very valuable and  he could always try to sell the boy for goods or something--the boy certainly wouldn't be strong enough to fight back at the moment and there were plenty of coven between here and Bloodrose.  Making up his mind, he parted from the witch [color=FFD700]"Allow me M'lady,"[/color] he said softly to the witch.[color=FFD700]"It would seem your dinner will have to wait, but I beg you for just a few more minutes of patients. I'm going to check on the male witch who seems to be having a worse day than either of us," [/color]

Not waiting for permission to go to the boy, he approached.[color=FFD700] "Evening little brother,"[/color] he said, kneeling next to the male witch. [color=FFD700]"It would seem you've gotten yourself into a bit of trouble, do you require help?" [/color]



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