[center][color=fdc68a][h1]Yeva Darbinian[/h1][/color]
[sub][@GrizzTheMauler][/sub][/center][hr]
Yeva could understand such a bitter feeling that the Otterkin must have. She was someone who lived life as a mercenary and a gunsmith, so such emotions were commonly seen within her trade. Whether it be from others who hold contempt for her family or just a failed experiment. The silent woman nodded slightly as he bought out his crossbow. She personally didn't see the crossbow as an efficient weapon, but this was coming from a gunsmith with some of the rarest weapons in the continent, of course she'd see it as primitive already. It had it's merits, but it was completely out-classed by any form of steam-powered firearm.

The mute's gaze turned to the door as the World Military marched through the door. Their movements and formation seemed more mechanical than her own machines, which made her chuckle inwardly. As any mercenary would be, she disliked the World Military. Too dogmatic for her tastes. Interestingly, her family usually has weapon deals with them because they make good patrons with their endless money pouches. Yeva raised an eyebrow as one of the men at a table was identified as a Red Fang. As she caught a glimpse of the Goddess Shard, her hand instantly fell onto her pistol, ready to draw. However she didn't. The gunsmith wasn't going to start a fire fight with the Red Fang [i]and[/i] the World Military around. If word got to them that a Darbinian was around, they'd most likely pounce. While Darbinians wore their crest with pride, they also steered clear of direct contact with the World Military.

Yeva watched in disbelief as ever shot that the soldiers fired was stopped by an invisible force that the pirate controlled. Could it be the power of the shard or his own? She had heard rumors of such powers in the grapevine, but to witness it was something else. It wasn't long before all the soldiers in the squad were peppered by their own bullets. Although she kept a hand on her pistol, she knew that there was nothing she could do to that man unless she could assassinate him from a fair distance. A position not available to her at this moment, so the waiting game had begun. The killer of the Vice captain seemed familiar to Yeva, but she couldn't quite place a name to it.. 'Logia' she heard. Ah yes, now she remembered. Unfortunately she had very little information beyond the name and their association with the Red Fang.

When she thought that the excitement had died down, a hulk of a [i]thing[/i] walked into the tavern. All 7ft of it. She blankly stared at the... Deep sea diver.. thing.. as it ordered a pint and gulped it down in a single swig. Even though it may be a hulking mass, it was a foolish beast. [color=fdc68a][i]'How idiotic..'[/i][/color] She thought as it started trying to antagonize the Red Fang. It's actions confused Yeva to no end as it's arrival was seemingly as random as it's actions.