[center][h3][color=a0410d]Vyrmain[/color][/h3][/center]

Luckily for Vyrmain, a pair of nameless grunts tried to mug him.... it didn't end well for them. 

Vyrmain dug his hand into his pocket, grabbing whatever change he still had in his person. He was still getting used to the new monetary system he had been introduced to and he had also been taught to spend in moderation.... in his own monetary system. 

After buying the finest tea leaves in the land as well as all the hoard of clothes that he felt he needed for his long journey ahead. Some old habits died hard and he wanted his master to taste the tea of a distant land. 

Therein lay the problem and his current currency came at a grand total of.... 

[color=a0410d][b]"30 Kriel.... I don't suppose you could make an exception, right old timer?"[/b][/color] Vyrmain said with a bit of a smile, yet not one that didn't look as if he were about to lose it. There was a vein popping at his forehead, and the smile was very forced, and it showed. 

It didn't help any that he felt an intense gaze glued to his back, making him turn, supporting both of his arms on the counter and then meeting eyes with whoever was staring at him. 

[color=a0410d][b]"And you.... do I got something on my back? Is there a fucking monkey hanging around my back or something because the only thing I can feel is your fucking gaze glue to my back.... or maybe you wanna pay for me?"[/b][/color] Vyrmain laughed a bit, before he became serious once more. [color=a0410d][b]"So, which is it, eh?!"[/b][/color]

As always, Vyrmain was quick to lose his temper, and the temperature around him was definitely rising. However, extinguishing Vyrmain's anger, someone asked him of someone that he didn't really expect to hear of in the snowy village. 

[b]"Correct me if I am wrong, could you be Senna's butler? What are you doing out here?"[/b] An elf asked of him, but whoever he was was not important... rather, the fact that he had called out his master's name. 

His attention instantly shifted to the elf as he put a hand over his chest, [color=a0410d][b]"Indeed, I am milady Senna's butler... I care not for who you are, elf piece of shit, but if you know milady then you must take me to her!"[/b][/color] Yes, the way he talked was... less than ideal for asking a favor, but it was just the way he was 'programmed', not to mention excitement [i]might[/i] have gotten a bit to his head. 

Regardless, he finally had a lead, and he was happy for it, until someone had to ruin his mood, again. 

[color=39b54a]"Gah! It's you! Grumpy McDragon lava butt! Why're you here!? Shouldn't you be getting beat by Sen you masochist?!"[/color] Another elf said, looking actually amused. 

[color=a0410d][b]"Who the FUCK is a lava butt, huh?! How about I turn you into ashes, eh?!"[/b][/color] Vyrmain stomped on the ground, leaving a burnt mark where his foot landed. The temperature of his body was quickly rising, and steam was starting to come off his body. The first one to realize this and take a deep breath was Vyrmain himself. 

He had limited magical energy and if push came to shove, using magic to warm himself was also an option, but he needed to keep himself calm for that sort of situation, at least for the here and now. 

With a heavy sigh, Vyrmain frowned, and then said, [color=a0410d][b]"Forget about it. I care not for what you call me... I am indeed Senna's butler, and I have been transported here for reasons unknown to me.... I need to go back to her. Do you know or don't know where milady is? It... hurts my pride to say this, but so long as you can get me to her then I'm willing to do whatever is in my power that you ask of me."[/b][/color] Vyrmain said, sounding as serious as possible, yet still growling like a cornered breast.


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