[centre][h2][color=firebrick]Clara Baldwin[/color][/h2][/centre]

Clara was shocked by Armend's reaction but made no sighs that she was, [color=00aeef][i]What kind of place breeds people who want to fight each other?...[/i][/color] Clara thought as she watched Armend storm off. She was at a loss for his reasoning, how would fighting an old crippled man prove he can fight giant monsters? His logic made no sense to her, but she continued following him back to the town hall. She was also not overly happy with his tone evident by her slight urge to hit him. [color=00aeef][i]I just don't get it!...[/i][/color] 

[centre][h2][color=39b54a]Chief/Cyrus[/color][/h2][/centre]

The door to the hall lay open and a cat holding an empty basket waddled out in front of Armend before he would be able to enter. Cyrus sat on a stool chewing on a piece of wheat as you do. He looked up at Armend as he walked in noticing his probably irritated look, and the lack of Clara being with him. [color=cyan]"What happened? You two get into some trouble or something?"[/color] he said as he slowly stood up and removed the wheat from his mouth.