[center][h1][color=f7976a]Xenos[/color][/h1][/center]
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Xenos let out a low whistle. Killed a dungeon boss five days in and rode a white wolf. That sounds amazing! Definitely impressive. And here he is, struggling to get ore to update some of this… quaint tech. Color him jealous? Check. Way out of his league? Check. Is he having fun? Hell yeah!

“[color=f9ad81]M’lady, loose? You wound me![/color]” He sighed, clutching at his heart dramatically. “[color=f9ad81]I would never! Well maybe... possibly... probably. But ya know technicalities.[/color]” He waved off the accusation with a wink. He watched her down a shot and, not one to be left behind, slammed his own shot down as well. He shivered pleasantly as the burn radiated through him.

"[color=f9ad81]Seriously mixed signals here darling.[/color]” He chuckled and winked. “[color=f9ad81]Well, you admit I'm a looker and I count that as a win! Anyways, nothing so exciting for me. Mining and mining day in and out. Some fighting and quests. And more mining. I’m jealous really![/color]”

He grimaced as he stretched and started on his next drink. "[color=f9ad81] You know, they programmed the pain of manual labor? I want to update this silly muzzle loading rifle to a breech loading one but I need iron to work with. And the soreness is murder on my hands. I'm not sure if calluses are a thing here but I’d rather not find out.[/color]” He grumbled. He took another sip and sighed before narrowing his eyes thoughtfully. He tapped on his glass absently.


“[color=f9ad81]Your party cleared a dungeon hm?[/color]” He thought out loud, pulling up the dashboard and looking over the quest options. “[color=f9ad81]Are you all for hire? See my mining skill is garbage so I've collected jack shit so far. I need a more consistent iron souce than gathering alone allows. Concussion grenades, grenade launcher, breech loading rifles and pistols, hell even stuff not of my own inventing at this level needs it and its insanely expensive.[/color]” He faced her fully, eyes sparkling despite the serious set of his face. “[color=f9ad81]If I do the guard the mines quest, I might be able to weasel my way into a bi-annual contract with them and secure a reliable supply line! I need people to pull this off though. You think your group would be willing? I can't really pay in Renn but I’ll give you guys free repairs, upgrades, and access to specialty consumables! Please?[/color]” He had started speaking faster and faster as he got excited, gesturing wildly through his explanation before he caught himself and snatched his hands back and smiled bashfully.

“[color=f9ad81]Sorry, sorry. I get a little carried away with ideas once I get them. I’ve been told it's a little overwhelming.[/color]” He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. And now she knew he was a total dork. He sighed  again but looked up hopefully. “[color=f9ad81]Um but think about it please? It would really help me out and I don’t mind being a repair bot for the opportunity.[/color]”