[color=39b54a][center][h1]Damian Ivorn[/h1][/center][/color]

After arriving to the town of Darrelea he couldn't believe that the first thing Vega did was shop. Vegas idea of shopping is stealing things or stealing the money for the item he wants. Damian sighed as Vega decided to run off, Adrien then asked the question of what to do next.

[color=39b54a]"This town doesn't really interest me outside of the job. If Vega wants to goof off then let him, explains why he is here with us and not with the other S-class wizards. I say we gather some intel before heading to the magic council branch office, and what better place then the local tavern. Come along if you want, other then that we should reconvene at the branch office in an hour.[/color]

Damian was off to the local tavern, Darrelea was alright though it lacked the lush Forrest that Luna Crescente housed. Upon opening the door to the nearest tavern everyone inside gave the boy a piercing gaze as if he didn't belong.

Well he did look like a teenage boy after all. The atmosphere was thick but Damian didn't waver. Living with the golems he was used to that kind of treatment. He took a seat at the bar and decided to play the role of a traveler. The boy places be a few coins on the table,

[color=39b54a]"a cup of your finest ale, please"[/color]

[@Lord Sawsaw2]