[center][h1]Vrondi[/h1][/center]
Though she was visibly upset Mirror did not tell Constance of the girls location. He smiled at her with the look of the purest of intentions within his eyes. [color=#C6DEFF]"She is safe. And if you humor me you will see her again. I have to make sure she is in the right hands after all. Better she in the care of a band of knights than a.. loner."[/color] He eyed Constance up and down as he spoke those last words, stopping to meet her eyes. Though she was fair on the eyes Mirror's own elegant dress made her and most others appear dressed in peasantry. 
[@geurls]
In came in a fresh white cloth Mason, the freed seraphim. [b]"Greetings!"[/b] They cheered, not just Mirror but all of the seraphim greeted Mason. If they were the one he saved he wouldn't be able to tell. Each one of them was over joyed to talk to him. A seraphim knight beckoned Mason to sit near her and Mirror, along with Dremmick and Constance. [color=#C6DEFF]"Welcome. It over joys me to see you up and moving so briefly. You must rest, here.. Have a drink on me."[/color] Mirror was grateful to Mason and visibly so as he stood to his feet, placed a hand on his shoulder and shoved a tall mug of sweet alcohol into his hands. He then bent down and whispered into the boys ear. [color=#C6DEFF]"To new beginnings.."[/color] He pulled back and looked Mason in the eye before turning at the sound of something else.
[@Guy0fV4lor]
This Tavern was owned by Sol, yet it seemed many patrons did not have this bloodline. The festival brought people from all over to the humble corners the Sol made for themselves. None visibly showed this contrast more than the bandits whom shared Tyro blood. It was common place for a Fotian tavern to have more than a few rowdy guests. But in the cool open air and delicate natural ornamentation was the fiery dispositions of Siiga and her crew. Their rude comments and gestures were clear signs of being low class. It was a contrast to the Fotian royals who came. Who only made ways round the high class district near the castle. 

The rejoicing seraphim in the room noticed the commotion. Their merriment being matched with hostility. With a displeased scowl they eyed the bandits. An Aion knight shook his head, taking off his armor and dropping the metals to the ground. After doing so he raised his head back and swallowed from his mug for several seconds. He then set it down gently. He looked up now with a drunken smile. Rising to his feet he walked over to the two quarreling sides. One likely being a Sol, the other a Tyro. "What is the matter here? I came expecting peace and relaxation away from the horrors of battle. Yet here you are bringing it within these walls. Shameful." He shook his head. 

[color=#FBB917]"Well said. I have to remind myself of what kind of guests I invite when I beckon everyone across the lands."[/color]
Entering the bars shadow and becoming visibly solid was the form of King Vrondi. Though made entirely of energy he seemed very close to flesh, merely with a strong aura coursing through his body. His clothes and hair moved as if they were weightless. His bare footsteps were solid as if weight were behind them. Even a sound was made on the creaking wooden planks.
[@Brithwyr]

[color=#C6DEFF]"My my. So many things happening at once."[/color] Mirror spoke as he sat back down towards Dremmick in particular. He eyed the man for a moment with another passing friendly smile. He pointed towards Vrondi and leaned in towards Dremmick. [color=#C6DEFF]"Hey uh, Y'know that's the king right?"[/color] He then eased away. He spoke frankly yet softly as if he was cluing him in on something. All the while not pressing the matter further. He simply sat and watched the King as he addressed the bad blood in the room. Mirror sipped his new mug as he did so.
[@Jollan]

[color=#FBB917]"I am one wise enough to make good use out of a situation as distasteful as this."[/color] With a youthful vigor in his voice, despite his assumed age, Vrondi turned with arms behind his back in an elderly, yet monk like stance. [color=#FBB917]"You are a bunch of youthful folk. You merely need direction. I can sense the desires of those within this room. Some hold stronger than others. It takes a strong will to command the chaotic and divine forces that make our universe whole. Of those among you truly seeking what your heart desires I offer you this."[/color] His hand raised and light began to emit in orbs in various colors.

The light made a visualization of a map of the land. A red light marked the mountains south of Vrondi. There not too far off was a cave. [color=#FBB917]"Enter into the hollow depths and emerge atop Vrondi's mountain. There a ancient relic will be safely guarded. Take it and return it to me. Once you have completed this task I will have an audience with you. We will discuss what it is you desire and I will aid you in achieving this. May you band with others I will do the same for all of you. You have my word as King."[/color] As he spoke his words rang out into their minds. It was a declaration that everyone within the Tavern had heard.

Vrondi then turned to Siiga. [color=#FBB917]"Does this interest you young one?"[/color] He spoke as if an elder to a child, smiling as he did. 
[@Brithwyr]

Mirror smirked at this proposition. He looked towards Mason and then to Dremmick. [color=#C6DEFF]"Fancy an adventure? Or is that not your thing? Sure beats sitting around. Fraid I cant go however. Got loose ends to tie up and a home to defend when the next night comes."[/color] He looked at his drink and let a frost flow over it from beneath the palm of his right hand. [color=#C6DEFF]"I'd like to make a deal with some of you. Perhaps you'd listen and do it for me. Or you'd do it for your own gain. Either way I need someone in the Aion to go get this relic. Unfortunately I cannot spare any man power, the risk is too high with the nightly attacks."[/color] His eye lids narrowed as he appeared to have a bit of sorrow.

[color=#C6DEFF]"I no longer have anyone I can use in my stead when times are tough it seems. But I know you're reliable.. Dremmick. By the way you selflessly saved people on the right side. Not in self preservation at all."[/color] Mirror's words were flowing like a smooth river. He turned to Constance and briefly to Mason. [color=#C6DEFF]"You both have been a great help. With this you can help the Aion and achieve whatever else you desire. If armaments is what you need. I have you covered."[/color] He looked at them with a gentle smile, eyes darting a bit comically left and right between them. 

[@Jollan][@Guy0fV4lor][@geurls]