[Center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/181217/bd413ca589b84e921c495b3fbc015e80.png[/img][/Center][hr]Irvine´s movements throughout the crowded city streets were frantic and were executed through short, quick bursts of life. It was as if he was a marionette being controlled by an invisible giant, one with an affinity for the macabre. He made sure to dart his head around as well, in the exact same sudden fashion in case he was being suspected by the human scum all around him. If there was anything he hated more than having people invade the privacy of his office, it was him invading the world of everybody else. He felt alien and disgusted by those around him. They were certainly, most definitely thinking of despicable things about him. Yes... definitely!

He made his way to the pub where several of his new teammates had headed and clenched his jaw in frustration. Pubs... disgusting, awful, loud, dirty, smelly pubs. Rotten, raunchy, overcrowded, suspicious and malicious pubs. His level of irritation with the outside world had surpassed his standard displeasure and reached a level that could have been labeled "seething". He entered quickly and quietly like a twitching rat in the home of another. 

[color=89d154][i]Where are you people.[/i][/color] he thought to himself. The thought repeated several times in a various range of intensities inside of his mind. 

On his back was a large backpack with a meticulously organized assortment of ointments, cures and the like. His mind thought back to Alex´s words... his casual mentioning of the healer´s guild. The healer´s guild! Didn´t they know one of Heston´s best medics was right here? He had even made sure to pack one of his favorite bone saws in case it was required. Most of the backpack had been filled by the saw and what appeared to be a small rod, which was in fact an unorthodox staff used for healing magic. It was a cold and blunt affair of metal that looked nothing like a typical tool for healing but got the job done all the same. 

Moments later he had at last he had found his party. He approached them awash with relief in a set of respectable healer´s robes the color straw appeared to be at night. The man had handsome features and a bright smile that shone when he spoke. It was a pity then that he had let his passion in life consume him. 

[color=89d154]"Ah, how relieving it is to find members of my party! Ignore the words of that Alex fellow over the healer´s guild. I am a much better option!"[/color]