[center][color=4E7699][h1]Arcturus[/h1][/color][sub][b]Interacting with:[/b] [@Hero][@Raijinslayer][@KiwiTime][@Sloth][/sub][/center]

[color=4E7699]"Is that what that was?"[/color] Arc slung the wet wash rag over his shoulder. He wasn't wearing a cape this time; it would have gotten dirty while he was handling cleaning materials, and that wouldn't have been good in the slightest. [color=4E7699]"Sorry about that! I didn't really see it properly, so I thought it was something like [i]this[/i]."[/color]

He flexed again. Someone in the tavern tossed coins at him.

[color=4E7699]"Thank you!"[/color] he called out to the mystery donor(s). The mage crouched down to quickly gather up currency before it could be trampled or kicked aside. Being paid for such simple work had bothered him long before, but his time with Winter's Blade made him realize such tips were a fact of life. For him, at least. Apparently this didn't happen to other people for some reason. It was definitely a strange phenomena, but not any weirder than some of the other things that went on in this hall. 

[color=4E7699]"I guess folks really appreciate clean tables, huh?"[/color] Arcturus commented offhandedly. He placed the coins one by one into another small sack, and underhand tossed it to the bar counter where Serena and some of the others were. Then, with a dramatic flourish and a flash, his iconic blue cape returned to its rightful place on his shoulders. He was now ready to address his companions for this mission. [color=4E7699]"I'm glad to see we've got a posse going,"[/color] the de-facto party leader said. He pressed a hand to the guild mark on his breastplate and smiled. [color=4E7699]"I'm sure if Mrs. Whitecliff were here now, she'd be..."[/color]

He pondered that thought.

[color=4E7699]"...She'd probably still be pretty sad actually,"[/color] Arcturus decided. He had dropped his smile at this point; he would've been sad if his hypothetical kid went missing. [color=4E7699]"But I'm sure she'd be relieved to know there are people willing to help. I've talked to her already, so I'll explain when we hit the woods on the east side of town. Let's go!"[/color]

Arcturus began to lead his group through the exit of the guild and the city of White Harbor, and to the site of a forest on the outskirts of town. Although once he was confident his teammates understood the direction they were headed, he fell back into step with the unidentified reporter.

[color=4E7699]"Sorry about that,"[/color] he apologized, [color=4E7699]"I would've introduced myself more properly earlier, but we're kinda in a rush, so I didn't want to dwell on ceremony for too long. I'm Arcturus, most people call me Arc, though."[/color]