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[color=662d91][h1] [center]Micah Aarseth [/center] [/h1][/color]

The drunken man that was holding Micah up looked over towards the woman talking to him, Looking back towards Micah who was holding onto the man so he didn't fall down. "Eh fuck it, this little piss ant ain't worth it" The man put Micah back onto his feet. As the man walked away, Micah was collecting himself. "We thank you deeply for saving us, how can we repay you?" Micah was starting to follow the woman. 

"Do you desire to speak with a dead relative? or to explore worlds that you only ever dream about?" He said now standing behind her, He seemed to be speaking rapid and without contrasting his thoughts. Letting out a deep breath and shaking his head, "Our apologizes for the many question, we are still hysterical form almost being punched" He wiped the collar of his robes. "Our name is Micah, what is your name?" He asked now speaking in a more friendly tone.