[h2][color=6ecff6]Galain Jinn[/color][/h2][h3]Some sort of pub...[/h3][hr]
"[color=6ecff6]That would be me.[/color]" A voice replied to the inquisitive dragon-man. It was a soothing baritone, almost harmonic.

Unnoticed by the other patrons, perhaps due to his patient stillness, or more likely the fact he decided to wear a dark hood and sit himself in the corner of the bar, was a hooded figure, enjoying a mug of fruity wine clutched by a pale hand wearing a glistening gem-bearing silver ring. Leaning on the bar next to him was some sort of long blade, wrapped meticulously in parchment. Swiftly, he finished the rest of his drink, allowing the wine to flow smoothly into his throat before placing the mug gently onto the counter. Standing up, he removed his hood, his white hair shimmering with his movement, before turning to face everyone else.

A 6'4 Bright Elf bearing a mithril circlet and a soft expression. His eyes were closed, yet at the same time, it felt as if he were scrutinizing everyone else in the room. With a stroke of his chin and a nod, he lifted his blade up, bringing it to a harness attached to his belt. To those who were trained in the combat arts, it seemed that this elf moved with careful deliberation, almost efficiently. To others, he seemed... strange. Both fast and slow at the same time. Such was the nature of elves, whose entire body chemistry was slower than the younger races.

"[color=6ecff6]Galain Jinn.[/color]" He spoke, revealing himself to be one of the few raiders who once served [i]that freak of nature[/i] who almost brought down the Bronze Castle once more.

"[color=6ecff6]It seems that we are all gathered to this guild for the same reason. I'm sure you all have one of these, as well.[/color]"

Pulling back the sleeve from his left arm, Galain revealed his ring to everyone else. It wasn't quite hard to miss, and didn't even require him to pull his sleeve back in order to show it. However, the gesture would soon make sense as the stone inlaid within the ring began to [i]glow[/i], causing his finger to bleed. Scarlet strands trickled down to his bear arm, revealing that this ring was more than it appeared.

Yes, it seemed the ring was [i]spiked[/i] onto the elf.