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[Color=crimson]Time:[/color] Afternoon
[Color=crimson]Location:[/color] Surfside Cafe
[Color=crimson]Interaction:[/color] [@princess] Risa, [@Allivefalling] Kyran[/center]

A grit-tooth smile and widened eyes greeted the fox demi-human. A look of excitement flashed on the face of the dragonborn as Kyran shifted form and took hold of his lance. His words were but a challenge. A challenge he would attempt to overcome by his very nature. Risa's presence nearly faded into the background, but she spoke up just in time.

With his attention now on Risa, Valaeon's expression calmed. He was not here for a battle, though it would be a nice bonus to meeting Risa Millinia. He walked forward and stopped a foot from the patio's fence. Looking downward, he stared silently into her eyes for a moment before wincing and then sighing.

[Color=crimson]"That might be a problem with so many listening ears. Besides, I'm a terrible whisperer! Hahaha!"[/color] His booming laugh could be heard by all around. [Color=crimson]"I will say this. I know who you are and what you are trying to do. You can count me as a supporter, perhaps even a friend if you are truly serious about me having all the potato cakes I can eat!"[/color] Valaeon glanced at Kyran, giving him a warm smile. [Color=crimson]"Oh and I like your bodyguard. Very brave."[/color] Valaeon gave him a nod and made his way around into the patio area. He groaned as he maneuvered around the seats. His tail knocked a chair or two over, but he continued on. If he went back to fix his mistake, he would only make matters worse.

[Color=crimson]"So, fairy, let us talk about how little a chance you have in being successful."[/color] He said in a non-joking tone before he took a seat on the patio floor. Valaeon and chairs were in a lifelong feud.