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[center][h1][color=00aeef]Kavius(Cav-e-is) Hishamie[/color][/h1][/center]

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Outfit = (A) 1 long sleeve, black, cloth tunic. Doesn't protect against much but it does feel amazing to wear.
(B) 1 light blue wool pants
(C) A pair of light brown leather shoes
(D) 1 sheath and longsword
(E) 1 waist bound pouch = Money, small wrapped up string, an even smaller pouch with orb shaped candy inside. 
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Kavius was delighted when Samara took the lead ahead of him. Sam had firmly grasped his wrist and simply guided him towards the [i]correct[/i] path to take, which was something Kavius adored about Sam. That she knew him pretty well and still believed she had the authority to do things like grabbing him and leading him to places without asking. Granted to be grabbed was simply something abhorrent to Kavius and to be led away in a direction he didn't choose? Kavius would shudder when thinking of such a horror to befall his personage. But for the same reason he did not fight against this at the moment was because........Sam was Sam. Nothing more needed to be said or even dwelled upon in the mind of Kavius. While traversing through the crowd on their way to the bar Kavius had spoken to Samara even though the rather large dwelling of similar minded individuals and people selling their wares made it difficult to be heard. 

"[color=004b80]You know I dont that I drink that often Sam-a-lam[/color]", Kavius more or less tried to yell while resisting the urge to laugh as he spoke, "[color=004b80]Or get that drunk really. Except for when you switch out my mug, and yea I know you do it! I just always forget about it until after it happens[/color]!"

Kavius at first only wanted to use this as an excuse to go goof off and possibly spend a little money, but actually doing this job might be fun. Maybe? Sam seemed into it, so with that thought Kavius decided. Once they finished goofing off he would show a little enthusiasim about the job. Sure, when he gets bored Kavius guessed he would just walk away and find something else to do. Or just take a nap. He had not truly done any exploring since arriving here, which was something he truly enjoyed when done somewhere far away from cities and settlements, but in truth their money troubles were a constant issue at the moment. Kavius tried to not spend money frivolously but then again in truth Kavius assumed they would be very far away from civilization for the majority of their time spent here when the group first arrived. Especially not such a lucrative job offer as well. Since Sam had been able to hawk all of the stuff they "acquired" in that golem fiasco and get a decent price for a bit of it they were fine at the moment. It had not been too long since they had such a heavy pouch, but Kavius was just happy that Sam was overzealous with joy over their pouch. 

The duos short travel came to end as Kavius and Samara arrived in front of the tavern. Samara relayed to Kavius that this apparently was the best place in the area for the best drink. Kavius could believe it, but he had not had that high of an opinion of most of the city already. Including this area. With a pep in his step and a smile that matched his mood Kavius skipped once to be ahead of Samara as they walked towards the tavern. 

"[color=004b80]Excuse me fair maiden[/color]," Kavius said to Sam as he turned his head so he could look at at Sam from his left side as they walked to the tavern, "[color=004b80]but please allow me to walk ahead.  Someone who is as precious as you should never ever walk into a building first. Its just manners[/color]." Kavius was failing to supress a grin when he spoke, Sam was probably gonna get her revenge for this public spectacle.

As first Kavius entered the bar, who was then joined by Sam a moment later, the wonderful smell that came along with a tavern hit their nostrils like a slap on the face. Not that Kavius was going to complain, it wasnt truly awful by any means. Kavius also guessed he should probably refrain from anything that looks like disrespect until they were both inebriated because clearly thats what they both had come here for. So Kavius looked around the Tavern for a moment, remembering at that moment that seeing so many different kinds of people did excite him a little at times.

"[color=004b80]Alright Sam-a-lam, lets[/color] -", tried to say before he was cut off by a rather handsome fellow who had jumped upon the flat surface of the bar table he was near. 

Upon words Kavius had never expected to hear words of recruitment for that scout job at this moment of time but, true to his own personal beliefs and convictions, Kavius instantly shot his hand over and gently pulled on Sams nearby wrist upwards until it looked like........someone was holding up the hand of someone else.

"[color=004b80]Right here[/color]", Kavius said loudly. The reality was that Kavius did indeed mean it when he thought to himself how he would take the job seriously. Sam wouldn't hit him and they could use the money. This personal conviction was enough to cause Kavius to react physically as he did before stopping to think. "[color=004b80]She volunteers...and so do I[/color]", Kav spoke with a slight hint of exacerbation in his voice.