[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210713/5eaef0d53ec17801fe41b09931b408a1.png[/img][/center] [sub]Time: 10:00am Location: The Nest Exterior Interactions: Orias [@helo], Nabarra [@nasty], Kuroi [@hide on mana], Mika [@Tae], 'Slick' [@FunnyGuy], Orias [@helo] Equipment: [url=https://kaermorhenforge.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/witcher-sword-1m.jpg]Bladedancer Sword[/url], leather armour, cloak, an empty coin pouch. [/sub] [hr] Sivaros dropped the half full mug of ale as he was literally dragged out by Mika. With a sigh, he would relent the quest for free booze as the group would make their exit but he could easily be heard laughing as they all took their leave from the chaos at their backs. Whether it was the rather rapid intake of alcohol or the alleged spiking of said alcohol, Siv was having a bit of trouble finding his footing even for him. However, he couldn't help but have a feeling of relief having to run into Mika so easily. He was assigned to be her ward by the Sun Kingdom so she could safely meet with the Elven Princesses and their entourage of humans. For once, Siv had eagerly taken on the assignment when he heard who exactly he'd be protecting. What his superiors probably didn't know, is that Mika and Sivaros had met before when he was on another assignment in Roshmi... was it eight... No, must've been at least twelve months since their paths had crossed last. The Elf would be lying to himself if he wasn't hoping to meet Princess Mikazuchi just on her own, but having extra protection in this Kuroi and 'Slick' wasn't necessarily a bad thing either. It seemed they both liked to fight or at the very least used to it. Kuroi seemed to have garnered a bit of a reputation for his skills around these parts which piqued Siv's competitive nature greatly. Even more unknown, he hadn't had a good chance to say hello to this 'Slick' or get a good look at him but Sivaros figured there'd be time for pleasantries when they were sober. Suddenly, his attention was turned as there was an unfamiliar voice behind them. [i][color=a980d6]"Oi fucker. Do you hate Dark Elves too? How do ya feel about helpin' my friend and I bloody well kill some?"[/color][/i] Siv would sigh before letting down the hood of his cloak, revealing his pointed ears without any clue of who was tapping his shoulder. [color=8dc73f]"Well as much as I'd LOVE to drop what I was doing to join you, we've got some pretty important business to take care of so I'd say me and my friends here might have to decline."[/color] He'd reply, slightly slurred and with a bit of a wobble when he turned around, greeted by the visages of the two masked individuals. [color=8dc73f]"Although I do love these get-ups... Where [i]did[/i] you get these charming little masks from?"[/color] The Bladedancer inquired drunkenly, slowly raising his finger to tap the cat mask on the nose. While he did not say 'boop', he was thinking it.