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[color=gold]Time:[/color] Dusk
[color=gold]Location:[/color] River Port
[color=gold]Interactions:[/color] Annya [@princess], Raven [@Tae], Saoirse [@Potter], Kharne [@Kazemitsu]
[color=gold]Equipment:[/color] [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/597967434732929024/864247090107908136/1879ac03cb92713cb9e4e17dcc2268d4.png]A rouge-ish set of clothing[/url], his dog tags, and a set of [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/31/ac/9d/31ac9df882a7577c5c14acbde89f35e1.jpg]faux demihuman Wolf ears[/url], a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4d/f4/f9/4df4f95b9fef4d52de3dd97f062d457b.jpg]Ring of Disguise[/url], two rations of food, water flask, a bar of soap and a few other portable hygienic products.[/center]
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Once Ismael felt the Troll fall he flicked over to the other troll to witness it rise and get impaled by a tree. Ismael started breathing in slowly as the lightning on him slowly disappeared. Ismael looked over to Annya to see her get up, as he sighed in some relief as she didn't seem too messed up. However the thing that excited Ismael was that they were leaving the forest of terrible things and monsters. This was not Ismael's first time being in a port city, the cries of birds, the laughter of children, the clattering and movement of people and larger vehicles, and the smell of the sea. Sure a few things here and there were different, like carts are replacing cars, and the ships only have sails, yet it feels more like a port in a 3rd world country rather than in a first world country. The bustle of people trying to sell goods, the children running about every now and again one looked like they are eyeing them up like a potential pickpocket target. Ismael feels like he never left earth.

Once the reached their inn, Ismael's first reaction was to slowly take notice of his surroundings, first what was near the inn, then who normally frequented the inn, then what was the actual upkeep on the inn. Ismael wanted to be sure that where he was, wasn't an obvious den of scum. As once they had rooms they all waited as Annya left to get somethings. Ismael was happy Annya bought an extra room for the Girls, it would allow for some sense of normality. After all, there was so much that happened that something as simple as your own bed could make someone much more comfortable. Ismael was relaxing he had a much more simple time with his upkeep than he was normally used to. After all, he had nothing really to worry about. But still he needed to make sure he was alright still, so Ismael took off his boots to check his feet, trench foot is a killer that can find anyone who doesn't even notice. And in a new world with his understanding of how far their knowledge had came in certain regards, he wished not to lose a foot to shoes that he didn't trust in yet, And socks are gonna be a real killer based on how much would it cost to get such things. Yet he was also worried about that move he did against that Troll, it was an effective move, yet he was worried his body might be feeling it soon as that was quite a bit of exertion on himself and that kick could have messed him up more than he realized it. Yet after he inspected himself he was happy to see he preformed that well.

Ismael grabbed a bit of his food and ate as he waited for them to start doing something, now was time for rest, so Ismael would do just that. As a little while later Annya made it back and suggesting that they did some shopping, Ismael wasn't against it. Getting equipment would be a big help, after all, he wished not to fight with his fist forever. Ismael had also an intrest in shopping with Kharne, would he be much more of a stick in the mud, or is he able to know when to play.