[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/M6C1ktc.jpg?1[/img][/center] [color=red]Time:[/color] Morning [color=red]Location:[/color] River Port [color=red]Interactions:[/color] Annya [@princess] , Saorise [@Potter] Raven [@Tae], Ismael [@Th3King0fChaos] [color=red]Equipment:[/color] Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, 1490 Amas, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush. Kharne's eyes cut towards the princess as she spoke, his movements paused until she was done. [color=gray]"Everyone blows off steam differently, and maybe working out some mental frustrations physically could have helped. Who knows, but for now I should get looking...and maybe see about getting tracking items for everyone."[/color] He said before slipping out of the room. He heard the meeting spot if he couldn't find her in what he assumed to be a timely manner. Those heavy footsteps faded from the groups ears as he went down the hall and down some stairs. A nod to the innkeep and he was out on the street. It was fairly early in the morning, but any port worth a damn was already bustling. His stride ate the distance between the inn and the clothing shop where Raven was last seen. Closing his eyes his nostrils flared and he inhaled. His mind shifting through the different smells before locking onto Raven's scent. His nose wasn't as good as a feral dogs but it was good enough to catch brief familiar scents. The girl didn't smell like any person on Avalia that he had snuffed before, there were materials he had never smelt before. Opening his eyes he began following that smell. He had to go slow to keep it locked on, but his size, arms, and armor got people to get out of his way. Even other mercenaries and soldiers moved when his eyes went from straight ahead from the task at hand to glaring down at them before returning to the task at hand. Intimidation was a good way of avoiding trouble, and getting people to move faster so he didn't have to get physical. Granted Raven was a high profile p.o.i and he'd normally be bulldozing the town to find her faster. But discretion was needed in this situation so as to not draw the dark elf attention to River Port. The more he followed her scent, the seedier the surroundings got. Which got him to get more tense. The surrounding smells weren't as pleasant as before, so now he had to use his eyes more than his nose. Too much stink could drown out the most familiar of scents unfortunately. So he went looking for that startlingly white hair of hers, assuming she was up and about and on the main path that is...