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[color=gold]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=gold]Location:[/color] Riverport - Boardwalk → Surfside Cafe
[color=gold]Interactions:[/color] Annya [@princess], Saorise [@Potter], and Arn [@Omni5876]
[Color=gold]Mentions:[/color] 
[color=gold]Armor:[/color]
A full suit of [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/597967434732929024/908440683092774992/fdd83f4f126aefaa4bd903ec63f9c36f.png?width=450&height=676]Steel Half Plate[/url] & a 
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/597967434732929024/908455448645091328/4e558567800f1435cff4791df8ecc4e2.png]Steel Targe[/url]
[url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/597967434732929024/908440683092774992/fdd83f4f126aefaa4bd903ec63f9c36f.png?width=450&height=676]Steel Half Plate[/url]
[Color=gold]Weapon(s):[/color]
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/597967434732929024/908465528568422420/074fbb8e4e66664c870eb3b1d3f049ed.png]Steel Longsword[/url][/center]
[color=gold]Inventory:[/color] [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/597967434732929024/864247090107908136/1879ac03cb92713cb9e4e17dcc2268d4.png]A rogue-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.
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Ismael had let out his feelings of the situation, knowing the stress of the situation was something on high, but then having the princess come in and call out the obvious elephant wasn't something to lash out at her for. Surely not something he should have called her out for like she was threatening them, however, he did want to make it clear in case of how things could become. After all, Ismael wasn't sure if Annya was already blowing over because of this, a war in your home, your people are dying, as you need to babysit what seems to be a motley crew of unstable individuals, and one just ran off. Ismael couldn't think of many people who could keep their cool, even in a situation like this, let alone be able to function properly.

However, Annya seemed to take immediate notice and even started talking down the situation, trying to reiterate her meaning with more clarity. As Ismael felt Annya grab his hand, Ismael let her grab it as he continued to listen. She wanted to get her point across in a softer and more sincere manner, as Ismael understood her actual intentions, not a threat, more clarity of the situation. She wanted to make sure they knew what they were getting into rather than having them find out later when turning back was not an option. Ismael let out a slight chuckle as he said, [color=gold]"Alright I get what you mean, thank you for bearing with what I said"[/color]. Ismael gave Annya's hand a slight squeeze before letting go as they went and grabbed Shae.

As they began their walk over, Annya spoke to Shae to see what yesterday was all about. Honestly, Ismael was in a very similar standpoint, he wanted to know why she was like that, after all, if they were going to be working together, he wanted to know who to look out for. He wanted them to steer clear of those people as he didn't want Shae to make an ass of herself, nor did he want the person to get beaten within an inch of their manhood. Once Shae spoke of why her outburst occurred, Ismael thought it was going to be a tall order to keep her away from people like her mother/that shopkeeper. Drunkards, Resting Soldiers, people down on their luck because of famine and war, honestly, anyone who is trying to forget about their troubles might be caught up in Shae's rampage. Ismael wouldn't think she'd go that far, but mattering on how her mother was, he wasn't 100% sure, maybe she left something less than controllable in her daughter.

Ismael didn't really respond, a little out of the fact he wasn't sure how to respond and also because it seemed like Annya was ready to respond with a bit of an optimistic line of comradery. When Annya passed the remark over to Ismael and said they were comrades now, Ismael laughed a little and said, [color=gold]"Yeah, I ain't gonna get away from you easily, that's for sure"[/color]. 

Once they made it to the little café, Ismael noticed a familiar face, a short man who had more hair than height who seemed to have been looking for someone. As Annya made her way to him quickly and greeted him, Ismael just watched and waited as he was going to let them speak among each other, after all, if he made his way here to talk to her about something, then that would mean that they would probably have come because of the war.