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[color=1BC617]Time: Morning
Location: Avian City
Interactions: Yuka[@princess], Augus IV [@Funnyguy]
Equipment: Sword, bow and arrows, small knife, wayfinder, fire kit, a pouch of amas[/color]
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[color=B7E3B6]Orias cringed at the sarcastic titles Yuka began to address him by. [color=1BC617]“Just Orias is fine.”[/color] He insisted, as the demihuman bounded off looking like a child with free reign in a confectionary store. 

[color=1BC617]“She is joking, we are not married,”[/color] Orias said, clarifying the situation to both young Augus and the store clerk. [color=1BC617]“Merely friends.”[/color] Though he didn’t know if that was really true but, it was the simpler way to phrase it. He walked directly towards the transmission bracelets first, grabbing one, before looking through the store that somehow managed to be arranged the same no matter the town or city it popped up in. There was little else here he thought they truly needed, and Orias had no plans to waste amas. Eventually, he found Yuka unraveling the rope in the store like a kitten might with a ball of yarn.

[color=1BC617]“I don’t think the plan is to propel out of Avain City, what is all this rope for?”[/color] He asked eyeing the pile that gathered at the ground, hoping he wasn’t about to regret asking. [/color]