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[Color=goldenrod][b]Time:[/b][/color] Evening
[Color=goldenrod][b]Location:[/b][/color] Tipsy Tavern!
[Color=goldenrod][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Annya [@princess], Bron [@GingerBoi123], and Bardulf [@Lava Alckon]
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[url=https://imgur.com/nFFwshr] Backpack (top right)[/url]
[url=i.imgur.com/LhphK55.jpg] Bow and quiver of arrows[/url]
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Where Kaleb thought he’d find timidness, he discovered Bron’s aggressive response instead. It broke Kaleb entirely out of character as he briefly looked like a deer in headlights. This dwarf was not Arn, hell, he was far from it from the way, he expressed his agency in the situation. 

Despite Bron’s height, Kaleb had this underlying feeling the dwarf would fold him if he was [i]in the mood[/i] to. [color=goldenrod][i]Poise. Poise. Poise. Confidence, not arrogance.[/i][/color] Kaleb let the mantra play in his mind as Annya stepped in. Taking the spotlight was excusable, but what she did to his hair… HIS HAIR! If looks could kill, Kaleb would have killed Annya a dozen times over. He clenched his teeth as he grimaced down at the back of her head. There was a wave of heat that traveled across his skin.

However, he wouldn’t discount her attempt in diffusing the situation at hand. Annya had been a mess a while ago, but from what Kaleb observed before and currently, Annya was a leader. While attempting to repair the damage done to his hair, another arrived. 

[color=f7941d]“He...Hello there. You wouldn't happen to know much about this town would you? I am...new around here. I'm just looking for a place to stay and any kind of information you're willing to share. I hope I am not interrupting anything?”[/color]

Kaleb was quite ready to snap at this one as well but reminded himself of his experience with Bron. Swift was Annya in addressing the man who she appeared to examine closely. [color=goldenrod][i]What is she doing?[/i][/color] He looked the man over and noticed the lack of pointiness in his ears. 

[color=goldenrod]“Hmph, looks like staying at the brothel instead of walking with Bron was a good idea after all.”[/color] Kaleb’s arrogance had returned, but unfortunately, his feelings about Annya ruining his hair had yet vanished. In fact, Kaleb was boiling inside, almost literally, as steam began to rise from off of him. [color=goldenrod]“So instead of fucking up MY HAIR, how about you listen to me next time!”[/color] As he roared, flames briefly flashed in his palms



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