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[h1][color=D2691E]Farim[/color][/h1]
[color=D2691E][b]Location: Park of Sorian[/b][/color]
[color=D2691E][b]Time: 11am[/b][/color]
[color=D2691E][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] [color=E77298]Anastasia[/color] [@princess]
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[color=E77298]"Super amazing to meet you Farim, and your cousins were also no trouble. Sorry again about the mess last night..."[/color]

He smiled at the gesture of hers, enjoying her curtsy and bubbly personality as she spoke. [color=D2691E]"Honestly, while I don't wish them harm...a little humility will go a long way for some of them."[/color] He couldn't help but let out a slightly loud syllable of a chuckle before coughing once to regain his composure. [color=D2691E]"I love [i]most[/i] of them all the same."[/color] He suppressed the urge to scowl at the thought of a particular lacking father figure, silently cursing his bloodline for what could only be the 100th time in his life.

[color=E77298]"Oooh... Many have the same impression of me and I think there are certainly worse reputations."[/color]

A sly grin moved along Farim's right cheek as he couldn't help but tilt his head and earnestly ask a rhetorical question. [color=D2691E]"People refer to you as a needy bird? Well that certainly isn't very nice..."[/color] He spoke with feigned innocence and smiled at her. He continued to listen to her talk about her now gone friend and the idea of frequenting the park together. He grew rather fond of the idea quickly, having no plans himself and wanting something new to break apart the monotony of the morning that had started so terribly with the gathering in the main hall. 

[color=D2691E]"An excellent idea. It would be more comforting to have someone more familiar with the area to 'show me the ropes' as they say."[/color] He took a brief glance around the various stalls and noticed two particular stands that stood out immediately to him. The first being a game of what he could only assume was ring-toss. He noticed several folks trying and several folks failing to chuck a colorful ring onto varying bottles. The second game he looked at reminded him of a few peddlers back home who would use this routine to get a quick coin out of any unsuspecting players. A simple game of sleight of hand that he knew all too well, and would love to see if the vendors of Sorian held a candle to the streetfolk of Alidasht. 

[color=D2691E]"That ring game looks interesting, as does the coin in the cup. But what do you think would be best?"[/color] He wanted to hear her opinion after all, and only just now did he notice her outstretched hand. He gently reached and placed his to match their palms and began to hold a grip strong enough to follow her should she pull but soft enough to not smother her hands. He even noticed a soft texture to them that distracted him for a moment before he returned the smile she was giving him. He looked up for just a moment and let loose a single long-toned whistle. [color=D2691E]"That's just so she knows to follow us. Wherever you'd like to go, I shall follow!"[/color] He winked with his right eye as he finished, ready to take off to whatever direction the woman desired them to go.
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