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[h1][color=D2691E]Farim[/color][/h1]
[color=D2691E][b]Location:[/b] Outside Callum's Tavern[/color] 
[color=D2691E][b]Time:[/b] 3pm[/color]
[color=D2691E][b]Mentions:[/b] [color=00F8FE]Callum[/color] [@Helo] and [color=slateblue]Ariella[/color] [@Tpartywithzombi][/color] 

[b]Disclaimer: I am using rough translations of words so major apologies if I mis-interpret or mis-use certain verbs.[/b]
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Farim walked out of the tavern with a slight jump in his step, seeming almost too excited to begin this little scheme. He placed his pointer finger and thumb into his mouth, blowing harshly until a sharp whistle came from his mouth. A brief pause followed by a resounding [color=D2691E][b]CAWW!!![/b][/color] filled the air as Farim's favored pet came from atop the tavern where she had been roosting until now. The two nearby guards looked surprised as the foreign man began to converse with his bird. 

[color=D2691E]"Oh my beautiful falcon how are you this evening~?"[/color] He spoke almost as if he was about to sing, talking sweetly to the bird whose head naturally craned into his hand, almost begging for small pets. Farim of course gave his falcon all the pets she could ask for, and gently ran his hand over her head and down her back. [color=D2691E]"Were you waiting all day for me to finally call you back? You are too precious."[/color] He turned his head, acting as if he just now noticed the guards looking at him with quizzical glares.

[color=D2691E]"Oh trust me. I may seem silly talking to her, but she is very smart! She understands my every word!"[/color] The two men seemed skeptical, one of whom piped up. [color=Lightgreen]"Right, that's what they all say."[/color] Farim took his hand and placed it over his chest, as if to feign being offended by the mere notion of Thara being just like any other animal. [color=D2691E]Wallah, you do not believe me? Watch!"[/color] He fixed his posture and looked at his bird with a nod, which prompted her to nod back. The two guards looked at each other in disbelief, both of them smirking as if this was all just some carnival act.

Farim then snapped his fingers and Thara jumped from his arm, circling above for a few moments. [color=D2691E]"Yaghus!"[/color] Thara immediately pulled in her wings and dove to the ground, pulling up mere inches from the ground. [color=D2691E]"Taklifa!"[/color] Farim shouted another phrase in his homeland's tongue while pointing at the guards. They both looked confused as Thara came down once more and quickly flew between them, catching them both by surprise. One even reached for his blade at his hip with a stern look. [color=Lightsalmon]"The hell's your problem?! Trying to get us to put you away, you fancy clown in women's clothes?"[/color] Farim felt a slight tinge in anger rise up, but chose to keep his cool in lieu of the fact that his plan was very much working.

[color=D2691E]"Hayaa, what do you mean? You said you did not believe me so I provide proof. Here, something less terrifying for the proud royal guard!"[/color] He chuckled to himself as he softened his posture, clapping his hands and spouting another word: [color=D2691E]"Yahum!"[/color] Thara came back down, much slower than before, and batted her wings to stay afloat as long as she could before inevitably floating down to the ground. [color=D2691E]"Mawja!"[/color] Yet another foreign word escaped his lips, causing Thara to raise her wing and, in a slight waving motion, gesturing towards the guards. Farim smirked and walked up to them, saying one final word to end his little show. [color=D2691E]"Aelaa, Thara, aelaa."[/color] He spoke softer as Thara came up to his arm once more, and stood to look at the guards before posing his next statement.

[color=D2691E]"Now I hope I have softened your moods some. I suppose the Princess will not be looking to join myself for the Shehzadi dinner this evening? She seemed rather dour in mood...Will she be okay?"[/color] The first guard piped up, keeping as professional a tone as he could. [color=Lightgreen]"Her highness will be unavailable this evening, at her request. She said you would understand."[/color] Farim nodded, turning his attention to the other guard. [color=D2691E]"Before I forget, that little quip you shared earlier...."[/color] The second guard felt himself grow a little stiff from embarassment, not realizing he had insulted one of the Shehzadi guests from Alidasht. [color=D2691E]"I could care less what a sellsword thinks of me, but if you see anyone who looks like me dressed like this and make similar remarks..."[/color] He took one step closer, lowering his voice into a whisper. [color=D2691E]"A flying bird will be the least of your worries."[/color] His expression seemed grim, almost both a promise and warning to the guard, before he flipped it back to a much more personable look. All the guard could do was nod, but he kept himself stern and unmoving to not show any form of emotion or fear to the man who just casually threatened his life. 

[color=D2691E][i]That should have bought them enough time.[/i][/color] He took a step back, giving a long and formal bow to the two guards. [color=D2691E]"Well I shall begin preparations for my evening, if either of you gave a damn. If the Princess asks, I am not offended nor upset by her choice, and will happily find her at a better time. Good day to you both."[/color] He began to walk away, seeing what he believed to be Lady Edwards' carriage taking off from behind the tavern. With a grin he looked back to his bird, continuing his walking pace. [color=D2691E]"Speaking of plans...Thara, I have a favor to ask."[/color] The bird cocked her head, as if completely ready to hear what Farim had to say.
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