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[b][color=B4436C]Time:[/color][/b] Morning
[b][color=B4436C]Location:[/color][/b] Port Vanarosa, The Seagull ---> The alley
[b][color=B4436C]Interactions:[/color][/b] Arlen [@SilverPaw], Captain Drosis [@Blizz] Tanithil [@Lava Alckon], Ismael [@Th3King0fChaos]
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Amisra let out a small giggle at what Arlen pointed out. [color=B4436C]”You make a very valid point, I suppose we need to break ourselves of that habit. I guess we could call him the child.”[/color] She responded with a bit of a smirk.

Amisra's breath caught slightly as Arlen's hands settled on her shoulders, his touch warm and comforting. The tension that had been building within her began to dissipate under the gentle pressure of his fingers. She closed her eyes momentarily, savoring the brief respite from the weight of responsibility.

A soft smile curved her lips as she leaned into the soothing touch, grateful for Arlen's thoughtful gesture. [color=B4436C]"Thank you, Arlen,"[/color] she murmured, her voice filled with appreciation. [color=B4436C]"Your timing is impeccable, as always."[/color] She turned her head slightly to glance at him, her eyes meeting his briefly before she straightened up, her shoulders feeling lighter and more relaxed.

With a renewed sense of energy, Amisra nodded toward the direction where Tanithil and Ismael had gone. [color=B4436C]"Let's find them and make sure everything is alright. And who knows, maybe we'll stumble upon something interesting in the process,"[/color] she said, her tone filled with a mix of determination and curiosity.

Amisra stood up, her gaze locked with Arlen's for a moment longer before she followed her captain out of the bar, knowing Arlen wouldn’t be far behind. Once outside, Amisra let out a sigh as her eyes scanned the bustling streets, pondering Tanithil's likely whereabouts. She knew him well enough to predict that he would probably try to keep to the back alleyways despite them being potentially dangerous. It wouldn't be surprising if they found themselves in some sort of trouble. With a faint smile, she turned to Arlen and Drosis.

[color=B4436C]"I have a feeling I know where they might be,"[/color] she said, her voice laced with a mix of amusement and concern. [color=B4436C]"Follow me. They might have stumbled upon an interesting situation."[/color] She led the way through the busy streets, moving swiftly yet gracefully.

As she rounded a corner, she came upon the scene where Tanithil and Ismael were surrounded by the group of thugs. Amisra's eyes narrowed as she assessed the situation, realizing that their crewmates hadn't noticed their presence yet. Her gaze fell upon a nearby bin filled with potatoes, and a mischievous grin crept across her lips.

Without a moment's hesitation, Amisra swiftly picked up a potato from the bin and hurled it with precise aim, aiming directly at the orc's head. As the potato smacked against its target, she couldn't resist adding a taunting remark.

[color=B4436C]"Hey, big guy! Potato for your thoughts?"[/color] she called out, her voice carrying a playful yet confident tone. She merely intended to catch them off guard and provide a window of opportunity for Tanithil and Ismael to strike. She also drew her weapons, ready for a fight.[/color]