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[h1][color=D2691E]Farim[/color][/h1]
[color=D2691E][b]Location:[/b] Sorian Beach[/color] 
[color=D2691E][b]Time:[/b] Morning of the 23rd[/color]
[color=D2691E][b]Mentions:[/b] [color=palevioletred]Olivia[/color], [color=F4BC5E]Layla[/color] [@Potter], [color=BBC7E1]Charlotte[/color] [@Princess], [Color=salmon]Lorenzo[/color] [@FunnyGuy], [color=5486ae]Dr. John[/color]  [@Conscripts], [color=C17ECE]Ruby[/color] [@SausagePat], [color=limegreen]Kazumin[/color][@samreaper], [color=1E90FF]Sjan-dehk[/color] [@Apex Sunburn], and [color=007236]Dali[/color] [@Ojo chan 42][/color]

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As his conversation with Olivia continued, Farim couldn't help but notice the slowly growing crowd of individuals. Charlotte had left to see one person, and Lorenzo had dashed off to deal with his....affliction. But suddenly they had both returned with extra bodies. Farim didn't mind this one bit as he welcomed to opportunity to socialize. Lady Ariella he had recognized instantly, which made Farim cast a curious glance as to what exactly Lorenzo was placing into his cantine. [color=D2691E][i]She is just like my brother, heh.[/i][/color] He thought to himself, thinking of the many times Dali would've introduced himself to some errant herb or spice he wanted to try.

With Charlotte, came three distinct looking figures, and with the raise in company, Farim would put his hands on his knees and will himself up from his spot, doing his best to seem graceful and not disturb Olivia who had sat close to him. With his arms crossed and a wide smile he looked up the three men and nodded approvingly. [color=D2691E]"What a fine group of individuals we have here! All three of you I do not think I have met formally, but allow me to introduce myself."[/color] He gave a bow, his torso moving to be perpendicular with his waist as one arm softly swung behind and in front of him in a crossing motion. He rose back up to meet the gentlemen's gaze and continued. [color=D2691E]"I am Farim of Alidasht. Proud owner and propietor of the Farim's Dream trading company. I am pleased to meet each and every one of you. You all seem like fine people. If you have need of anything, please do not feel shy to ask. My pockets run deep, connections deeper, and well, I am a sucker for a good deal."[/color] He let out a light chuckle before taking a moment to size up the gents.

First was notably the giant of a man Roman. He wasn't entirely dull to the Ravenwood name. Frankly it had turned to be one of his more dependable foreign vendors and workshops to work with in his years as an up and coming entrepeneaur. "If you want quality, find the Ravenwoods." His stature and figure led Farim to see why such standards were in place. Yet the man's stride was deliberate, as if holding back from crushing the sand beneath his oppressive form. As he spoke, his manners were fine and pragmatic as usual. Farim rather enjoyed getting to know his business partners a little better. [color=D2691E]"Well I am familiar with the legendary blacksmith himself, Lord Ravenwood, but it is lovely to get to have some more friendly banter together away from all the dull paperwork and transactional language I am sure you hear plenty of. Pleasure to meet you."[/color]

The other two held far less of a connection to Farim, not because he avoided them but simply he had no occasion to procure medical supplies or practitioners. But now that the thought crossed his mind, it wouldn't be a bad investment into public health and medicine. He shelved the idea and made sure to send a warm grin and nod towards Dr. John's way. The outfit he had chosen was certainly interesting but Farim held no reservations. It was his body, he should cloth it how he pleases! Not to mention, a man who brings some refreshments with his presents was always a positive in Farim's book. [color=D2691E]"Free smoothies! Ah what a delight! I love good drink and food, Dr. Williamson. How fairs your latest endeavors in the medical field. Good, I hope?"[/color]

Then the man with the big hat and the even bigger ship accompanied them all. This fellow was quite the exotic one to Farim's eyes. He had features and speech patterns unlike any he had heard before. It was clear that perhaps the mother tongue of this land was not his first one, but Farim admired his tenacity in learning multiple languages like he had. He quickly darted his eyes up and down the mans physique, finding himself rather impressed that despite the light clothing there was clearly some definition in him. This was a man who knew his ship, knew his crew, and worked them both to their core, as he should. There were certainly some questions and opportunities in knowing such a capable vessel and its captain, but for now Farim chose to be more social rather than political. [color=D2691E]"Sada Kurau...a fine name for a fine ship. I admire your capabilities already, dear Sjan-dehk! Welcome to this lovely gathering of fine nobles. What exactly brings you to this part of the world, my friend?"[/color]

His attention flicked over to Ariella, offering her a second bow, albeit less dramatic than the first. [color=D2691E]"And to round it all off, I do hope you had a pleasant end to your evening when we last met, Ariella. It was wonderful to get to walk with you the other night."[/color] He didn't want to mention the sudden arrival of her brother and the emergency that permitted such a speedy getaway, not in front of everyone. He kept a bright smile just for her though to avoid any unsolicited reactions or suspicions of her evening.

Just as he was about to finish his round of introductions, a familiar figure approached, and every footstep carried just as much sass as he feared it would. His dear cousin, flaunting the bronze beauty of her skin to the onlookers that he knew existed. He figured she got a bit of a kick out of watching people [color=F4BC5E]"Far below a woman of her stature gaze at her like dogs who could only dream of getting a taste of the perfect meal in front of them."[/color] Or something to that effect. They had just spent a rather pleasant day shopping together and he finally began to see a more kind side to his cousin, yet a coin always carries two sides, and here she was baring down on his group of newfound friends with plenty of insults.

Still, he kept his cool and smirked at his cousin, not wanting to lose to her taunts. [color=D2691E]"Well it is a pleasure to see you too, cousin. I figured you could enjoy yourself at a place like this, so remniscent of our homeland. But I suppose I underestimated your ... oh what was it we used to call it back home ... killjoy potential?"[/color] He gave a sneer before crossing his arms and continuing his friendlier cadence. [color=D2691E]"I doubt you are interested, but we are just conversing over some-"[/color] His words were cut off as she more or less ignored him and continued her relentless verbal assault. An assault that quickly became volatile as she poured an entire smoothie over Charlotte's head, and the subsequent reaction from Olivia. 

As the guards surrounded her, Farim stomped into the sand, dragging his foot under the front facing guard's stance and toppling him in one move. He grabbed the shoulder of the guard to his left and pinned the arm of the guard to his right that held a weapon. [color=D2691E]"You come here to start some trouble? I will quickly dissolve it before another national tragedy is upon us."[/color] He threw the two guards off their balance, shifted their stance back. He turned to the final guard and glared at him, daring to make a move. Farim had an unassuming build, but back home he had trained under the watchful and oppressive eye of Grand Master Hafaam. He learned the ways of the Krav Maga and knew how to throw several men twice his size on their feet. 

[color=D2691E]"Do not think you can throw your guards around so flippantly here, cousin."[/color] He sneered once more and crossed his arms. [color=D2691E]"Unless you wish for me to knock each and every one down to size."[/color] He looked around at the group and slowly exhaled. [color=D2691E]"Allow me to offer an equal claim to yours, [b]dear cousin[/b]. I hold you all to the highest standard and so far, I am disappointed. So from here on, you touch any of [i]my friends[/i], and it is [i]you[/i] who will be in trouble. I will have each and every one of you sent back home if I must, hadid kalimati (mark my words)."[/color] It was then the guards gathered and Layla left just about as quickly as she appeared. With a final quip he spoke out [color=D2691E]"Hells if she undressed she would still likely have more clothes on than you, but you have yourself a day as pleasant as your attitude, Layla."[/color] He rolled his eyes and scoffed.

With that, he reached down and grabbed a towel, flicking the sand off it and quickly rushing to Charlotte's side to wipe off any errant slushy liquids that may be on her. [color=D2691E]"Forgive my intrusion but my family caused this mess so I shoud be the one to clean it up. May I?"[/color] He wouldn't go errantly rubbing her with a towel without her consent, but he felt partially guilty for not stopping the smoothie pour. He likely couldn't have reacted in time, but that tinge of [i]what if[/i] hung on his mind. [color=D2691E]"At the very least, let me purchase some new clothing for you, should this set be ruined."[/color]
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