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[color=8a0303][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[color=8a0303][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Vanarosa
[color=8a0303][b]Mention(s):[/b][/color] Tanithil [@Lava Alckon], Amisra [@Tae]
[color=8a0303][b]Interaction(s):[/b][/color] Ismael [@Th3King0fChaos]
[hider=Equipment] Two [url=https://i.imgur.com/2JKnP1O.png]short swords[/url], two (concealed) [url=https://i.imgur.com/25iypLP.jpg]daggers[/url], two [url=https://i.imgur.com/7wXI3ik.jpg]pistols[/url], 465 amas.[/hider]
[/cell][/row][/table][indent]Along with Ismael, Arlen collected useful loot off the dead bandits. [color=af002a]“Alrigh’, then. Help me haul ‘em over yonder,”[/color] he indicated an alleyway leading to the nearest pier. The two dragged the corpses through the small, desolate path, then dumped them straight into the sea. [color=af002a]“Well!”[/color] Arlen clapped his hands together, then brushed them off as best he could. [color=af002a]“That’s that.”[/color]

He followed Ismael, letting the human lead along the streets which were all to familiar to the elf. They wouldn’t get lost, and he was curious to see how Ismael did in unknown environments. [color=af002a]“The most famous eatery here is Yolichi’s,”[/color] Arlen told him. [color=af002a]“Figure that's what you saw.” [/color]

The two meandered to the restaurant. Though the elf had proclaimed it as famous, it appeared rundown and rather dank. They had to enter through a rickety doorway, go down a narrow staircase, and arrive in a low-ceiling room. Despite the bland if rustic interiors, there were quite a few people there. Arlen and Ismael took a two-person table near a window.

[color=af002a]“Ya can ask ‘em to fry something fresh, or get something from the menu. Jus’ a heads up, the gator’s expensive stuff.”[/color]

The elf ordered a seafood stir fry and some ale, making casual conversation to Ismael as they waited. [color=af002a]“So…there’s another good place around ‘ere. Sailor’s Pleasure,”[/color] he smiled slyly. [color=af002a]“I know the people there, can probably get us a discount. Maybe some juicy info too~”[/color] he chuckled. [color=af002a]“Or are ya more the type to pick ‘em up for free?”[/color] He nodded at the folk surrounding them. [color=af002a]“Though, if ya changed ye mind, I’d always be up for some fun too, ya know?”[/color] Arlen grinned.

As the ale arrived, and he sipped on his drink, the elf grew thoughtful. [color=af002a]“Still…I know she’ll be fine, but I am worried ‘bout Amisra. Her bein’ her, her pride might have got hurt worse than her head,”[/color] he joked weakly, but his heart wasn’t in it. [color=af002a]“Maybe we should get some food packed up to go, bring it to our buddies on the ship.”[/color] He shrugged, then remembered something. [color=af002a]“Oh, yeah, weren’t ya sayin’ how you’re missin’ a dagger? We can stop by a blacksmith or a shop too.”[/color]

[hider=Tldr] Loots the bandit corpses, then chucks them into the sea with Ismael’s help. Goes to Yolichi’s Restaurant, where he and Ismael order some lunch. Chats up the human.[/hider][/indent][/color]