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[sub]Location: Eye of the Beholder[/sub]
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Kira’s quiet contemplation concerned Ivor as he watched her, trying to puzzle out what might be going on in her head. She was normally quiet, but this quiet felt…different; Ivor wondered if he might have said something wrong. As her gaze returned to meet him, his fears alleviated with her response and he beamed a wide smile back at her. She was still just as quiet, but this ‘different’ quiet felt good. She hadn’t returned the affection, just as Aleksi had done all those years ago, but she gave him a kind of acknowledgement, and more than likely the closest thing to a ‘thank you’.

Her mouth moved to speak again before a loud voice echoed throughout the tavern, causing even the likes of Ivor to turn in surprise. He blinked at the four armed man making his own grand entrance, a kindred spirit if there ever was one. Syraea was quickly on top of him, seemingly ready to chew out this man for disturbing the tavern’s peace, Ivor felt lucky that his own exuberance did not warrant him earning such tongue lashings. Kira’s voice brought him back to their conversation, another question about his old friend and comrade; not of the past, but of the present.

Ivor’s eyes closed as he searched his memories, as there was a time shortly after his transformation he continued to watch over his tribe. It was nearly seven summers ago now that the bear had encroached upon their village and Ivor’s untimely demise. He had watched over them, but even he realized at some point that they were better off on their own without another monster lurking in their midst. He had left, wandered the wilderness, surviving off the fat of the land. Whatever memories he had of Aleksi were left behind that day, of a warrior simply trying to survive and protect his people.

Ivor’s eye opened, a mixture of nostalgia and regret, [color=9a45dc]“Ivor-”[/color]

Suddenly the four armed man had begun to sing, [b]really sing[/b]. Ivor had found the common tongue to be a confusing language to learn, but coupling it with this blightborn’s accent only made the language more difficult to understand. In an attempt to tune it out and continue the conversation, Ivor spoke up to answer Kira.

[color=9a45dc]“Ivor, shamefully does not know where Aleksi is…Last I saw him was many moons and summers ago. He is a warrior though, he is a protector of the tribe and if he is not with my people, then he has gone to Seluna.”[/color] Ivor smirked, [color=9a45dc]“Ivor does not think a stubborn bastard like him would die so easily,”[/color] he closed his eyes, [color=9a45dc]“but if he has, I hope that Seluna welcome him with open bosom.”[/color]

As Ivor’s eyes opened he noticed Kira looking…not quite at him but just to his right. Turning to follow her gaze he found that the Priestess from the temple was standing beside him, giving the giant a small wave. He blinked, a wide grin forming as he laughed at the sudden appearance of his adventuring companion, [color=9a45dc]“Miss Priestess! Good to be seeing  you again!”[/color] Ivor turned to Kira, [color=9a45dc]“Miss Kira, have you met Miss Priestess? If it is not the trouble, she must join us!”[/color] Ivor was overjoyed at the sudden camaraderie at his table, but something nagged at him; Why was the priestess here? Gears suddenly clicked in place as Ivor looked at the priestess, [color=9a45dc]“Miss Priestess, why are you here?!”[/color] His voice came off as genuinely concerned, quite loud too as he tried to speak over the singing pirate blightborn.

[color=9a45dc]“After yesterday Ivor was was sure Miss priestess would be doing the resting, what with all the magic healing and the snow walking,”[/color] Ivor listed on each finger as he rattled off, [color=9a45dc]“Oh, then you passed out in snow and Ivor carried you, and you snuggled in Ivor’s arms like catfish noodles in mud hole!”[/color] Ivor was getting excited.  Reminiscing of the previous day’s adventure he turned to Kira as the shanty was ending, [color=9a45dc]“Ivor must tell you about crystal cave! You see, it all started just before blizzard, when Ivor fell down hole-”[/color]
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[sub]Interacting with: Kira [@Muse], Tia [@c3p-0h]; mentions: Claret [@Dezuel][/sub]