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Percival - [Variant - Intermediate], Educated [Lord], Wanted By [The Emerald Slavers - West Empire] - f7941d
Xian-Fu - [Beast] - ed1c24

It was a wonder if Lord Percival Ashcombe was actually paying any attention to the instructions given by the guard. His expression was one of pure delight every single time he brought the rather expensive-looking chinaware teacup to his lips and slurped on the steaming beverage. [color=f7941d]“Mmmm, the tea is absolutely delightful today, Xian-Fu.”[/color] His monocle zeroed in on the towering tigress, head tilting slightly. [color=f7941d]“Which blend is this?”[/color] He asked, taking another sip from it.

[color=ed1c24]“Dark Phoenix Roots, my lord.”[/color] She answered him, one shoulder rolling, cracking audibly while she prepared herself for the dungeon delve. [color=ed1c24]“Its defining characteristic is a warm, lingering spiciness.”[/color] Adding with a growl, she shifted her attention to the gathered others, guarded-stance but not unkind. [color=ed1c24]“This is Lord Percival Ashcombe.”[/color] The tigress gestured towards the man. [color=ed1c24]“And I’m Xian-Fu, his valet. I’m adept with the sword, getting things out of the way, and can keep track of my prey.”[/color] She smiled, showing a sharp row of teeth.

[color=f7941d]“And I’m quite the hunter.”[/color] Percival began, as he finished his tea, handing the teacup to Xian-Fu, who promptly stuck it into her [b]Pocket Dimension[/b]. [color=f7941d]“I can find the trails, fix things of a more mundane nature, and I’m also quite skilled with the rifle.”[/color] The words were accentuated by him removing his hunting rifle from his shoulder and holding the gun with both hands. [color=f7941d]“Ah! Retrieving treasure to whom it actually belongs, it reminds me of home.”[/color]

Taking the first steps forward, boots hitting the ground with hefty thuds, he looked over his shoulder at the curious woman with the rather scandalous skin-tight suit and the man with the ponty-ears.  [color=f7941d]“Shall we?”[/color]