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Krys: *A large noise from the tavern distracts her, and she looks inside to see the scene*

 

(scratch that)

-I realize my hood has fallen off and I recover my hair and eyes before looking for the person who threw the knife. I make a show of collecting it off the ground-

 

-I run into town and I stop in front of the tavern-

 

Krys: *Turns around to see another girl peering inside* Oh, um, excuse me.

 

-I make sure I see no officials before sitting down-

 

Alida: *looks down at her large map, unsure were she is*

 

-I turn to the girl who spoke to me- yes?

 

Krys: Umm, can I get through? *Bridget is blocking the stairs, and Krys can't get past*

 

Oh sorry -steps to the side making room for her to pass-

 

-a official walks in and I quickly shift into someone with mousy hair and grey eyes. I look around checking to see if anyone noticed-

 

Krys: Thanks. *Continues towards the butcher, sack of bear meat on her back, and carrying the pelt*

 

-I walk into the tavern and look around for Tom-

 

Krys: *Thinks over the scene* That knife... Even from that distance I could tell that knife was elvish... From who? *thinks over the people in the tavern* Him! (Obviously Krys has pinpointed Salrion, since he's not often seen around, and he was also the most sober of them all)

 

-I slouch down a little covering the crest on my jacket-

 

Emmanuel (just Emmanuel, no last name)

Age:17

Role: warrior

Race: Angel

Looks: tan-brown complextion. Lean, but strong build, well defined. Tall. short-medium black hair done in a front hawk. Black eyes with golden flecks.

Kind, caring, protective, fearless, fierce.

Ridiculously good with swords.

 

Krys: *Enters the butcher's* Hey Morgan! Got that bear you were after, it was pretty decently sized, too. *Haggles with him over the price, eventually settling for 1150 gold* Thanks a lot, *Smiles and leaves*