Vega Ashworth
Location: Harpy Wing Guild Hall
The moment the wind picked up, he felt a gut instinct to prepare himself. This was no normal breeze, and in his years of combat, he caught the empty spray as it flew back at him again as he turned around, before properly discarding it at his feet. He was hoping it wouldn't be crowded, and really, it wasn't. He never expected to haul in such a large catch, the guildmaster herself.
"Must really be getting up in those years if you don't remember my name, senile old hag. I just thought I'd give this home of yours a modern touch, trust me, your kids'll love it", he responded, almost immediately. There was a low and careless drone in his voice too. It was true, he has been here for a year, and his name really made it's rounds around Harpy's guild hall in his first few months in Golem Hand, as he was notorious for starting fights and provoking Harpy guild members. His posture snapped back into a callous and lax lean with his hands in his pockets. He didn't want to get into a direct fight, he need only a chance to slip out, and he was going to find that. He's never seen the Harpy guildmaster fight, so he doesn't know what she can do, whether or not he can erase her magic safely to give her the slip.
"But if you oppose this so much, maybe you should clean it like a good mother would", he felt a threat from her demeanor. It was a rare sight, this kind, but it wasn't one he would submit to, if such existed at all. He dare not take a step in any direction, he dare not look away, nor make any sudden movements. Though he has not seen it, he can feel the aura of power she exuded. A direct fight would not favor him.
Though soon as that went down, it was a nice crowd going here now. The somesuch Arwen shows up now, it's like a whole family. His entrance was as obvious as usual too, crashing down from above fancying himself like some almighty god of some kind. "Odin" or something. Whatever, didn't matter to him what he was called. His excited grin was merely returned with Vega's usual crazy grin. Even if this was a tight situation, he continued to exude a presence of confidence,
"Fancy that I was going to see myself out, it's gotten real noisy in here you know? Two little harpies chirping loud and obnoxiously in my ear about had enough. Even after this favor I did for you guys, eesh, just about had it with not being appreciated", he continued, picking his ear before motioning towards the wall and guild hall behind him, vandalized with purple and silver graffiti.
"Oh well, such is the life of a talented artist such as myself, never appreciated in their own time, hehehe...", he seemed to be having a bit of fun with this. He knew one thing though, it will not be him making the first move.
