Mysaren

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The flurry of activity made Mysaren shrink a bit, still on edge. The man bursting in caused her to jump, her hand flying to her blade, before she heard what he said. Food, and drink, all for free. She turned to see Azzrix, smiling. "Thank you!" She yelled happily, glad to not have to pay for any food or drink tonight. More money that could go to better purposes. She couldn't wait for the food to come, her stomach feeling much better now that she knew food was coming. Maybe she could stay here a bit longer, her hand slowly slipping from the handle of her sword. She got comfortable, finally dropping the hood from her cloak, the sudden candle light making her blink. The orc, however, was a different story. Again, she jumped, her blade half drawn when the orc burst in. She watched in slight horror as he started yelling something about the boss? She had no idea who the hell he was talking about, and frankly the outburst made her nervous. Her hand was still on her sword when the orc finally stopped speaking, and she didn't know what to do. She felt the sudden need to run, but her heart race slowed as she realized that no one was going to die, not yet. The screaming hadn't started in her mind, and everything was still all calm. No one meant any harm here, and she could rest a bit easier knowing that no one was going to die any time soon.

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-snip- ALSO, @Mysaren, I thought Mysaren (the character) didn't like Viggo's music?

@HHShetland

She doesn't, really. Like, she recognizes talent, but she doesn't like the music. She's one of those assholes.

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I have the worst writers block, I'm so sorry :(

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Mysaren Location: Blue Moon Tavern Mysaren looked up at Historia, smiling again. "Hm? Oh, uhm, probably just a drink or two," She said, seeing no reason to lie. She'd left behind that part of her self, or at least, she liked to think she did. "I was actually looking to get a room here for a while." She was still a bit intimidated by the bartender, owner, who ever he was. He seemed to be able to look through everything about her, and it made her a bit twitchy. She felt her stomach flip at the smell of food cooking, and she hadn't eaten in a while, but she couldn't afford it, not if she wanted to get a room. She'd have to sell off her loot soon, or she may have to live off of whatever she can find for a while. She heard the music start, and turned her head to watch the man playing perform. He wasn't bad, she had to admit. She wasn't a fan, but there was skill, she could appreciate that much. She turned back around after a while though, only half listening. The tune almost sounded familiar, but she couldn't put a name to it. She sighed, desperate for a drink and a nice, hot meal.

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I guess I'll post after I finish eating then

@onenote

Nah, it's fine, take your time! <3

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I'm just waiting for a response :P

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Alright, I changed my post a bit.

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I think I may've read your post wrong, @onenote but, in what order did Historia talk to Mysaren and Claire? I got kinda confused.

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Mysaren Location: Blue Moon Tavern Mysaren shifted through her money uncertainly, counting carefully. Yeah, she had plenty. She looked up to see a young woman with big wings, one black, one brown. She had longer hair, but it was neatly kept up, and apparently, the woman's name was Historia. She smiled smoothly, taking Historia's hand in hers. Historia was also significantly smaller than her, she could tell that much. "Pleasure to meet you, Historia. My name's Mysaren," She said, her accent thick but her voice was still steady and clear, "I don't mind at all. I rather enjoy the company." Historia seemed kind enough, maybe a bit naive to randomly approach someone in a tavern, especially someone sitting in the corner who smelled awful and was covered in dirt. She didn't mind, though, and always enjoyed a bit of conversation. She got up and went to sit up at the bar, sitting next to Historia, who was talking to someone else right now. She waited patiently for Historia to notice that she had sat up there. She would ask for a drink, but the barkeep... the barkeep was a bit scary. She was still on alert though, her eyes darting around the tavern. The place gave off a weird vibe to her, like it was almost too nice to be true. It was perfectly comfortable though, and she found herself slowly starting to relax. Maybe she was just overreacting, having been in far too many backwater inns where a death was always around the corner. She tapped her index finger on the table as looked around, noticing a girl coming in with a rather large cat of some sort. Her sword was still resting comfortably on her belt, and she wouldn't hesitate to draw it at the first sign of trouble, but after glancing over at the owner, her blood lust faded just as quickly as it had come. Something about the owner, or at least, the man she assumed was the owner, scared her. She didn't like feeling so scared, but something about the blank look on his face made her feel nervous, and she dealt with corpses for a living.

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Kay! time to figure out why Historia would call her over XD

@onenote

Maybe Historia notices that she's new and decides to introduce herself?