MTG Salvation

Jabril looked around seemingly perplexed, he had no idea it was going to be this difficult to retain a handful of adventurers in Elexia for a well payed transport job.

Jabril– Pardon the imperfection, I was rushed with a rather sudden stream of interested parties, as I explained to you I intend to bring a rather full crew on this. I do hope you and...

Jabril turned to Bobby waiting for an introduction, the large boisterous man spoke in an uncommonly hushed tone, one part fear and one part embarrassment.

Bobby– Bobby.

Jabril– Ah yes, I do hope you and Bobby can get along without further incident. As for payment, I plan to take you all away for what will be at least a few days, based on weather conditions perhaps as long as two weeks. As my trips are well budgeted before departure payment will be a flat rate regardless of time spent. While I am typically open to bargaining, unfortunately I am nearing budget as is and must hold firm... 200 a head.

Golan stood up so quickly he spilled lemonade on the table, which dribbled onto him. So he hastily put the chair back in its spot and brushed off most of the wetness from his lower half, grumbling only a little.

"Yeahyeah, Sounds like a good deal, I'm rarin to go!"

Adjusting his garments slightly, Golan hastily sauntered over to the bar and sidled up next the mysterious woman, gesturing to the Bartender for one more.

**Eizen slightly frowns inside as Golan walks away. His outward expression is fairly blank. In any case, he puts his finger down.**

"So be it."

**Sip**

**Atropos nodded, satisfied with that.**

Lemonade, quite tender for such a sturdy looking guy. Here, just in case. She hands Golan a small towel from the bar.

She then turned to the rest of the crowd. Ready to follow them and partake in whatever coin they would aquire.

Golan remains resolute in his determination to appear overly suave.

"Life... has given me afew lemons in my time." /Gravely voice

Bobby had to actively hold back a snicker as the woman suggested that Golan was the strong sturdy type, the thug had little admiration for peacekeepers and an outright animus towards those who didn't drink. Knowing they had to work together, he instead turned his attention to Jabril.

Bobby– 200 Gold! Bet yer ass I'm in!

Jabril– Excellent, quite pleased you all found my offer to be so amicable, I expect the wagon and driver to be here shortly, in the meantime, would introductions be in order?

Bobby stopped himself mid sip as he was well on his way to downing his third glass of whiskey in a single gulp.

Bobby– Aye, they call me Bobby and the little guy over heres Fred.

The cub made a sound that was vaguely reminiscent of a cats meow, it was sickeningly cute.

She couldn't help but to giggle, at Golan, amused by his obvious trying to be suave. I bet it has. You will have to tell me about it sometime, though right now I think we should pay attention to the adorible Man Kitty before we get kicked out of our chance at some rewards and adventure

"My name is Eizen. We should also note general skills. Eizen, Darkmage."

Atropos - I...um...I punch really hard.

Bob - *Imitates slow clapping sound in his head*...Bravo...

Golan turned his attention to the table just in time to hear Eizens offering. Glancing at the girl he was trying to impress, Golan whipped his sleeves around himself a bit and announced himself.

"I AM GOLAN"

*Golan casts Ignite on his shirt*

"BURNINATOR!"

Oh my! That doesn't hurt at all? Impressive!

Jabril applauded as he downed the last swig of his drink, a glass of water was promptly brought over without him having to ask.

Jabril– Magnificent!

"...Just slightly."

Golan drops to the floor and begins rolling around, not screaming or crying nearly as much as you might expect.

Bobby erupted into laughter as he threw back the remaining whiskey in his glass, raising it to the barkeep who pretended not to notice.

Jabril– I'm sorry friend but we must have some of our wits about us on the first night, attacks leaving Elexia are uncommon but not unheard of.

The man sighed.

Atropos - ...errr...Bob, is this normal?

Bob - No. No it is not.

She tries to hold back the laughter.. She didn't want to discourage the Burninator from talking to her, but she couldn't help it. She promptly follows Bobby's laughter with her own, while lending a hand to Golan to help him off the floor.
Tough, and a sense of humor. We should get a long just fine
Her tone that of someone who thought he was acting a fool on purpose, though she knew that wasn't the case

**Eizen turns to look at Atropos. Still undisturbed.**

"What is your name, my hard-punching friend?"

Now literally smoldering, Golan accepts the helping hand.

"Yes, humor. My humor is .... Uhh, you know, I don't think I caught your name, ma'am..."

Atropos - Atropos Skyvie....well, just Atropos. Now.

Bobby– What happened to the Skyvie? Someone can't just rip yer last name from ya like an arm in a mage's socket!

No you didn't. She gives a quaint smile.
Ma'am. I like that. You can call me that, or.. Chali I suppose. Whichever, it makes no difference. She continues to smile at Golan

"Chali, eh? That's a wonderful name. Where is it from?"

You know, I really don't know. It must have just popped out of nowhere I guess.

"Your parents never told you?"