It kinda sucks for me, my gf's moms' bday is Halloween.... Not to mention I have a 1 off for it if made last year
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"show me huh? What is it you will show me that I haven't already seen?" the look on Xander's face was that of slight annoyance directed at the challengers. "I do not mind a good challenge, but proving myself to you would bring extreme pain. You see, it is hard for me to hold back when I'm still learning my,... Abilities,........"[b] His stare now driven to the severed head in which he was referring to, a slight look of disgust stains his face as he exclaims, [b]"spread the news if you have any care, be careful. The world's become a dangerous place as of late" Xander grabs the head of the witch at this, stubborn as he was, perhaps he had taken it too far. Whether he'd had reason to or not, the price in this particular bounty was worth more to him than it was in gold. 'Lady Alexandra Elestraz, the white fury of the wintered hills, and his own mother...'
Kineticist aether primarily, I can take a hit, deliver a hit, and heal. He is a butler by profession. He isn't the strongest, nor the smartest. Soon I will be stronger as well as tougher and more charismatic.
Xander laughs wholeheartedly for roughly a minute straight before catching himself. "Sarcasm surely isn't your forte... He sets down his drink searching into his bag he pulls out a dried head of a woman whose long white hair is snarled and bloodied. Gently he sets it on the table before her, "...I tend to keep my enemies closer Ms Seranne" His smile turns into a chuckle as he picks his mug up again. "for the record, this is a bounty" Choosing to turn to Rokash and reply to him lastly. "I see plenty of big game,... I just don't see bounties on them... yet"
Furthering his statement he turns to the challenging orcs, Relieving his tenseness Xander waves over for a refill on his drink. "I play to my strengths as I'm sure you play to yours, the difference is that an arm wrestle proves nothing to me. A test of strength to me is each party utilizing their strengths against one another, though a bar brawl will not happen. If we must we will go outside". Xander looks to the barkeep nodding as he approached refilling his mug, the look in his eyes once again scanned over the overall bar. The smile came back if only for additional thematic effect. "you see, the bar keep and I tend to get along well, I don't wish to make his life any harder by ruining his legacy of this fine establishment." the new drink was being topped off as he finished allowing him to finish the statement with another large swig. His free hand reached to his pocket pulling out a silver and tossing it to the barkeep which the man took without another word. His attention moved to being more focused upon Seranne, "my capabilities are rare,... rare indeed. If it's help you want, then what are you paying and what is the project?,... offense Ms Seranne, but expecting a stranger to walk in blindly to a situation giving all their capabilities out prior to revealing what they have in mind is suicide, so what is it you ." Xander examined her reactions for a brief time before continuing and turning more towards the group, "are you telling me you trust me already Ms Seranne?"
"my thoughts exactly Rokash," Xander smiles to himself as if he thought something was funny. "My personal abilities give me plenty of originality with how I distribute my "judgements". Due to not knowing any of you I'll say this clearly,..." the iris of his steel colored eyes dialate as a firece aura changes the area around him to a malicious air. Speaking to those listening he projects his voice to be heard clearly."should any of you practice witchcraft, I have come for you, I will find you, I will end you." with that said and moments after he had finished he seemed lost in thought. Xander regains his more cheerful status and the air about him becomes normal once more. He looks towards the hunter and his wolf, "Nature is all emotions and favors no one, it is an endless cycle as you said Locke. I must disagree however with Seranne, some don't deserve even one chance, much less a second one,..." His voice was as cold as his stare now, "Everyone has their reasons for what they do," Xander nods in Milo and Red's directions as if pointing out Milo's earlier statement, and Red's mysteriousness. "what is it that drives you both?" "I live for the thrill of adventure. One day should you gain my trust I may tell you that story"
A sly smirk crosses Xander's face as he watches for reactions amoung the others. 'Do not get me wrong, as I'm aware we all have our own strengths,... However Mr. Miro, your knowledge of my strength if any is spot on." Turning more-so towards Seranne giving a slight bow without taking his eyes off of her, "Looks can be decieving m'lady" Stopping only to finish his drink before then setting it down on the table. "Let me ask Ms. Serrane, what is it you wish to gain from calling out "the strongest" of us?" For the first time his eyes seem to loose the passiveness seen prior, and his tone more serious. Looking to Einrik however, his gesture towards the half orc, if anything, leaves him curious and itchy for a show of strength. "If its a challenge he wants,..." he thought to himself awaiting further possible threat.
"tis but some ale, though also a waste,... Einrik was it?," Xander's face had been replaced with a more appropriately suited gesturing face. Moving a few steps close he gives a look of concern. In comparison Zander looked frail compared to Einrik, though built for his proportion yet gave little concern to it. [i]'we're all here for a little fun aren't we?' He thought to himself prior to speaking. "it has been quite some time since I'd last seen such roudy persons such as,...", nodding to the gnome he continued, "but he truely meant no harm in it. Be it disgrAceful, tasteless or dishonorable, we are all here to let off some steam and relax. Perhaps telling him sooner than later would prove to be better off however. At this rate someone might stab him if not you..." A moment passes and Xander then turns to Seranne, "'Tis a pleasure ms Seranne"
Xander chuckled, then smiled widely taking in another large gulp of his drink. "ya' know what little friend? Sometimes just a 'hello' works. But please go on, don't let me stop you." his eyes would watch the others while keeping his space the way it was prior to the gnome's entrance.
"Thank you friend, but I'll pass on the coffee,..." lifting his drink casually to show he had one. In one casual yet suave nod transitioning from raising his cup he would also acknowledge rose and the others. "the pleasure is mine Ms rose." Carefully Xander looked about the seated patrons. Watching carefully as he recognized some faces, while others were new to him. Though brief his eyes would fall once again on the lively group he had now joined. "'tis a good evening for warm drinks and warmer company", with a smile he'd take a drink from his mug awaiting further conversation.
Those in the bar hear the sound of a door closing in the upper levels of the establishment. Moments later a man would appear descending the stairs into the bar all the while pulling on a pair of leather gloves. His hair rested astray and with little care he continued over to the bar. The onlookers notice a mask strapped to his hip with whimsical designs artistically placed about it, he wore a nice black suit vest and white buttons up shirt underneath, black pants and shoes to match, but what took most off guard was the floating weapon at his side attached by some invisible strings it would seem as it moved rhythmically with his body. His entrance took some off guard though others seemed intrigued or in awe of it. In a nonchalant voice he asks, "got any apple juice?" "of course?" the barkeep responds.... "I'll have a scotch...", the man would say. Sarcasm and self enjoyment was heard in his voice as he smiled unlike the barkeep. Before moving over to the now larger group of people now forming with a smile he would stop steps before them. "Pardon my late arrival to this most lively of occasions, but might I be allowed to join in your festivities?" and even wider grin spreads across his face. With a slight bow and tilt of the head he would finally introduce himself, "The names Xander Bellamue" |