Geraldine
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Sherry
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Charles
A man rides into the roads of canmark on horseback. A grey wolf fur lined cloak over his back and head with his head hung low. To on lookers he appears to be on the verge of collapsing on the horse then and there. Yet still he rides, making it to a stable near the entrance of the gate town. Then and only then, when he figures he's in the realm of safety. He falls off his horse. Slamming into the ground in sheer exhaustion. 

That was the story at least with how the man arrived. He seemed normal enough. To most on lookers he has the appearance of a merc. Or a hunter. Some claim he's a warden of the forests. Others couldn't bring themselves to give a fuck. There's rumors about however, he never seems to eat at the pubs, he only goes to the local pharmacist or alchemist. 
He's a druggie to what some believe or possibly sick? But over all, most of the people try to avoid him if they can... So there he sits at a tavern. Alone. In the middle of the bar seating. The bartender preferring to serve customers at the end of the bar, and slide the man his requested ale.
Daniel
Downing his next flagon of mead Cassius tries to prepare himself mentally for the storm that lies ahead... "I'm only staying a few more days."
Leo
It had been a long journey for the woman and her jaguar companion. This had been what seemed like days worth of travel. Was it worth it? She wasn't quite sure yet, however she knew she was starved. For the past few months she's been hiding out, building her new home and exploring the forest she resided in and speaking to the few people she had met within the nature, one had lived in a cabin out in the middle of the forest and the other was throwing pebbles at animals. Perhaps the people here would be more interesting, to be more willing to have a conversation or so she hoped. 

She kneeled down next to Jynx, her lovely animal. "Behave.. We are not here long, I promise." The vampress whispered to her beloved animal, kissing its head and providing it with gentle pats before she stood back up to her feet. Her curious gaze roamed the town.. Her heart fluttered and anxiety quickly sunk in. Her hand lifting to be placed over her cold heart. Jynx followed close behind her as she continued to walk, one step after another until she approached the tavern. With a small deep breath she made her way in. Unsure if her large cat was allowed in but that didn't stop the animal from following behind closely, eyeing anyone who dared looked in the woman's direction. 

She found a spot at the bar, sitting beside Cassius since there was an open seat. Her crimson gaze turned to the male, at first not saying anything until finally she spoke up. "Hello.." Her voice was quiet, soft, almost soothing. As if she was afraid to be too loud and disturb the other conversations that floated around the bar. Her jaguar sat at her feet, purring happily.

And how could we forget those piercing red eyes she never bothered to hide. Most people didn't seem to care about vampires roaming towns, cities, kingdoms.. Anything of the sort. At least from what she knows. Her eyes scanned the man in front of her, she wasn't sure what else to say but perhaps introduce herself. "I'm Myra Garcia.. It's a pleasure to meet you. Do you have any recommendations for a drink?"
Daniel
His armor looks piece mailed. Like he picked up whatever he could find and just stuck with it from there. The chest piece even has a large crack that runs from center to corner. She'd notice if she chose to, his eyes, they were pale orange. That's not common in any nature, except for maybe fairies. His hair looked greyed, yet his face carries the youth of one in their mid to late twenties, though the full beard does help hide other aspects of his appearence. 

His eyes would wander down to the large "Cat" At her feet. With his eyes flicking up towards her own. There's a note of recognition in his pale eyes. And a slight nod of acknowledgment. "Do you like it red, or something for show?" His voice tinges on the playful near the end." He thinks to himself of how he should move forward with this. "If you're in need of care, I can suggest the alchemist." Internally he hopes she understands what he means by that, as he doesn't want to out her as a vampire. Judt in case.

He's turn towards her, skin pale as the cloudy sky, clothes like rags, and sheathed blades leaning against the counter between them. Cassius in comparison to the beautiful woman next to him was a bum, or a thug. Probably smelled like it too, but no one really cares about that nowadays... Honestly he's just happy that someone decided he was worth talking too.
Leo
An adventurer of some kind? Or perhaps a warrior. She wasn't sure but she did know that most did not wear armor at all unless it was for a reason. The woman admired his eyes for a while, even if it was a bit odd for her to be staring into them. A smile pulled at the corners of her lips as she leaned her elbow on the bar, resting her head in her hand. 

The large cat was more like a kitten however Jynx's bright blue eyes caught a glimpse of the male's orange ones and the feline leaned over to gently rub up against his leg. "Oh! Jynx -" She paused as she noticed her companion clawing at Cassius's leg for attention. "My apologies.. She loves people." The vampress sat up and cleared her throat. "Preferably red. However I'm not picky after the long journey here." Myra clasped her hands in her lap. "The alchemist?" That would be noted for later if she did ever happen to need anything while she was here. 

This was much better so far than the conversations she had before. He was quick to respond, he seemed happy and it wasn't forced. It was rather nice for a change. "Thank you.. What can I call you? If you'd like to tell me your name that is. Don't reside within this town or are you visiting as well?"
Daniel
"More like passing through." He ordered a wine for his vampiric companion for the night. The bartender noticeably uncomfortable when approaching. Their eyes never leaving Cassius. The man himself however eye's never left the woman next to him. "Cassius." The man holds the cup of mead to her, "Its a pleasure." 

The cat was odd to him. Nine times out of ten animals hate the fact that he exists. Maybe her nature makes it more comfortable with him? But that wouldn't explain the other aspects-.. "*Ahh never mind. It doesn't matter*"

She seems pleasant enough. Why not spend what could be his last few hours in this world with good company like hers'. There's much worse places he could be. 
Huh.. She kinda looks like- nope nope. Not gonna force her face on this random woman. 
"Myra, right? I want to make sure I got your name right. I hope you don't mind I'm a bit dull when it comes to conversation, but I can certainly try."
Leo
"Mmm.." She nodded with a small hum. Her hand carefully reached out to grab the glass of wine, holding it up to her lips for a sip before carefully setting it back down. "Cassius?.." Myra whispered under her breath, more so to herself. Unfortunately she was terrible with names, this was her only way to remember them. 

Jynx simply liked mostly everyone unless they threatened her owner. It stayed near her at all hours of the day and night. Purring, content and happy. "Mhm! Myra." She repeated. It was always nice for people to say her name instead of her previous nickname of 'The Huntress.' It made her feel sick thinking about it now. It was now she finally broke eye contact with the man's gorgeous eyes. Finally noticing the way everyone else seemed hesitant. Was there something she was missing?

"You got it right -" She paused as her gaze returned to him. "No worries. I could talk for hours without stopping if someone was willing to listen. I like to think I'm an interesting soul. Plenty of stories to tell and good company." Myra giggled, although it's been so long since she had it almost made her cringe. Thinking back to the time she was a young teenager, giggling at cute boys she saw and pointing with her friends.. What good times.
Daniel
Cassius gauged her reaction to the reaction to the rest of the crowd. "I've been here a couple days. When I initially got here they were all fine but have gotten more weary of my as I've stayed." He left the statement at that when she looked back at him. 

"Then tell me Myra. Tell me a story." He gives a smile and proceeds to start drinking his mead once again. The trained enough eye would have caught fangs of similar kind to her own when he went to start drinking.

"I got a few hours. So I want what could be my last to have been good." He says a little more jovially than he meant. "I uh, should clarify. I'm going into the storm tomorrow." He laughs a bit worried he could have made her think otherwise of himself.