Alberta
*The Elf would briefly scan the contents of the Tavern, watching the other people as they'd occasionally glance over to the odd group while the twins decided that now would be the best time to tell their life's story. Not what the Elf had in mind, but it seemed like nothing was going to stop the pair from giving him anything other than a simple straight answer.*"Right... Vishal and Vithay."*He'd say, not really gesturing to either one to suggest he was able to tell them apart. The Elf could see himself forgetting who was who eventually, but asking them again was just going to lead him down another speech amongst the animated group. With his hair wrung out as much as it could be, he'd sit up more and would relax an arm over top the seat he rested in while he gazed at the pair.*

"You know you two remind me of someone. He over-exaggerates things too...*And talks just as much*..."*He'd say the last part more under his breath in recalling his Macen ally who talked too much for his own good. It left moments of the Elf not listening to him at times with his short attention span causing him to focus on something more of interest, but the squire was still an alright person to hang out with despite it. Not that the Elf could talk. Even he would act a little over the top in pretending to be something he wasn't mostly out of the joke of it. It probably wasn't the best comparison, but a comparison nonetheless. It was like him, but doubled. This was bound to be a long night.

He'd glance over at Vithay in being asked about the mask. It was a question he was asked often, though never one he gave the real answer towards.*"It's a look."*He'd say simply, erasing all ability to turn it into a long story with the Elf not being the best at telling them. People were bound to assume their own beliefs of the reason behind it, making it all the more fun for him to shut down the idea with a much simpler response.*
Sylvia
Who in their right mind would just dump their life story on a stranger? That was never their intention, in fact that was the last thing either of them would ever want to do. Instead it was a poor attempt at trying to tease Terrel and his erstwhile comment about their names leading to a tangent. Even if it was a joke it seemed to divulge into a tangent regardless.

Seeing the difference between the two was easier than Terrel made it out to be. Vithay the one who 'ruined' the story wore a short sleeved crop top with fishnet in its center and kept his hair in a tidy ponytail. On the other hand Vishal the one next to him wore a open decorative jacket with nothing underneath, his hair was loose free from any restraint. A few details were similar, both had their long sideburns bound and they wore a cloth necklace with a silver clasp in its center.

Vishal started to drag himself up from the table, a look of bemusement across his features. Finding something Terrel said amusing. "Wow, really? Forget my brother needing to loosen up, did you really take that whole act seriously?" A confident smile broke against his features thinking he did a great job if it did. "Man I must have nailed it!" Neglecting to give any credit to his brother for helping. Vithay seemed accustomed toward his right halfs behavior, accepting he wouldn't get credit in the little stunt. "Thank goodness we're not throwing on a show right now, your ego would sooner burst... Than finish the script." Vithay playfully jested, garnering a elbow jab from his brother. 

"Oh..." Vithays' shoulders slumped, but he pressed a little still holding out hope there was more to the story. "I don't mean to pry, but I can't help imagine what it could be... More than just a look." Vithay begun to chew over what it could be, as his brother kept wringing out his long sideburns. Vishal left Vithay to work this one out on his own. "Oh, oh I know... Maybe it was a uh... Parting

Gift?" Neither of them seemed to mind the patrons passing looks; it must be something they had grown used to. So long as nobody stared to long it wouldn't be a problem.
Alberta
*Terrel would wave over one of the waiters as they'd walk by, soon asking for a few glasses of cider while Vishal joked about. He'd turn his focus back on him once the waiter left, offering a smirk in return to the Naga's jests.*"A couple of performers aren't you?"*He'd question them. It wouldn't have been his first guess if not for the mention of performing and stunts brought up earlier, but it at least explained one brother's attitude. The dynamic worked more hand in hand over anything.*"I've had my fair share of them, won the audience over, but hardly made them laugh. I would have assumed you guys to be comedians, but definitely will need more work if that's what you're going for."*He'd let out a chuckle, finding his own words more amusing than their act. 

He'd focus more on Vithay, noticing some disappointment in his tone with the Elf's answer regarding the mask. Terrel was used to people being interested in its purpose, but he hardly found reason to explain it.*"You can consider that."

*He'd say as if to confirm his thoughts.*"A parting gift to myself anyways."*That much was true anyways. If the mask has been a parting gift from anyone else, he would have been given it upon the moment he decided to leave home. However, that wasn't the case, he had simply taken it with him. A simple disguise turned into part of his fit in time of being away from home.*

"I'm sure it's not any story you probably haven't heard before. Plenty of people wear masks, whether through acting, hiding something, or just because. My case happens to be the third option."*He'd say, partially dismissing the ideas. As time would pass, the drinks would soon return, the Elf gesturing to it in offer of the two to take a glass each. He'd grab his own, soon taking a sip from it.*