Alberta
*Terrel would watch the two of them go back and forth, his gaze flitting between them idly as he'd soon come to remove his hand from the door and instead lean against the wall idly in him figuring this would be a while.*"Oh no... Go on."*The Elf would say with Vishal saying that they shouldn't drag him in on this. With his monotone voice it sounded rather sarcastic coming from him, though a noticeable look of amusement could be seen of what remained uncovered of his face.*"This was just starting to get interesting."*Of course he wasn't actually curious in watching the debate all night, especially not with the rain still attempting to pester him for the time being.

He'd shift his gaze towards Vishal as he'd ask him the question. This one was probably the more troublesome one with what he could understand from their conversation. Some sort of trick that went wrong that nearly resulted in potential death of the other. It left him wondering what would happen if he did get killed in the process. Would Vishal be forced to walk with a corpse of his own mistake the whole time or be brutally given freedom from his brother? Both images seemed graphic in their own sense but it appeared the troublesome one could care less.*"You asking for help in this argument or help getting out of the rain?"*He'd question back, seemingly not taking apart what exactly he needed help fixing.

It seemed that his single question of the two was keeping him out here longer than he was hoping, his hair become darkened under the weight of rain that collected in it. He'd turn to push open the door to the tavern, much warmer air passing by him in comparison to the colder rain.*"The latter can be fixed relatively easily. The former is between the both of you."*He'd say to them.*
Sylvia
Their hair hung like wet mops over their foreheads at this point, dawdling out in the rain much too preoccupied with bickering between each other. While listeining to a stranger hearing one thing from him and seeing another.

"My, my seems like someone at least finds this amusing..." Vithay droned out, hiding his head away from the stranger. He let out a slow breath. "We don't even have a name; let alone I don't think I've seen you before. So really sorry about this mess... I just didn't want him to worm out so easily again." Vithay apologized to the man, his cheeks burning a slight red. "He loves to show off all the time throwing out these fool-" Vishal threw his hand against his brothers mouth, stealing the stage from his brother. The right twin gave the stranger a sharp toothed smile just radiating confidence. "Proof plans, too bad you weren't there missed out on some real razzle dazzle! I'd show you, but its too bad somebodies so jealous... Or scared easily we wouldn't be lingering here getting drenched." Vishals' gaze slowly fell into his brothers, Vithays' shoulders slumped upset his brother was still insisting this wasn't some spark of the moment thing.

 Vithay did something that garnered a disgusted look from his brother making his hand fly free from his mouth. "Oh brother, brother do you mean as fool proof as when you meant to blow that flail to shards? I think your plan fell apart more than it did..." Vithay cocked an eyebrow at his brother.

Vishal couldn't help but chuckle at that memory. "Uh that well that was... Something I still blame that wild... Wild..." Vishal paused as Vithay tried to help his brother. "Wild Wind something." Vishal shrugged at his brother. "Or whatever I called em. Just swooping out of nowhere stealing the stage to 'rescue us'... Their fault not mine." 

That really wasn't the point Vithay was trying to get his brother to see. "My, my it really was their fault wasn't it? I'm sure it would have ended splendidly without them brother." Vitahys' voice dripped with sarcasm. Vishal knew his brother wasn't always like this and it made him consider he did mess up big time. Still he was too headstrong to just admit he was wrong. "Y'know an apology isn't much if we get right back into it, this fella heres right... Getting out of the rain and going on in how about it?" A genuine smile grew on the right twins features. "Could be a lil fun, anyway I'm fairly curious about the whole..." Vishal glanced toward the mask the strange man wore. "So what do you think huh, I say we take that open door. Tavern food here won't make you want to wretch to boot. Trust me this could be a good time." Vishal sort of directed his conversation between them. 

'Trust you?' Vithay glowered at his brothers poor choice of words. He'd sooner take a chance with the stranger right now. "Finne" Vithay sighed from his throat, he gave his brother a soft eyed look. "Please, please don't tear apart your promise this time..." Vishal simply gave his brother a reassuring squeeze, before following the stranger out of the cold the comforting scents of the tavern reeling them in.
Alberta
"It's Terrel."*He'd say, a clear base in his tone in giving them a name at seeing them taking their time coming up with whether or not they wanted to head inside. Terrel would look between the two of them, his grin slowly fading from his face as time would pass while the two continued to squabble amongst themselves. It was hard to decipher what it was that went on between them in only having bits and pieces of the story being argued between the two, but at some point, his once interested mind soon found itself being distracted by the gentle droplets of rain falling upon him. He'd glance up towards the darkened sky, rainwater streaming down his face as their words became rather distant to him before he'd turn his head to face the two of them.

At some point, he would allow the two to continue their conversation, giving a light shrug as he'd say amongst their own words.*"I'll just look for a table for three."*It seemed the twins must hardly get anywhere. Whether that was because they were linked at the hips or simply couldn't get along, Terrel's guess would have been both. It would be wrong to say he didn't have his own arguments amongst allies, but in his experience, he learned that things went much faster if he just went ahead on getting things done.*

*The Elf would turn away from them to head inside, barely waiting long enough for the two to slither after him before he'd let the door shut behind him, and with it, the cold rain. By now his hair was dripping with rain water but with a quick shake of his head, some of it would find itself being flung about to the annoyance of some of the other patrons. He'd give a quick scan of the Tavern, soon gesturing to the two after finding a booth for them to sit as he'd head over to take a seat there. He'd wait until he could get comfortable before he'd look back over to the pair of twins.*"So should I formerly ask for names or will I find myself caught in a tangent of what went on upon receiving them?"*The Elf would ask, some of his humor returning upon ridding himself from the rain. He'd begin to wring out his hair, resting against the seat while he'd watch the two.*
Sylvia
Squabbles came and went some worse than others, after everything was settled Vithay was left feeling his efforts were futile. Without another word they begun to slither into the taverns' warm embrace. Following Terrel deeper into the tavern, they kept to themselves minding the patrons so their tail wouldn't whip someone. 

Settling in at the table the weary stranger had found for them to gather. Neither of them used the chairs provided instead the twins coiled down onto their tail. Vishal rested his elbows against the table, wringing his long sideburns like a towel as Vithay leaned his shoulder against his brother. Mimicking his brothers' movements worn out from a day of arguing too defeated to continue bickering. 

Vishal let out a short snort from his nostrils, leaning himself forward as a snakish smile grew across his lips. "Story time then? A'right so where do we start oh right probably... The day we were born." Vithay couldn't keep a straight face stifling a laugh from his throat. "I love a good fable, but I fear I know the ending... Brother." Vithays' threw on his best pout. "My, my it would be a shame if our names slipped off of my tongue." The left twin played along making Vishal gasp. "You wouldn't!" 

"I'm Vithay and the stage hog next to me is Vishal." Vithay told Terrel, promptly putting a hand to his mouth as though it were a slip of the tongue. Vishals hand threw against his heart as though he'd been stabbed. Promptly

Slumping over, Vithay couldn't hold back his laughter seeing his brothers dramatic stunt. He tried to stifle himself, glancing back at their guest. "My poor brother... He just couldn't take it, curses if it weren't for my big fat mouth. He'd still be with us." He couldn't keep a straight face, despite his best efforts. "Oh I can't hold it in... I must know I could just jump out of my scales. Why the curious mask Terrel?" Vithays' eyes sparkled with curiosity, he seemed to have it in his mind there was some grand history toward the Boars' head adorned on Terrels' head.