Judy
*As Eldacar stepped out of his family's hut, he felt a gentle breeze blow as he has finally gained his long-awaited freedom, with some money saved and many long nights he is free to do as he pleases. He would look up to the cloudless sky, thinking of what the world might await him. The city of Cesinor is packed with people all kinds, people worried about the border, their next meal, and the iron hand of their current leaders protecting the border from the threat of invasion. *

*This all felt like a heavyweight being lifted off Eldacars shoulders, no longer did he bear the stress of protecting the city. A faint smile would decorate his face as he makes his way through the streets towards a supply shop that has given him an offer that peaked his interest. His first quest as a free man, ready to explore the world beyond. The local supply store was near the heart of the city, with all manners of locals, soldiers and even some faces unknown to the rest of the population could be found here.*

*He stepped into the supply store and had a quick look around, he has known the spot since young as this particular supply store kept many weapons and even requests for those willing to take them on. He lowered his hood and a servant showed him where his personal belongings could be kept for the rest of his visit. Eldacar travelled light wearing his Gambeson armour, a cloak and a face full of enthusiasm.* 

"Good day, sir, you have a request for me?" He said to the manager noticing quite a few more odd faces than usual at the desk.

"Ah yes, finally ready to get some fresh air, this could only do you good, please take a seat in the back I'll be there shortly".

*Eldacar made himself comfortable in the waiting area, a small but comfortable area in the front of the shop.*
Martha
*Terrel would silently make his way along the streets of Cesinor, the city carrying with it a reminder of the Elven entitlement while lacking the Empire feel Ulnoor typically gave off. Unlike most Silnari, Terrel wasn't one to overtly compliment the accomplishments of the republic, instead riding on the low end of the stick of constantly having to hear about it despite the lack of him feeling associated with the things Elves typically did. Magic was one of them, though he had long since given up on that path in deciding to take up swordsmanship instead.

It was evident enough in the things he carried. The hilt of a large sword that sat across his back while he walked about in heavy armor. Each step seemed to carry the sound of metal touching one another, but he preferred being more prepared than not in most situations, especially when doing Mercenary jobs that most wouldn't agree with. Seeing a supply store off the side of the road, Terrel had decided that this wouldn't be a bad place to take a quick pitstop at for resupplying and thusly, he'd turn to head inside. Upon entering he'd glance around the small wares of this place, not taking notice of the Tholian sitting in waiting with his own light set of armor and cloak he wore.

The differences between the two were much more evident within a smaller distance of each other. Terrel's tall stature and cloaked frame accompanied by the mask of a pig he'd wore across his face. It didn't cover his mouth, though in the neutral expression he provided it often made it hard to tell whatever emotion he as portraying behind it. His armor brought a heaviness to it, though he walked ever so casually in it, most likely growing used to it over his time of wearing it.*

*He'd pass by the man, long locks of pink hair weaving with the same shifting motion as the red cloak he wore while he walked by the different shopping items. To him, it seemed like the shopkeeper wasn't in right now, which made him feel free to explore at his own leisure. At first it seemed like he'd go about his own task without so much as acknowledgment to the other man in the room, though in noticing him sitting about, the voice of the Elf would eventually travel towards him.*"Know anything worth taking?"*He'd ask him casually in a way that made it uncertain of whether or not he was actually talking to him if not for the fact that Terrel was glancing back towards him in waiting for a response. He had been going on for quite a while without much interaction on the road, leaving his voice more gruff than it already naturally was.*
Judy
*Eldacar would lean forward as the new masked figure grabs his attention the moment he enters. Being a local for so long he knows the general look of other's in the area, and knew that this elf wasn't from these parts. After studying the the stature and looks of the elf, he was a bit shook by the gruff voice.*

*Being a rather shy elf he had a quick glance of the room in hopes the question was for someone else. Realizing there wasn't much else to talk to, Eldacar replied in a rather sooth voice attempting to be a friendly character. He was rather interested in the elf, mainly due to the mask and red cloak* 

"That would depend on what you need, but in general this is my go to shop. You seem to be traveling rather well equipped. Where you off to?"

*Eldacar appeared to not have much color on him clothing wise. Everything he wore tanned in lighter and darker browns, everything rather good quality. With many daggers wrapped on his pants and around his belt, he was a man of devious trades. His hair was long on top with a pony tale, and short on the sides, and had rather pale light purple skin. He was a little bit on edge with the casual patron, and was leaning forward, in not per say in position of defense. But rather to take action if the situation called for it.*
Martha
*The Elf would let out an exhale of air, something that could have been determined as a light chuckle as he'd mill about the store with a lightness as if the task of buying carried little rush than any other pass time.*"Monster hunting mainly."*He'd say to the man. The Elf had found himself moving onwards to tracking beasts nowadays, finding there to be potential reward in their falling for his own greedy intent. Mercenary work was always an option for him, though as battles got harder he found himself needing to be more equipped and, with that, finding himself doing tasks he wasn't as accustomed to. He'd pick up a small satchel, one that can easily be thrown over one's back for any extra supplies they may need to carry separately. Terrel of course had a mount of his own with their saddle bags intact, however, with his current missions, he felt it better to not get his steed involved in such things.* 

"I suppose it's nothing newer than the things most travelers pass through looking for. Supplies, gear, extra food for travel. I've been traveling northward enough to know that hunting out food won't be an option. Not that I'd consider myself much of hunter."*He'd say, trailing further into the store to the point where he had gone out of view.*"Didn't think I'd wind back around here, but I guess the world has its surprises."*Even out of sight, his voice carried enough to hear. Not loud per say, but simply audible. He'd reappear once more from his short exploration, this time staring directly towards the man in looking him over.*

"What about you?"*He'd ask him. It was simply a casual question to fill the space, but with this being one of the few around, the Elf figured he had time.*"Traveling about to see which element you prose the most threat with?"*He had grown up enough around Elves to have to listen to their own discoveries of their magic, at this point submitting to the stereotype being common enough to assume the same of the man before him. He didn't look like much of an adventurer to him. At least not one expecting to get into many brutish fights. Perhaps he was simply traveling. Traveling light nonetheless, though it wasn't like Terrel ever saw mages in heavy gear anyways.*