James
After being guided to where he could leave his carriage home and horses to rest, he slung his satchel over his shoulder and fed his horses well. After attending to his animals he locked down his carriage and headed towards the heart of the town to explore. But first, he desperately needed a proper meal to set him for his coming adventures through the streets. He entered a nearby tavern seeking to satiate his hunger and instead, he found a man who looked strangely familiar. He paused for a moment and stared at him from a distance. Thinking that his eyes might have deceived him, he rubbed them with his hands before getting another good look. "Is that really him?..." He asked himself doubtfully.
Thomas
Jaem Marwick

Avin


He started into the bottom of the drink for a long moment. His comrade sat next to him, doing much of the same. They had talked for a short while, of his journey, and of his experience in the queen's court. The bannerman's report gave Jaem much to think about, but his thoughts seemed merely to float across the surface of the white noise that filled his mind. 


After a few moments of silence, a feeling came to the front of his attention. A feeling of being watched. He made no turn of his head, or motion to seem as if he had noticed. To the untrained eye, he seemed to relax into his chair, one hand falling to rest in his lap. A trained eye would notice the hand stealthily gripping the blue and yellow cord-wrapped handle of his long curved saber. 


He turned slowly towards his comrade, the movement giving him just enough. Of an angle to see a young man standing in the doorway, most blatantly gawking at him. Jaem sighed and relaxed his grip on the sword hilt. He did not recognize the boy, but there were many he did not recognize
James
Lei Linas | Avin 

He took a step forward with the intention of talking to the man, but he hesitated. It looked like he was busy chatting with a group of people. Lei assumed that they were the man's friends or comrades. When the man turned to look at one of those seated next to him, Lei did get a glimpse of his features, causing him to raise his eyebrows in surprise. He really did look exactly like the man he read about some time ago. He approached the man and gave him a friendly smile before joining them at the bar table. He did make sure to leave the man and his friends some room. "Beautiful day, isn't it? This town is much more amazing than I imagined." He seemed utterly oblivious that the local made the motion of gripping his weapon. Judging by the appearance and body language of the young engineer, he was a naive tourist. The way he dressed emphasized that he was from a foreign land, as he sported a fine leather coat that had a distinct design to those in the local shops.
Thomas
Jaem Marwick

Avin


His misty green eyes turned and met the young man's for a moment, before giving a slight nod. 


"A beautiful day indeed." He replied, his gaze resting on the newcomer. He looked at him, but seemed at the same time to look through him. His lips wore a smile, but it did not touch his eyes. 


"Aye, Avin has truly become something" He added. His hand returned to the countertop. This man was of no threat to him, that he could see from the moment he sat down. Idly he reached into his tunic pocket and pulled out the wooden pipe he was so well known for. A small piece of wick he produced with it, which the barkeep lit off a lantern for him. He began to puff, eying the fine cut of the mans coat and clothing. 


"From where do you hail, young man?"
James
Lei Linas | Avin 

After taking his seat and making himself comfortable he eyed the arrangement of liquor displayed on the shelves. When he heard the man's reply he looked over and offered a happy smile. He was very excited to get to know him. "Yes, I've heard about the competitions they hold here, I'm so curious to learn how the blacksmiths do it." 

He eyed the pipe briefly as it was revealed and lit by the lantern. "That is a beautiful piece there." He complimented as he studied the design of the familiar pipe. 

His hazel eyes returned to meet the older gentleman's when he was asked of his provenance. "Ah, I come from Azarya." He smiled at him warmly. "I am a travelling engineer, sir." 

He extended a hand over to shake his, "Lei Linas, sir. Its a pleasure."