Christopher
"Uhuh... So you want a story."
*Horace looks down to the extended hand, wondering if it'd be better to risk touching this thing or angering it when he doesn't. Either way he was sort of trapped, and the looming creature behind Alternia looked like more trouble than what a curse could do. The kitsune eventually sighs, reaching over and taking Alternia's hand, making his own harmless affliction apparent. The blonde's arms were coated in a layer of what seemed like black tar, cold and smooth to the touch. It was as if the arms were something foreign, prosthetic, despite clearly being part of the man.*
"Charmed... Im Horace, a spear for hire when I feel like it and something of a rogue when I need to be. I guess I wouldn't mind telling you *One* Experience i've had, but it ends when my drink runs dry, got it?"
Julio
*"Oh... That is what i like to hear, but im not an unresonable person... I can wait for a man to finish his drink."* **- Alternia would take a sip from his drink, but still looking at Horace with his yellow eyes. The smile on his face clear as he awaits for the stories Horace can tell him.**
Christopher
*It takes but a moment, but the kitsune clears his throat and shakes his head.*
"Ah... Well then, where to start..."

*The man would close his eyes in thought, thinking back to his past. Perhaps he should just start with his first official job? It would make the most sense.*
"A story eh... Well, let's start at the beginning. My first ever job, back when the only silver I could scrap together was the pocket change from passer byers. It was a job in the mountains, just to help collect herbs and guard from any wild life. If it wasn't for a stranger I now call my best friend, I'd of died up there."

*The kitsune reaches up, gently rubbing his eyes as he recalled further.*
"There are many dangers in the wild lands. An owlbear, somehow granted the strength of magic through a rune on its body was one for a time. A centaur i've only seen once went toe to toe with it, the only help i could give her was destroying the rune with a lucky arrow. Then, there were those damn assassin vines. They'd of strangled and devoured me if I hadn't been cut free by a fellow adventurer... And of course, the most deadly and horrifying creatures i've seen are the Swarm. Tiny things, wasps I think. One on its own is no trouble, but if you find a nest like we did... I was knocked unconscious, barely dragged away by my friends. Had I been left behind... There would of been nothing left to burry when they came back."

*The kitsune seems almost exhausted by the end of the story. His head lay in his palm, only lifted to order another drink to help forget these memories.*
"No more today... It'll take a couple more drinks to forget that grizzly sight. An owl bear, a fearsome thing slain mere moments ago reduced to a pile of bones by those *Things*."
Julio
*"Impressive, you could have died... Yet you live on. The spirits must be happy with your works, and thus grant you the benefit of going on living. I have to... No... I MUST see you in action! Are you planning on going on any future adventures or odysseys at the moment?"*