Bethany
*Desert sands would sweep their way into the small town as Terrel would make his way past the gates after giving the last Oni he had met some time to head inside before him with the fear of being looked at differently at how the man was dressed. For the most part, his outfit seemed relatively basic, a red cloak draping over most of him despite the natural warmth of the area. However, atop his face, he would bear the mask of a pig. 

It was an odd fashion choice, but Terrel didn't seem to mind as he'd make his way along the streets with the occasional person whispering or pointing at him. He was used to it of course. For now, he would make his way towards the marketplace, hoping for at least some food or water to spare him from the heat of his journey here. Him and his horse of course. Around one hand, a lead would tied to it while remaining attached to the horse at the other end. Carl would quietly trot alongside him, his head slightly lowering under the rays of the sun. Terrel could tell his horse was exhausted, after all, he wasn't really built for the terrain. Hopefully they could find some place to rest at for now.*
Robert
*A puff of dust would swing into the air beside him as the Oni went from under the gates to inside, trailing Terrel. Arco wore a black cloak that for the most part shrouded his body, the usual thing a Caster would do. He wore boots that were steel-toed in front and his hair was much dryer today. It seemed the one he met might've had magic in them too, but it was best not to make assumptions. Hurrying closer to Terrel, Arco flicked his eyes to the mask.*

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" What's that for? "
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*He spoke in Silnarian. His voice was relatively young for someone with extended life, barely at the middle of his life and not even close to peaking yet. He hadn't had much on him, considering he sold everything his late parents owned for money, and then spent that on armour and a shield. All he had with him was equipment, money and the knowledge of Necromancy. The horse looked exhausted beside the one he considered an acquaintance as of now. He hoped that he'd find a comrade that was able to go quest with him.*
Bethany
*Terrel's head would turn back at the sound of the voice, more so surprised in anyone around here speaking Silnarian in knowing the Onis around here typically stuck to their own language. The Elf wasn't fluent in it, but at the very least it seemed someone here spoke his language.

He'd eye the young individual for a moment, most of his expression hidden away under the mask. The person seemed equipped for a fight, though the sound of his voice seemed to contradict it. What a strange individual. Perhaps there was a war going on somewhere that they're sending young people into. The Elf nearly chuckled at the thought.*

"You'll have to be more specific."*He'd say in his usual gruff voice.*"What are you referring to specifically?"*Though his tone came off as sarcastic, the slight smirk forming on his face where the mask didn't cover suggested otherwise. It seemed he was going to humor the man's questions for now.*
Robert
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" The mask. Behind the one in front. "
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*Arco smirked, clearly making a joke. He wondered why the elf was somewhere here, where the Onis like him were much more prominent than the elves, but they were definitely a traveller, as shown by the horse. By looking at the direction they were going and taking a look at the horse, he figured they'd be heading to the market like he was anyway.*

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" You going to the market? I need a drink, so I'm heading there to pick up supplies, before I find a group to go questing with. "
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*The Oni swept away the cloak for a moment wiping sand off of his large mane of hair that left a sizable lump at the back of the cloak. It was clearly enough to stop a bullet. His parents had died and he had spent years preparing for it, this was his time, the first contact he'd have in a series of more and more as he strived to the best adventurer, and the biggest harem owner.*
Bethany
"Very funny."*The Elf would say, admitting to the cleverness of the man's joke.*"That mask is usually what keeps people alive. I'd figure that obvious enough."*Terrel decided to play around with the joke in referencing his hidden face as if it were common knowledge.*

"Yes I figured I'd get some supplies before fighting the desert again."*He'd say to answer the Oni's question.*"I assume my horse could use the break."*He'd continue his way on towards the market, though keeping Arco in his peripheral as he did.*

"Planning on making your own gang of Oni warriors or something?"*He'd ask. It didn't seem like such an odd thing, Oni's being better known for their fighting capabilities. Where Elves are better known for magic, Terrel found himself being the complete opposite of his kind. Nevertheless, who was he to question the Oni's motives? He seemed like a Mercenary in the making.*
Robert
*Arco raised his eyebrows in exaggeration at this fact, lightly gasping, as to not kill his lungs from breathing in any puffs of dust that might appear, truly one-shotting him.* 

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" Wish I had one of those. "
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*The Oni perked his head up at the mention of fighting, like any other true warriors do, but he kept quiet, glancing at the horse for a moment, before looking back to the road ahead of them. The elves question had him cock his head straight back to him. With a smile, he replied,*

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" Not just Oni. And I doubt they'd like the fact that I never bothered to learn actual fighting aside from magic. I'm just looking for friends to take down obstacles with and get rich with, you feel? "
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*It did happen to be that he never followed in the footsteps of Oni's being fighters, rather becoming a necromancer more versed in magic that if things were different, he'd better suit the life of an elf. The elf seemed to contradict his race too, which he acknowledged and respected.*
Bethany
"I'm sure most people have a face."*The Elf would joke back before eventually coming to a slow stop upon making his way to bulk of the marketplace. He'd look back at Arco, finally getting a better view of him in his surprisingly tall frame despite the voice that came out of him. Odd.*"But I'm sure you can find one at any typical marketplace. One with enough silks and clothing anyways."

*It was funny hearing him speak of deciding not to learn fighting outside of magic with Terrel himself being the complete opposite. It seemed he was looking for quests to take with others for extra money. To which Terrel could accept. The Elf would continue what he was doing, walking up to a nearby stall in looking for something to eat while continuing to speak to the man.*

"Sounds like Mercenary work if you were to ask me. Companions are always nice to have around, but in my case, they can tend to make my job harder then necessary, sometimes costing money too even. Still though, I suppose there are some positives to traveling in a group, like not going crazy from isolation.*
Robert
*Nodding back with a smile, the Oni would look down at the elf, their size an oxymoron to their voice, but it was best not to judge a book by its cover. Pulling out his coin pouch, he collected enough for supplies that would last the time between getting to another town for supplies. Onis by nature were largely tall, even if he was small for their average size. This was obviously due to the fact that he was a magic user.

He hoped he was able to make it up to his parents in whatever form they were in after death. It was the best he could do. Arco looked at the stall, staring at the two talking, before grabbing his stuff and getting ready to pay.*

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" Yeah, I just need the companionship and some extra support from time to time. I'm not exactly confident I can hold my own as of now, but I might learn how to fight with a sword. You could even show me how, haha. "
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*There was a list of negatives and positives, that was for sure. As long as they were skilled, positives were naturally outweighing negatives by a truckload.*
Bethany
"Who? A frail Elf like me?"*Terrel would say, laughing aloud at his own hypocrisy in playing out their stereotype. With the cloak draped over him, it was hard to see the weaponry he carried, but looking long enough would allow the ability to notice the hilt of the Greatsword he carried.

It seemed the man was seeking companionship in the Elf and while Terrel didn't mind, he also didn't care much of tag alongs that couldn't contribute much. Of course there was the possibility that he had something to add in coming along with him, but as far as Oni's went, Arco seemed to question his own skill.*

"I travel the countries too much for my own good, let alone yours."*The Elf would further comment upon his laughter dying down.*"You sure you'd be up to all the walking?"*Upon asking that, the Elf would grab the small batch of vegetables he had bought, adding it to his horse's saddlebags as he continue on. It appeared as if they'd have to keep walking and talking, seemingly proving the Elf's statement.*
Robert
*Arco grinned at the elves words, which truly highlighted the hypocrisy. To think, an elf with a sword larger than him would beat him in close-quarters. It stained his pride as an Oni, but it didn't really matter. Looking up into the glowing sky, the Oni figured it was hilarious actually, and was beginning to think of Terrel as a good friend.*

*True, he was seeking companionship, but also someone to support him in the fact that he was lacking in the melee aspect, as Terrel would lack in the magical aspect. He figured that the benefits would be hand in hand and hard to refuse, even if he was a low level mage. Something like necromancy was versatile anyway too, so he hoped that the Elf would understand.*

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" I haven't ventured out much, actually so I would like to travel and well, I'm not an Oni runt. I do happen to be able to walk for as long as I need to, even if I don't follow the brawny stereotype. We'd better go get water. "
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*Taking the fruits he bought, he kept one in his hand, as the others went under his cloak and never out again. The Oni had no issue with trivial tasks like walking or talking, considering the fact that this was something Arco dreamed of doing ever since he wanted to be an adventurer.*