Curtis
*The final day of his visit here before heading back northwards and the Elf found himself wandering the main roads that he had constantly took going from the tavern to the rest of the Capitol. There was a point in time when he went off route to follow along a pathway he didn't always get to head towards what with him constantly visiting and leaving the countries. It was the pathway that lead alongside the coastline of Salvania.

From here the Elf could fully see the wide expanse of water that remained only partially blocked by the ships that docked there. The area was a bit out of the way from the tavern he stayed at with his companions, but he found that even the simplest exploration could fill his day with some mild enjoyment of it. He didn't always get to visit the coast anyways with his ability to say he's seen more desert lands than large bodies of water.

The Elf would lean against one of the small wooden posts as he idly watched people grab and remove supplies from the ships that parked there, a gentle breeze keeping him cool in the heavy armor he wore over his normal clothing. A crimson colored cloak flowed behind him lightly, moving all the way up to where it attached to his shoulders. From there it was taken over by his relatively long locks of pink hair. Across his face, he wore the mask of a pig which to any regular would seem either strange or suspicious, but the Elf didn't care much of their opinions, it was simply what he wore.*
Etta
*Much like Terrel she found herself at the docs of the city simply here to get fresh air, however she was in a moot mood as of late feel a bit itchy as she had fought anything. Being raised to use a sword made her seek such things out, without It she was in a way bored or rather unsure what else to do. She watched people move about however noticed a pink haired man, such a sight was an oddity but from her previous encounters with people she did grow more confidence.*

*With her Dai-Katana on her side sheathed she approached Terrel, seeming to be unaffected by any chill in the wind if any had been present. She didn't know what to say to him so she would be a bit basic, taking a deep breath she would stop a few feet from him offering a silent wave.* 

"**Hello I am Scarlet Whiterose. I was unable to help but notice you watching like I have been. I hope you don't mind me approaching you... I just noticed. How you seem to stand out like I do. More often then not... That is a sign that person is unique. Much like your mask... And very nice hair**".
Curtis
*Terrel would turn his head to the side, finding him being approached by the woman who seemed to have taken an interest in his unique look.*"Terrel Bales."*He'd say simply, standing up more straight in exiting his more comatose state created from him watching the people at work. It was funny how simple some lives were, though he had managed to effortlessly make his more eventful. Now, however, he could enjoy the smaller things even if finding himself being approached by the Vampiress.*

"If that's what you believe, I'm afraid the uniqueness ends at the mask."*He'd say with a joking chuckle. With how low his voice was, it was occasionally hard to tell what was genuine or sarcastic, though the Elf didn't seem to give off any malicious intent in any way.*"Nice to see someone else 'unique' here. I figured I was just going to be watching suppliers moving boxes all day."*He'd wave off the scene before him, soon turning to face her more fully.*"So what's your story then? Let's see if it's something new this time around."*He'd grin a bit as he said the words, almost daring her to challenge her self claim of standing out in comparison to the rest of the people out there. Terrel figured he'd heard it all at this point with his constant journeying and meeting and losing companions. Each one had their troubles and quirks, and he had experienced a lot of them. Though he couldn't completely deny his curiosity of finding this woman simply people watching as well. Perhaps she too had felt the boredom of the day to bring her here. Irony at its finest.*
Etta
*This was perhaps the first time someone had dived deeper into her character besides Sirdan, normally she would be shy but this mans appearance and how she spoke gave her some confidence. His responses were a fresh breath of air for her and so she smiled, showing her vampire fangs a bit in the process. Speaking in quite an odd accent from the sepduania area.*

"**I was raised as a child by an adoptive mother. I have been told my birth family was massacred. My mother was from Sepduania... And is also a Vampire. Until recently I was not a vampire. But I had been struck by an illness that nearly killed me. I was turned into one... As a means to save my life. Beyond that I am a mercenary... And a Bar Maid. I have been itching for a mission... I am finding It hard to find something to do. So here I am watching people move about and load things on and off ships...**"