Markl walked down a quiet alley, content. The distant blast of chattering people could be heard, celebrating something. Honestly Markl couldn't care less. He walked briskly, toting a spell book some shady guy had given him, on the condition that he would mix a potion in it for him. That guy was weird. After every two sentences he would mutter "happy times."<br/><br/>After a quick stop at a small room he had been renting for the past week, he quickly left to go hunt for food. Their was a bakery not far, so he thought he would stop there. Surprisingly, he could honestly tell himself that he was not going for the pretty woman in short dresses who worked there, but because he liked the croissants. He just wasn't as interested in that sort of thing. He turned around a corner, coming face to face with a small alley. The sun was setting, painting it a faint pink/golden colour. The first thing Markl noticed was this girl's stunning light blue eyes. Then that light hair. Lastly, two men crowding her, obviously trying to flirt with her. From Markl's point of view, it didn't look like the  girl wanted the soldier's attention.<br/>"Uhhh, excuse me? What are you doing with my girl? I only left her for two seconds." He said, awkwardly, trying to appear confident. He wasn't sure if it was working or not. "I've been looking all over for you." He said, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Underneath his light smiling face, he was tense, praying that the blue-eyed girl played along, or most importantly, didn't want to skin him alive after for doing this.