Name: "Ace"<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Class: Rogue<br/>Age: Early twenties<br/><br/>Sauntering in with the swagger of one who just made a lot of money, and easily at that, the loosely clad Ace took a look around, a grin the size of one of the long curved daggers that hung from his hips. His green eyes scanned the entire place for a "just in case" sort of worry. Seeming satisfied, he just about skipped his way to the bar, though in a sly rogue-ish sort of way. Though even in his enjoyment the slender however obviously athletic man's footfalls seemed to make no sound at all as he slipped onto one of the stools at the bar. Nodding to his fellow drinkers with a disarming smirk he slapped some gold on the table, planning either to get drunk or be very generous with his new found money. "Quite the turn out eh?" He said not really directing it at anyone in particular, as he waited for his drink to be served.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>