A deep breath through the nostrils, his senses being filled with the smell of salty seawater air. Ah yes, Booty bay. The great dock city of possibilities! The humming sound of people talking to each other, the sound of crowds everywhere.<br/><br/>Where there was a door, there was a possibility to earn coin. So much Tenros knew as he stood on the platform at the entrance to Booty Bay. Sporting his red swashbuckler shirt with ample amount of chest showing, his muscular, farmer toned body so chiseled and manly it looks like it was carved out of a world tree from three hundred bears. Sporting a light shade of his brown hair on his body. His rugged beard and messy hair adorning his handsome face. With a strong chin and a glimpse in his jade coloured eyes. Placing his huge hands along the sides of his waist, looking over the entire dock town like a hawk from the sky. His loose pants showing a gently, but subtle, bulged crotch that only one who would focus their eyes on would enjoy the tiny time in paradise as they feast upon his junk.<br/><br/>Suffice to say, Tenros was carrying himself light. With a sharp dagger inside his shirt and a heavy coin bag as as well as an emergency coin bag in his left boot. Once he felt satisfied with his view, he let off his own waist and started to walk down the stairs that would lead to the docks themselves. It was vacation time and when Tenros is gonna enjoy his vacation, he sure as hell gonna do it proper! For the sake of The Light and what not, as any self-respecting warrior of The Light. The tavern would be an ideal place to start with, hopefully there's room for one more to rent a room for a couple of days.<br/><i>The Scarlet Sage resthouse?</i>Tenros though for  himself, remembering what a friend of him once tipped about. He was also hoping this did not have connections with the Scarlet Crusade, at all. He and them have some history together so to speak.<br/><br/>But ah, would you look at that? As he's making his way to the tavern in his own pace. He notice a most bodacious elven girl, her curves were shaped like the smoothest silverite hammer. Her skin so fair and her hair so fresh. He was, of course, only one of many that was taking a good look.<br/>He was expecting her to stop, taking off to another route, but she kept being in front of him by at least ten meter. Was she? No, she couldn't be, maybe possibly?<br/>A tear of joy ran down Tenros cheek as he was emotionally touched, The Light itself had answered his service by gifting him such delight to gaze upon from behind. All the way to the tavern!<br/>No wait! Can it be? She's going into the Scarlet Sage place as well!? If Tenros was less of a man, he'd fall down on his knees and weep of happiness. With some luck, he could even get contact with the elf. But Tenros had to be slick, he had to be smooth. With the cunning of a panther he would strike at the correct time, when she is as most vulnerable, that split frame of time is when he will swoop down like a hawk with it's talons sharp digging into a mouse and then soar away to  feast.<br/><br/>Shortly after the elf had entered, he himself did as well. Slamming up the rugged door as he went into the crowd of people, trying to see where the innkeeper of this bar resides.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>