<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Well, this took me much longer to get up than I would have liked, but most of that's my fault, so I guess I can't complain much.  Both my character's background and sheet are below.</div></div></div><br/><br/>Stepping out of the car, Tanix squinted somewhat in the bright light.  Retrieving his pack from the trunk, he gave a quick wave to the driver as the car drove off.  Although he hadn't been planning on stopping here long, having a break between assignments, even a short one, was a blessing he got less and less recently, so he planned on enjoying this one.  His last case had been much more rigorous that had been anticipated as well; it had taken all of his skill as well as that of another pair of Interrogators to finally run the fugitive to ground, and that had taken them the better part of a month.<br/><br/>Looking around quickly, his eyes settled on a nearby Starbucks, and Tanix quickly made his way over to it.  One thing that he had discovered while working here in Vilar in the past was that the city produced a fairly unique blend of tea that he had been unable to find elsewhere, and right now a strong cup sounded very appealing.  Stepping inside, he found his eyes wandering, analyzing everyone inside.  Although he wasn't currently on assignment, ingrained habits tended to stay that way, and it was an interesting mental activity while he waited.<br/><br/>His eyes immediately gravitated toward Tess; she was wearing heavier armor that some of the assault troops he had seen, and the bright green color was extremely distinctive.  By comparison, he would look relatively unobtrusive; although his black, scaled skin and yellow eyes sometimes made him stand out, next to her his business suit would seem perfectly normal.  There were a few other interesting customers; the drifter stood out from the normal crowd somewhat, as did the human with red hair, but none of the other patrons seemed much out of the ordinary.<br/><br/>Until he got to the half-orc currently walking up to the counter.  Although he couldn't say for certain as none of his powers were active currently, something just seemed off about him.  Stepping slightly to one side so that he could see more clearly around Tess's armoured form, he couldn't decide what had alerted him so about the man.  He looked completely normal, but there was a feeling of unease that seemed to follow him.