<div class="floatleft">(http://i57.tinypic.com/mwv4go.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:  Araxis (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13136083#msg13136083)</strong><br/><br/><strong>CLIENT</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Chatting up Chantal<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chantal<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em>None</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>There were many things about human culture that Araxis had no real hope of understanding.  Beards were one of them: he'd taken careful attention to attempt to grow one out in a style that looked suave and sophisticated, but his current appearance was the best he'd managed.  Similarly, he didn't understand women who took pains on their appearance and put in significant effort who then balked when one took the time to admire their form.  It was like throwing one's coat over a marble statue, to completely fail to understand that beauty was to be appreciated regardless of whether the work of art was alive or not.<br/><br/>Chantal certainly did not disappoint, and he accepted the invitation of her curtsy to look her over, his lips curling into a smile that could be nothing but covetous and predatory.  Yet the way that he kissed the back of her hand demonstrated a practiced refinement that either sought to be more than he was, or had simply seen others do similar and chosen to acquire the custom the way others collected colored beads of glass.  Her accent was no less intriguing, leaving him to imagine just how it changed her voice in other ways.<br/><br/>With the first crash of the orc putting the man through the table, he showed little surprise and barely even glanced over, though he heard everything.  Certainly, that demonstrated the level of behavior which the orc possessed: apparently not quite enough to keep from breaking furniture.  He wondered how Madame Celeste handled having such repairwork, especially given how expensive repair gnomes were.  Still, it was up to her to manage her affairs, and if she could not, he'd be happy to swoop in and start talking deals.<br/><br/>Araxis had already decided that he wanted to get to know each one of these girls, and he was hardly the type to demonstrate his interest of another when a beautiful creature already stood before him.  Perhaps he would find out which of the ladies had an interest in each other, but for the first time, he wanted each one to feel as precious and important as she looked.  However, that meant he wasn't watching for something which he'd never before encountered.<br/><br/><strong>-BANG-</strong><br/><br/>The sudden force and sound wasn't enough to damage him, but it certainly caught his attention.  He tried to wrap his arm around Chantal, wanting to catch her if she would be knocked back by the...what was it?  A spell?  He had no idea.<br/><br/>His eyes drifted back towards the mortal who had done it, though.  Later on, he would find out.  Having seen the man, though, he could discover the strange magic at his own leisure.  The sapphire stare returned to the woman before him.<br/><br/>"Are you all right?" he asked Chantal.  If he had to catch her, he would help her back to her feet.