<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/d687/f/2017/189/2/1/warren01_by_ravagedgirl-dbfj75q.jpg)</div><strong>Location</strong>: Unoccupied table -----> Bar<br/><strong>Company</strong>: Valda<br/><strong>Attire</strong>: Loose Shirt, Brown trousers, Knee high Boots (partially muddy), Belt with pouches, Dark Green traveling cloak<br/><strong>Approachability:</strong>Open to Conversation/interaction. (Possible Wait staff: Chariss, Tristan, Amelia, Kira)<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Yes, it was probably quite unusual for a lone wanderer as the dangers on the road greatly discourage such behavior. Usually travelers banded together in sizable groups, or using wagon trains known as Caravans to get between towns. Using the theory of<em>Safety in Numbers</em>.  Usually these groups of people, or caravans would hire Sell-swords to further aid in their defense. To varying degrees of success depending on what they encountered. Warren could probably count himself extremely lucky that he never encountered anything in his travels that he couldn't out run, out evade, or out fight. Course, the first two options were always his "Go to" Options.<br/><br/>"Valda, eh? Has a nice ring to it. Possibly sounding just as lovely coming off a pair of moaning lips." Warren said as he allowed his eyes to wander over her large bust, and stomach. She was quite the vision. Her muscles exuding great power. Her curves naturally drawing the eye. Though as she mentioned if he had heard about her, Warren could only give a regretful sigh. "I could only wished to have heard of such a lovely warrior of great prowess. Sadly, I have not." He replied with sincere remorse. She seemed like a great warrior. If nothing else, she was very pleasing to his eyes.<br/><br/>Warren chuckled good naturedly when Valda asked if there was not enough call for a Tinkerer to remain in one town. "Oh, there is. But then you don't get to see new sights, and meet new people,n or learn new<em>techniques</em>if you stay in one place overly long. That, and one tends to stake down roots if they linger too long. Not to mention plant "Seeds"" He replied with another mirthful chuckle. "Why I just learned something very<em>interesting</em>that involves one's tongue, and certain lady's part. Something I found to quite enjoy really, and I think you would too." Warren purred as his eyes slowly turned to look back into Valda's. His arm slithering around her waist as he closed the few inches between them.