<div class="floatleft">(https://cricketfeet.com/keith/gaming/dnd/darkforum/blademage01.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Devon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328010.msg15705543#msg15705543)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: At the Bar<br/><strong>Action</strong>: Being pleasantly surprised<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: See Image, plus a large backpack and a classic old gnarled oaken staff. No sword.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Nobody in particular, Spade, Cleo<br/><hr/><br/>In a corner of the Tavern, a page slowly whirled down towards the ground. There was a slight rush of wind, more pages appearing seemingly out of the nooks and crannies of the establishment, finally coalescing in a figure. Devon was finally there. He had to admit, it had taken him a fair bit of effort to find this wonderful place, but he finally managed. A smile on his rather dashing face, he snapped the book within his hands closed, making it disappear with a casual motion of his hand.<br/><br/>For a minute or so, he just watched and listened, his eyes widening as he heard some whispers of creatures known only in legend, even to him. It had appeared he had just teleported in after that fiery creature. That was some tough luck. He would've loved to see how she entered this place. But as he saw the woman was naked... and pretty dang attractive as well... he politely averted his gaze. That naked body would be an image that he would store safely in the library of his mind though... magnificent indeed.<br/>"A phoenix? Fascinating..." The archmage muttered, deciding it was time to stop being an impolite dounce and introduce himself to the owner. Keeping an eye on the rest of the lively patrons and staff, he made his way to the bar, giving Spade his warmest smile while offering his hand.<br/>"Greetings, sir. Archmage Devon Mevenner of the Yeraxi. You've got a mighty fine establishment here, you know that? I am thrilled to finally see the legends for real myself."<br/><br/>With a merry wink, the mage greeted the other folk present as well. "Nice to meet you all, matter of fact. I'm sure you all have a bounty of stories to tell."<br/>He looked at the awkward phoenix. "Are you alright, miss?" He asked with concern in his voice. Looking to Araxis, he nodded with a flicker of agreement in his eyes. The patrons here looked to have some pretty damn good manners too.<br/>Devon sighed with an increasingly content smile on his face. "Yeah, this is a fine place indeed. Any drinks you would recommend, sir?" He flashed a grin to the bartender.