<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/hphotos-xfa1/t51.2885-15/s320x320/e15/11380802_471995376307941_1084161256_n.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Gatura Amon<br/><strong>Race and Occupation :</strong>Human, Unemployed Wanderer<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>The Vine and Horn Inn and Tavern / Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Mizuki. Mentioned Marcus and Lyn<br/><hr/><br/>Gatura's dark hues watched lazily as the Elf finished serving the young, peculiar looking woman. It wasn't until the young lady pointed directly at him that he realized that he had been staring. Embarrassment flooded his dark features as he waved his thanks to the young woman and straightened himself up in his seat as he prepared to be served by the elf. Unfortunately another adventurer, apparently eleven, decided that it was his turn to be served. Gatura was new to Amberdale and didn't know if the man was important or just rude so for the time being, Gatura said nothing.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was fate that had kept Gatura sober this long but as soon as he heard the crash in the kitchen, he was happy that he hadn't yet been served. Soon, three little menacing green men stumbled out of the back who looked more intent on getting wasted than causing any real trouble. The problem was, judging by the quick dispersal of the dwarf at the bar, the gremlins didn't care who they hurt to get to their prize. The little green men were barely the size of early teenage boys, surely this was a good opportunity for Gatura to gain a little notoriety.<br/><br/>Gatura noticed the first gremlin who went for the young blond woman who also had ears coming out of her hair. Amberdale was proving to be a strange place. His size was definitely a handicap in the tight confines of the tavern and it took him a few moments to get out of the booth. Gatura was about to run over to tackle the little man when two arrows flew quickly by his face. Immediately he froze, and gulped hard at how close he had been to catching one in the neck. It was then Gatura remembered that he had a spear and thought to grab it but decided against it because of the small area. After a quick glance, to the rude elf who had returned his bow to a reasonable position, Gatura made his was over toward the young blond. By the time he had closed the space between them, since he had to fight through a sea of fleeing customers, she had effectively lodged the creature into the ceiling by his teeth. A chuckle that sounded like distant thunder crept gently from Gatura's throat.<br/><br/>"Good job." He said with a smile that he hoped was friendly enough not to cause fear. Either she was somewhat talented, or extremely lucky, either way he figured she would be a good ally to have. The gremlin that had been drinking the dwarf's ale had been drinking assorted cups around the room until he noticed his companion hanging from the ceiling. Gatura wasn't sure if it was affinity, or the unclaimed ale, but he alcohol fueled gremlin began to make his way toward them with a snarl.<br/><br/>"I got it," Gatura stepped passed his new acquaintance and gently nudged her around behind him. His face hardened into his most intimidating grimace, which was completely ignored by the gremlin. Once enough distance was closed between them, the little booger of a being lunged toward Gatura, teeth first. The large novice tried to backhand the gremlin but, as it was flying teeth first, Gatura's arm ended up planted firmly in the dozes of sharp teeth.<br/><br/>"Ahhh!! Fuck!" Gatura called out in pain as the gremlin bit down.<br/><br/>"Stupid." His right arm came around to punch the surprisingly resilient gremlin in the eye.<br/><br/>"Little." Another fist connected.<br/><br/>"Fucker." Finally, being knocked unconscious, the gremlin fell to the floor with a thud. Quickly, Gatura examined his bleeding arm. Sure, the wound wasn't bad but he didn't know what kind of germs those fuckers carried in their dirty mouths. He knew that getting this checked out would be first priority. Gatura had also served to make a fool of himself in front of his new friend. He turned to face her as his eyes flutter from her to the wound and back to her.<br/><br/>"Just a scratch," he said with an incredibly stupid smile on his face.