Ayr Fairfang<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Zed, Marc<br/>"and that's why I told him to buy a new one, poor guy, did he even have it holstered properly? or was he distracted by your lovely body my sweet elf." Ayr smiled slyly, the kitsune had some potental and he'd taken a liking to his new co-horts. he was sitting there watching the "Audition" and while he'd thought about grabbing the duplicate and joining the fun that would have been bad form especally with the trouble brewing downstairs if the ruckas was anything to indicate. his sensitive ears couldn't make out everything but there was obvious tension on the floor. He looked over to Marc who was throughly lost between the breasts and lips of the nymph, by his own accord from the look of things.<br/>"they are getting antsy down there you might want to interview and enjoy her "Talents" at the same time." he motioned to the floor, the last thing the Archon needed was to loose a job so close to the beginning.<br/>"and for the record against beastmen you need the type Rocksalt and Silver tends to work for most of them, dwarves just require a slightly higher calibur being stocky and tough, same ammo calibur as a orc."